<?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-6184554342083994794</id><updated>2011-12-31T09:50:17.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond the Facade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8751376456730269198</id><published>2008-12-19T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:25:15.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yayyy =)</title><content type='html'>despite the lack of updates,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milan, here we come!!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8751376456730269198?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8751376456730269198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8751376456730269198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8751376456730269198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8751376456730269198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/12/yayyy.html' title='yayyy =)'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7685366920971877761</id><published>2008-11-27T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:42:17.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting down to meeting you again... &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FCSn6ZHKDH"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FCSn6ZHKDH" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/knottyxin/music/1Zy0cZML/avril_lavigne_i_will_be/"&gt;I Will Be - 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Secondhand Serenade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-5843811587264839959?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5843811587264839959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=5843811587264839959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5843811587264839959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5843811587264839959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/bcoz-tonight-will-be-night-that-i-will.html' title='bcoz tonight will be the night that i will fall for you'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3591197581076287660</id><published>2008-11-14T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:57:38.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinoth A/L Jayakumar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Son of Jayakumar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SR2t6Qp0NyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/3v7HCLBlRdM/s1600-h/Best-est+budd+eva%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SR2t6Qp0NyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/3v7HCLBlRdM/s320/Best-est+budd+eva%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268558355507722018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;It was great to hear your voice once again&lt;br /&gt;I miss you dood =p&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've had a wonderful chinese chicka birthday&lt;br /&gt;One you'd always dreamt of right??!! =p&lt;br /&gt;Take care and and many happy returns of the day!!&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/6184554342083994794-3591197581076287660?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3591197581076287660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3591197581076287660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3591197581076287660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3591197581076287660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/11/vinoth-al-jayakumar.html' title='Vinoth A/L Jayakumar!'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SR2t6Qp0NyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/3v7HCLBlRdM/s72-c/Best-est+budd+eva%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3485308988954511841</id><published>2008-11-13T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:32:33.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alison@edinburgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments assignments and endless assignments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester alone there are seven essays for me. Four 2500-word and three 3000-word essays.&lt;br /&gt;It seems easy but the amount of journal readings and research is really tiresome. I have read at least 25 journals now... I have submitted one essay, completed 3 reports, one in progress and two more still in the queue. Hopefully will get the current one done ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rosslyn Chapel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lies of the Da Vinci Code were unleashed. Rosslyn does not originate from the Rose Line. It simply means "rocky waterfall" in Gaelic. It is such a magnificent chapel. All the carvings were done with such great details. And all of them are significantly different from one another. Well, one has to see the place for oneself to truly appreciate such architecture. It is a pity though coz we were not allowed to snap pictures in the chapel itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy Fawkes Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know the meaning of the movie V for Vendetta. I used to think it was such a crap movie as I don't quite understand what November 5th commemorates. Remember remember November the 5th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Calton Hill with the girls with the mission to be enthralled with the explosive  fireworks.  However, the night was just too gloomy and foggy. We could see a few here and there but it wasn't as what we have expected. Oh wells, too high an expectation does lead to disappointment. We had fun listening though =p and amused ourselves with our silly antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Musical III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit I'm a lil too old for this crap. But curiosity kills you know. Wanted to know how the movie ended for this batch of seniors. So i went to watch with 3 other friends who were bold enough to admit they love HSM too!! It was alright =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bosiung and friend's one day visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Bosiung and his friend, Soon, who are currently also on exchange in Stockholm. They flew to Edinburgh last Friday and we went for a stroll around Edinburgh. So as a host, I felt like I should bring them to all my favourite spots here. Met them at the National Gallery and on the way to Pollock we went sight seeing around Royal Mile, the Meadows and I felt obliged to bring them to my campus. Then we hiked up Arthur's Seat, my third time now. Such a windy day!! We could almost feel ourselves flying off the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon sunset we were already at Portobello, a beach 20 minutes off the city. It was then dinner time. Bought our meals from Burger King and embarked on our way up the Calton Hill. It was just simply awesome having our dinner with the Edinburgh city below our feet. Well not exactly, the hill overlooks the entire city and it was soooo beautiful. I can never get enough of the city. Since there wasn't much to do after dinner, we went to the Ocean Terminal which is a shopping mall near Leith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fire Alarm, the weekly affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happening at least once a week now. Last week it was at 4am, this morning alone at 2am. Freaking cold outside and we had to wait for about half an hour for the personnels to sort things out. As usual, just a false alarm... Freaking drunkards!!! So what if the beer is cheap? Be responsible for your actions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to all my friends in NUS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL THE BEST IN THE UPCOMING EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOUR HARD WORK WILL BE PAID OFF HANDSOMELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3485308988954511841?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3485308988954511841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3485308988954511841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xCC8M1wVla"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xCC8M1wVla" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/lovemax0218/music/4Pk8u1UK/boa_key_of_heart/"&gt;key of heart - BoA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; you know you have the key to my heart &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;bogoshipta&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/6184554342083994794-3762526482430844579?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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8 months away from 23...&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. dunno what else to say... all had been said in the email, card, letter, slides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have a good one this year dear...&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope that you'll receive the package soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SQH8JguYqCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6yhpC4kQMcc/s1600-h/surprise+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SQH8JguYqCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6yhpC4kQMcc/s320/surprise+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260763080078960674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love you!!&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/6184554342083994794-9183711125970293945?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/9183711125970293945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=9183711125970293945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/9183711125970293945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/9183711125970293945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-22-year-old.html' title='My 22-year old!'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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font-family: verdana;"&gt;forever.i.hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: verdana;"&gt;loves.loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3176036950427353296?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3176036950427353296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3176036950427353296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3176036950427353296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='no.more.tears.'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8471121345594684716</id><published>2008-10-17T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:06:48.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my only hope... my only avenue to splatter this thing called emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no longer a big fan of fb and gmail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if only i can live without them!!&lt;br /&gt;bring myself to stop logging in...&lt;br /&gt;if only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8471121345594684716?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8471121345594684716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8471121345594684716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8471121345594684716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8471121345594684716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-only-hope-my-only-avenue-to-splatter.html' title='my only hope... my only avenue to splatter this thing called emotion'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3366307730662243452</id><published>2008-10-17T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:27:00.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsay Lohan - Confession of A Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Music sings my life&lt;br /&gt;I can practically relate my life to songs that I listen to&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes without me realising tears would start streaming down the cheeks while I listen to my iPod&lt;br /&gt;Not quite pretty to look at&lt;br /&gt;I seem like a super emo and depressed girl walking by the streets&lt;br /&gt;But who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately it had dawned upon me that there are times when I take things for granted&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly feel blessed for things that had happened&lt;br /&gt;I just dwell on the fact that I didn't get what I think I deserved&lt;br /&gt;I should be more grateful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;There are things that I have done and am not so proud of&lt;br /&gt;But I believe it's a blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;How it actually opened my blinded eyes to things that had been there&lt;br /&gt;How I have actually ignored soft promptings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will get better I believe&lt;br /&gt;But for now&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I would be able to break free from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/g-pI3dVNf_"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/g-pI3dVNf_" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/theonemig/music/ikG4mNt5/incubus_love_hurts/"&gt;Love Hurts - Incubus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&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/6184554342083994794-3366307730662243452?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3366307730662243452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3366307730662243452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Oooh.. sounds like an essay topic!&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I'll just let pictures paint the 3000-word essay here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcgCa7vhUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aeMZgxrebtI/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcgCa7vhUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aeMZgxrebtI/s320/DSC00317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257706315940070722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many castles on the way to Inverness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcgHbmiC1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/0Bv46UPf66A/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcgHbmiC1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/0Bv46UPf66A/s320/DSC00321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257706402018888530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria Khoo Joseph and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPchwVCiilI/AAAAAAAAAOs/9uzBBqcGSKM/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPchwVCiilI/AAAAAAAAAOs/9uzBBqcGSKM/s320/DSC00318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257708204143577682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wonder if anyone stays there. Such a nice cottage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcgqIJx9tI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BimiemxOcQI/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcgqIJx9tI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BimiemxOcQI/s320/DSC00331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257706998093444818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Highland cow, Hammish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcg8On9KhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/IRRHLPtkQQc/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcg8On9KhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/IRRHLPtkQQc/s320/DSC00338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257707309068266002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't mind spending the entire day sitting there, just watching the clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPciChagLpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QxsMvlaPHSc/s1600-h/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPciChagLpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QxsMvlaPHSc/s320/DSC00353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257708516702957202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some bad photography skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPchZLQRwJI/AAAAAAAAAOk/WHYwUHfgTMs/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPchZLQRwJI/AAAAAAAAAOk/WHYwUHfgTMs/s320/DSC00395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257707806379851922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scottish breakfast, which consists of black pudding, haggis, tomatoes, fried egg and potato scone &lt;tastes like=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tastes&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPciYvuegtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YyGGAPj9REM/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPciYvuegtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YyGGAPj9REM/s320/DSC00433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257708898501952210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex, our mighty and enthusiastic tour guide. He climbs the hills so effortlessly and swiftly! I feel like the old one standing next to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPci3cW8vtI/AAAAAAAAAPE/AemtseNbcyc/s1600-h/DSC00485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPci3cW8vtI/AAAAAAAAAPE/AemtseNbcyc/s320/DSC00485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257709425878941394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Autumn is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcjFeclwuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SR15hGiuQrI/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcjFeclwuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SR15hGiuQrI/s320/DSC00476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257709666957640418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A burial ground. Doesn't look like one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tastes like=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcg8On9KhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/IRRHLPtkQQc/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/tastes&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcjrxE99cI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Q9Ogdzy6UeA/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcjrxE99cI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Q9Ogdzy6UeA/s320/DSC00510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257710324793865666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch break with April, Maria and Ilyes! Pretty cute boy. Just 18 and he speaks French, German, Italian and English!!! He has cute dimple too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPckDRD8QoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YzUk3XbGsVg/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPckDRD8QoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YzUk3XbGsVg/s320/DSC00516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257710728516485762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only Loch Ness monster we saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPckR3xjAKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/aVJI31Bcu2I/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPckR3xjAKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/aVJI31Bcu2I/s320/DSC00541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257710979426484386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunset and evening star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More pictures are on fb. Showcases more of my limited photography capability. Oh wells, who cares??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6184554342083994794-2450291514005646466?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2450291514005646466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=2450291514005646466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2450291514005646466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2450291514005646466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-highlands-experience.html' title='My Highlands Experience'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SPcgCa7vhUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aeMZgxrebtI/s72-c/DSC00317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-2681315221219288944</id><published>2008-10-16T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:03:37.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 years back, Gareth Gates serenaded the audience to this song. I was, shamefully, one of them.  I loved how he sounded that night. That faithful night at the Bukit Kiara Equestrian Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;It can happen to anyone of us&lt;br /&gt;Anyone you think of&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can fall&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can hurt someone they love&lt;br /&gt;Hearts will break&lt;br /&gt;Coz I've made a stupid mistake... A stupid mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A stupid mistake! Well, I guess as long as people own up to this mistake, things would go well again. Right. Inevitably, one will always suffer from the consequences from committing this stupid mistake. Be it physically, emotionally or perhaps both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seemed to be no point crying gallons of tears. It ain't gonna do you any good. But there is no doubt that it is difficult to hold back the tears. It sure takes a whole lot of effort to do so. And crying does make one feel better at times. Having bottled up everything sometimes makes one explode one day and things will get real ugly. So, I am all for crying a river! Cry your hearts out, people. Activate the tear glands and let it flow. Flood the nation with be it tears of joy or tears of sorrow. Just cry!&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/6184554342083994794-2681315221219288944?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2681315221219288944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=2681315221219288944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2681315221219288944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2681315221219288944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/stupid-mistake.html' title='Stupid Mistake'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8214659804856710665</id><published>2008-10-14T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:39:20.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm p.l.e.a.s.e.d =)</title><content type='html'>At least the white background doesn't make it look that depressing anymore. Somehow I like it plain and white =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays.... back to my work... which needs to be done latest by tmr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss char kway teow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8214659804856710665?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8214659804856710665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8214659804856710665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8214659804856710665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8214659804856710665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-pleased.html' title='I&apos;m p.l.e.a.s.e.d =)'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1912190477252566383</id><published>2008-10-14T17:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:39:02.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terima Kasih!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who comes to my rescue all the time&lt;br /&gt;Without a single hesitation&lt;br /&gt;My one and only dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank you Pang Su Yin!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I can count on no matter what =)&lt;br /&gt;**hugs and kisses**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovey, all the best in your finals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &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/6184554342083994794-1912190477252566383?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1912190477252566383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1912190477252566383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1912190477252566383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1912190477252566383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/terima-kasih.html' title='Terima Kasih!'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-651798921831344740</id><published>2008-10-14T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T05:54:26.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS!!!</title><content type='html'>hmmm... how do i restore the chatbox i had?? and how do i add the links??!! damnn... i jz screwed up my entire blog... so much for a change... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-651798921831344740?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/651798921831344740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=651798921831344740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/651798921831344740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/651798921831344740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/sos.html' title='SOS!!!'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6139486305520149341</id><published>2008-10-10T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:22:10.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/rgsvw6ZkyY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/rgsvw6ZkyY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Fl4hqc/music/5xgsdvDJ/christian_bautista_the_way_you_look_at_me/"&gt;The Way You Look At Me - Christian Bautista&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-6139486305520149341?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6139486305520149341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6139486305520149341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6139486305520149341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6139486305520149341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/way-you-look-at-me-christian-bautista.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3925379554137071827</id><published>2008-10-05T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:34:12.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 degrees celcius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the temperature at the time my friends and I walked back from the Stereo club. It was 330am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time us girls clubbed in Edinburgh. I must say they played pretty good R&amp;amp;B and hiphop music. Had so much fun dancing away on the dance floor in such a posh White Room. The entire room was white, from the tables to the comfy sofas to the ceiling and the bar table. White was the theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We embarked on our journey from Pollock at quarter to 10pm. It was such a long walk. Walked past Nicholson Street, George Square, Bobby!!, Grassmarket and finally, after 50 minutes of walking, we were there! It was pretty secluded though. Okies, enough of clubbing =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else happened since the last post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had such a busy busy week. Tons of assignment and yet I am still procrastinating. I need to get my schedule planned out as I only am left with 7 weeks of school. Here's basically what I need to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Financial Ethics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 book reviews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Investment and Securities Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 essay on Behavioral Finance and 1 10-part question to be done based on a Financial Report of a company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Quality Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 interview, 1 report on Quality Management in aligning operations to customers' expectations, 1 essay on topic of my choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;International Business: Trade and Globalisation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Report on Collapse of Doha Round, 1 term test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really lazy. Gosh.. Stop procrastinating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined the Tango Society here as well. It was so interesting and INTENSE!! Wasn't easy to learn at all as there isn't any step we can learn. Tango is all about improvising. There isn't any standard step. So it all depends on how good the leader leads and how the follower follows. =p It is also important to "feel" the partner. Gosh, this isn't easy at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil sister's first Holy Communion would be next Sunday. So disappointed that I won't be around for that. But, gosh, lil sister is such a big girl now!!! She told me about her first Penitential  Sacrament and why she was upset over it. Her penance was 3 Hail Mary's while most of her catechism classmates only had one or two. Adrianne, Adrianne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss home... I miss the good food back at home.&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/6184554342083994794-3925379554137071827?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3925379554137071827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3925379554137071827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3925379554137071827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3925379554137071827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/10/2-degrees-celcius.html' title='2 degrees celcius'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6274808998726386294</id><published>2008-09-26T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:25:58.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise-wrecker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Yet another surprise was slaughtered by guess-who? AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNvshgcsj1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/xLHlZVExAEI/s1600-h/Investment+and+Securities+Markets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 373px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNvshgcsj1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/xLHlZVExAEI/s320/Investment+and+Securities+Markets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250049851020578642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;My dearest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy 21st Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so funny how I actually thought I have known you all my life&lt;br /&gt;You're such a darling and  I am grateful I have met you&lt;br /&gt;You're one who sees me through the hurdles in life&lt;br /&gt;And I sure wish to be yours&lt;br /&gt;Take care my dearest&lt;br /&gt;And have a blessed 21st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Jadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; It is a shame I could not be there on your big day =(&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there tooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6184554342083994794-6274808998726386294?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6274808998726386294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6274808998726386294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6274808998726386294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6274808998726386294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/surprise-wrecker.html' title='Surprise-wrecker'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNvshgcsj1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/xLHlZVExAEI/s72-c/Investment+and+Securities+Markets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3945273410646266396</id><published>2008-09-21T15:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:56:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Loving It..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I WANT SUNSHINE IN MY POCKET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine is definitely a precious gem here. It is often dark and gloomy in Edinburgh especially during this time of the year. I can't imagine how winter would be like but I heard it ain't gonna be that pretty. With the sun rising at 11am and setting at 3pm, gosh, no wonder people here are so pale! They are pretty much deprived of the goodness Vitamin D brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past one week had been pretty awesome. I had a taste of what it is like to be totally independent, to start all over again from ground zero at a foreign place, to get out of my anti-social shell and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladly, there wasn't much culture shock involved. Though sometimes I find it rather hard to understand the thick British/Scottish accent or jargons here. But, one week had passed by pretty swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have I done during the first week here in Edinburgh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Check-In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNYCAhuQS2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/jBRXF-IfSbw/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNYCAhuQS2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/jBRXF-IfSbw/s320/DSC00112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248384623822523234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chancellor's Court, here I come. The place was a little secluded. Had some trouble looking for it initially but was soon familiarised. The newest among the other halls, this hostel accommodates 700 over students. I have checked myself into a twin sharing, ensuite room. The meals are provided and have yet to disappoint me. Breakfast and dinner during weekdays and weekends, we will be served brunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Met my roommate, Ashley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNX0IGF5m4I/AAAAAAAAALg/DxRHCnHA1ko/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNX0IGF5m4I/AAAAAAAAALg/DxRHCnHA1ko/s320/DSC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369360681671554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl form the United States, hailed from Cincinnati, a Dayton University senior (Year 4), Theology and Psychology major, very much in love with her boyfriend, often chats with him on Skype (at least twice a day!), will soon be engaged with him when she gets back to Cincinnati. Well, there's much more about her, I am sure. But she has been really nice. Guiding me along the streets of Edinburgh as she is really good with maps! Thank god for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The International Students' Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNX1JIus9NI/AAAAAAAAALo/DEFduR7pV6I/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNX1JIus9NI/AAAAAAAAALo/DEFduR7pV6I/s320/DSC00123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248370478081176786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an orientation for all the International students who have just enrolled into the University of Edinburgh. It was held in the oh-so-beautiful McEwan Hall. The mural paintings on the wall were simply magnificent! The Dean, the President of EUSA (Edinburgh University Students Association) and some other guys gave the opening speech and welcomed us to the University. There was this ECCENTRIC head of the College of Humanities and Social Science who was totally making a fool of himself. He enjoyed that for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A hike up the Arthur's Seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNYA8rT6_0I/AAAAAAAAALw/0uTcbQoYh-M/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNYA8rT6_0I/AAAAAAAAALw/0uTcbQoYh-M/s320/DSC00186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248383458165325634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ashley, Irene and I went up the hill which lays it foundation at our backyard. The foot of the hill was just a stone's throw away from our hostel. It was tiring but was definitely worth the effort. The peak overlooks the entire city of Edinburgh, with the clear sight of the Edinburgh Castle. Simply magical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mask-making Workshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNYEJT-WRiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/U_RUO2JvL34/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNYEJT-WRiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/U_RUO2JvL34/s320/DSC00238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248386973774005794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We got ourselves preoccupied with some events organised for the Freshers' Week, though most of us are no longer that fresh anymore. It was my first time making such a mask. We need a base which is a plastic, white mask, coloured paper of our choice, PVA glue and a brush. The process  was really simple, similar to making a paper mache. Paste the paper layer upon layer and here comes the result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meeting with the DOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As part of matriculation, us students will have to meet with our respective Directors of Studies, DOS. Mine was a professor named Dr Tom Archibald. He also happened to be one of my lecturers as well! He confirmed my attendance on the courses that I have enrolled in. During the meeting, I requested to do my fourth module and was approved, though  Dr Archibald did not really encourage this decision. So I will be doing 4 courses here, worth 80MCs! The normal load is 60 MCs and I think I will be screwed this semester. With 6 essays of at least 3000 words, one Markov decision making process project, one final test. Gosh, I need to survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ceilidh Dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pronounced as Kay-lee, it is the traditional Scottish dance. The event was also held in the McEwan Hall. Thank god, our Scottish friend, Mary was around. She was really good at the Ceilidh dance. Though the steps weren't perfect, I had so much fun dancing. I am now considering whether should I join the society. Membership fees cost 4pounds and each lesson, we'll have to pay another 3 pounds. But there is a high possibility! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The CSU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Catholic Student Union, which is affectionately known as the CSU, was the first society my friends and I joined. It was also the same place that I met good friends such as Mary and Francine. Since then, the two of them, Ashley, Irene and I have hung out a lot together. We often go for the event organised by the CSU together. The midweek dinner was great! The first mass last Sunday was followed by a Wine and Pudding session at the room right next to the chapel. Last Thursday, we went for the Jazz party at the garden behind the dining room. The jazz band was pretty good! And today, the last day of the Freshers' Week, we'll be hiking up the Arthur's Seat again and join the mass at 7.15pm later. The CSU people have been offering loadsa wine this entire week! Will hope to join the choir for mass. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday Night Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Francine, Mary and Bianca came to our room for a movie session together. Mary had a couple of DVDs and we decided to stay in and watch a movie or two on my laptop. Mary was also well equipped with loads of snacks and popcorn to crunch on during the movie. First stop was Old School. With Luke Wilson, Will Ferrell and Vince Vaughn, what else do you expect but a night full of laughter and bang-head-on-the-wall moments. Viewers discretion is advised and kids below the age of 18 should be kept away from this movie! Hahaha! We then proceeded to watch the Benchwarmers. It was already way past 12 midnight at that time and while the movie was still playing, I dozed off, as usual =p I might loan the DVD from Mary and re-watch it again. Rob Schneider is sure one funny guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that was a brief account on how the first week had came and had gone away. There is certainly much more to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends, do take care and don't let the stress gets to you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartss and lovess from Edinburgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3945273410646266396?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3945273410646266396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3945273410646266396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3945273410646266396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3945273410646266396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-loving-it.html' title='I&apos;m Loving It..'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SNYCAhuQS2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/jBRXF-IfSbw/s72-c/DSC00112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-4938498747050063654</id><published>2008-09-18T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:06:00.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 9-11 Tragedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The world has indeed suffered from a major shock about half a decade ago. Who would have guessed that the mighty United States would be struck so badly that till now there she is still so wounded. This incidence has taken away many lives. Those traveling on the planes and those working on that morning, may you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years later, it has again proven that 9-11 is such an inauspicious day to travel. My little Edinburgh adventure started off with a bang. Well, not literally though. There had been major hiccups with the first day. Even prior to departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the passengers have boarded the flight, the cabin crew announced that there was some technical problem that they have to iron out immediately. Thus, I decided to take a short nap and guessed that by the time I was awake I would already been in mid air. I just don't like the feeling of taking off. Some how I feel nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later, I woke up and was surprised that we were still at Changi. There was a good 2 hours delay! There and then, I started to worry about my connection flight to Edinburgh. Eventually, this self-fulfilling prophecy came true. The B.A. plane arrived late as expected and the terminal was super busy. It took me another 1.5 hours before I could arrive at T5 for the connection flight. It was already too late then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the good news was I was still able to catch another flight at 11am but had to make a detour to T1. At least I can still make it to Edinburgh right? Made my way there and went through the Immigration Point pretty swiftly. And when I have finally set foot on the land of Edinburgh, gosh, suprise surprise, I was told that my luggage was still stuck in Heathrow. Well, what a good beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing though is the fact that I did not have to carry my huge, enormous luggage with me to the accommodation. I did not know where exactly it was. So  when I got out of the airport, there were so many bus guides who were selling their tickets for a bus tour. I though, why not since it only cost 3 pounds. I then embarked on my bus tour. Fascinated by the mini houses with chimneys, I started snapping photos around. It was a wonderful 20 minutes ride from the airport. It made me reminisce the fabulous-o Russia trip we had earlier. Good memories =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus then stopped at the Waverly Station. And the real adventure starts! I had to find a bus station by the name of The Mound to get to the Students' Hostel that I have booked. It was hmmm... I enjoyed the scenery around! ahaha... I did have a map but somehow I was not utilizing it fully. It was kept in my bag!!! Bimbo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, eventually I made it there =) It was a decent place, no complains. Had wireless connection so I started to online and chatted with my friends and sister. In the end, it made me tear a little thinking that I am indeed on my very own now!! Time to grow up, Allie! And the fact that I did not have my luggage made it even worse! Horrible B.A.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in order to prevent the misery from getting any worse within the four walls, I decided to head out to the town. I aimlessly walked around the place and found my university! What an accomplishment! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked a little more, went to Tesco to fetch some toiletries that I need for the night and decided that I should go back to the backpackers and call it a day. The day went fine. At least I got to shower after such a long flight. It might be better with my luggage though! Definitely will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was the account for my first day here. Will soon update for the days spent here. Had been here for almost a week now. Loving it, though I need to desperately get out of my shell and make more friends.&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/6184554342083994794-4938498747050063654?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4938498747050063654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=4938498747050063654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4938498747050063654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4938498747050063654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/9-11-tragedy.html' title='The 9-11 Tragedy'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6210917777444021443</id><published>2008-09-11T02:07:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:07:31.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gems For A Lifetime</title><content type='html'>Friends come in different sizes and shapes but one thing for sure is that they are all equipped with a great, big HEART full with lovesssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can never describe how grateful I am to my bunch of friends whom I have met along my path of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my beloved &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;5b-ians&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you for meeting up for lunch and dinner despite the hectic schedule Am sure school must have been crazy and yet you guys took time off to chat and giggle and laugh together for a day. Certainly had a great time together with you guys. Am gonna bring the sweet memories of 5B there and thank you for making my 2 years in NUS bearable. I can never agree more to the line saying friends make life complete. Thank you dearssss.. Carly, Sarah, Su Yin, Suen, Syen, Yin Chau, Chubby, Chun Kit, James, John, Leo, Ryan, Wei Feng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Sue Ann and Wing Sheng as well for taking some time off to meet up for lunch. Truly appreciate your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMgRv96dHrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CG7rCw7k48k/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMgRv96dHrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CG7rCw7k48k/s320/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244461281844207282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Subway lunch together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMgQslq8yfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/87hYhJcp2T8/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiBVElgt-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZFuUfmItHYo/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiBVElgt-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZFuUfmItHYo/s320/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244583965081253858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An apple of the eye =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiB3d2simI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Gf5u1-6IBpg/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiB3d2simI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Gf5u1-6IBpg/s320/DSC00059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244584555979770466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiCWXOVVUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0Mk1tSGlgL8/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiCWXOVVUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/0Mk1tSGlgL8/s320/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244585086775809346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us, girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiGF20aQKI/AAAAAAAAALA/JArQkS8lQ2s/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiGF20aQKI/AAAAAAAAALA/JArQkS8lQ2s/s320/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244589201245749410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family away from family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;NUS Choir&lt;/span&gt;, I am sure there is nothing in this world that can ever replace you guys. We have been through the happy and rough times together. Through these ups and downs in life, we all grew closer and merged stronger bonds together. I truly cherish the times we have had. Practices, late night meetings, VV Preps, Pattaya, Russia, gossiping sessions, and all those lil moments we spent together. Indeed I am once again in love with the NUS Choir. I have never felt a stronger affection for any other societies. NUS Choir is something very special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys for the board card that filled with even much love than anything else. I totally love it! A big thank you to Adit, Adyll, Alicia, Arti, Baozhu, Chun Fang, Harris, Huai Zhi, Gabriel, Iris, Juat, Kurien, Leo, Michelle, Michelle Ho, Nadiah, Narisa, Nathalie, Nick, Pei Min, Pei Suen, Rachel, Rhoda, Seng Hong, Sheena, Shu Shan, Wooi Kuan, Xianling, Xuefang, Zhihao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, I could not fit it into my luggage =( I tried... =((( I will take pictures of it there to constantly remind myself of the love and care from each one of you! =)) Lovessss &lt;3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiE3WvqYeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZNsmd8xzcyU/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiE3WvqYeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZNsmd8xzcyU/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244587852606104034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A failed mug shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiJPpe_oqI/AAAAAAAAALY/1nMlXtXz2SY/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiJPpe_oqI/AAAAAAAAALY/1nMlXtXz2SY/s320/DSC00044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244592667999838882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loves loves hearts hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiFQmMgxvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B1p9nsQ5cxw/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiFQmMgxvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B1p9nsQ5cxw/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244588286250370802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She can never be happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiG9F2NQkI/AAAAAAAAALI/9wFUnOMHeOc/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiG9F2NQkI/AAAAAAAAALI/9wFUnOMHeOc/s320/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244590150172623426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving every single shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiIia32B9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/pE7bY9LUPyI/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMiIia32B9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/pE7bY9LUPyI/s320/DSC00039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244591890983421906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the messages rekindled all the love in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; for making this such a memorable farewell. It is not a time to mourn so no more tears!! Am sure that this is just the beginning of our many years of friendship. Would be bringing the good memories we have had together to Edinburgh. It's just for a sem. It will come by and go off swiftly, before anyone could even notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of you must take good care of yourselves and one another yeah! Love you guys heaps and I can't wait to see you guys once again. Keep in touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alisonlaifennye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6184554342083994794-6210917777444021443?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6210917777444021443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6210917777444021443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6210917777444021443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6210917777444021443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/gems-for-lifetime.html' title='Gems For A Lifetime'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SMgRv96dHrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CG7rCw7k48k/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1422463844096823571</id><published>2008-09-02T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:04:31.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me outta this misery...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let the song sing my heart out.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ipuKm9OXwb"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ipuKm9OXwb" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/demetriusbianchi23/music/EWsJ4u0-/anastacia_im_outta_love/"&gt;Im Outta Love - Anastacia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-1422463844096823571?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1422463844096823571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1422463844096823571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1422463844096823571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1422463844096823571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/09/let-me-outta-this-misery.html' title='let me outta this misery...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7211263271683246310</id><published>2008-08-31T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:22:06.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puzzled...</title><content type='html'>gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many pairs of shoes do i need to bring there??? oh no!!! hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the new pair of adidas sneakers&lt;br /&gt;2) a pair of sandals.. then again.. which pair??!!!&lt;br /&gt;3) the shocking pink heels&lt;br /&gt;4) white pointy shoes&lt;br /&gt;5) black peep-toed wedge&lt;br /&gt;6) these boots are made for walking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitsss... i am so tempted to list down more and more. MUST RESIST.. 6 is the magic number for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then another question pops in this brain... which bags should i bring then?? what about clothes?? if only i was not restricted by the baggage limit, i would have brought my entire room/wardrobe there!!! if only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it made me realise how easy packing is. deciding what needs to be packed is the major headache! well, i still have 11 more days to suffer from this headache...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-7211263271683246310?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7211263271683246310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=7211263271683246310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7211263271683246310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7211263271683246310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/08/puzzled.html' title='puzzled...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8334630737184224440</id><published>2008-08-25T08:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T08:51:32.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While all my other frens have proceeded to Year 3, I am still stuck in Year 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goshhh.. This is reallly sad!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But don't you worry, I did not fail any subjects nor was I retained back in the same year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**thank god!**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will only officially enter into Year 3 when the term starts in University of Edinburgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, these days I've been super lazy. Well, not exactly... Shopping burns calories =) It is my favourite, and the only exercise I do... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and definitely enjoying it too!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, despite the truly-enjoyable shopping trips, I still miss going to school... I miss all the stress that NUS provide.. the never-ending assignments... the endless group meetings esp for Biz modules... and yet, I hated it so much when I had the opportunities to do all these...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, this just proves the fact that human beings are never satisfied with what they have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8334630737184224440?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8334630737184224440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8334630737184224440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8334630737184224440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8334630737184224440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/08/stuck.html' title='Stuck'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6715401717866722351</id><published>2008-08-17T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:22:59.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ell dee arr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;There are so many questions and queries that are jumbled up in this soul. If only one could search for the right answers for all the uncertainties. Right now, I wish I could have a list of what-to-do-s. Had only been less than a week but it's getting fugly wugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I begin to wonder if I am the one with unreasonable demands. I wish to hear from you, but when we finally get the opportunity to talk, you always leave a moment later. Am I supposed to be satisfied with a mere 20 minutes conversation? Am I supposed to give way to all the things that you want to do? Am I supposed to be of a lower priority as compared to your new friends? I really don't know. I need time to adjust to all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Had been spending nights waiting and hoping but sometimes, everything seemed so impossible. I tried to keep my head upright and pray that things could be the way they used to be. Nevertheless, disappointment is the only crop I deserved.&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/6184554342083994794-6715401717866722351?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6715401717866722351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6715401717866722351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6715401717866722351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6715401717866722351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/08/ell-dee-arr.html' title='ell dee arr'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-2012883336286757702</id><published>2008-08-14T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:27:06.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cgxxDFm6z7"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cgxxDFm6z7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/rihanna/music/ndwAbbOF/rihanna_hate_that_i_love_you_feat_neyo/"&gt;Hate That I Love You (feat. Ne-Yo) - Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-2012883336286757702?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2012883336286757702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=2012883336286757702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2012883336286757702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2012883336286757702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/08/hate-that-i-love-you-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8397324392687155948</id><published>2008-08-12T03:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:35:54.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i.miss.you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has finally departed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;is transiting at changi right now though... which i find it rather silly as he had just travelled from singapore to kl last week to catch a flight from klia to changi. well, that was his call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmm... i shdnt be updating for him i guess... but... i guess i am now missing him pretty badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had a farewell lunch with him at 1u at this jap restaurant. can't rmb e name though... was a lil rush coz he has yet to finish packing his stuff... talk abt inefficiency! he took 2 whole days and nights to pack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our 2 yrs anni is just a couple of days away.. well, here wishing you "happy 2nd yr!" hope u like e cufflinks and e card... for i truly adore e bouquet! thanks dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmm... the days ahead certainly do pose as an obstacle for us to overcome together... frustrations are inevitable... activation of the waterworks which had never once failed me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;continents apart, with the atlantic separating us from sept onwards.... am longing to reunite with you again, dear... i hope this period wun turn us into unreasonable beings for when i am unreasonable, i tend to utter hurtful words into ur ears... keep us strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one more hour before ur wake-up call... hope i wun doze off... take care dear!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8397324392687155948?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8397324392687155948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8397324392687155948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8397324392687155948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8397324392687155948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/08/imissyou.html' title='i.miss.you'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1511289820061040130</id><published>2008-08-06T13:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:28:02.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t a k e m e a w a y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ineligible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;illegitimate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inescapable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inevitable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/V_hbcAikxO/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/V_hbcAikxO/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-1511289820061040130?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1511289820061040130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1511289820061040130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1511289820061040130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1511289820061040130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/08/t-k-e-m-e-w-y.html' title='t a k e m e a w a y'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3627872495531510257</id><published>2008-08-06T04:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:11:50.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Full of Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been treating this tummy really well. It has never utter a sound complaining it was hungry or something. Thus, an expansion sideways was inevitable. I can almost feel it now while typing away. Yesterday alone had been a wonder&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fool&lt;/span&gt; food getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the most important meal of the day, the breakfast has to rev up the body's engine early in the morning. Nothing does the job better than a bacon and egg sandwich. I am almost certain that nothing beats the smell of bacon cooking early in the morning. If I was not watching the width of my thick waist, I would have added cheese and let it melt away on top of the bacon. Heavenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was then cooked by me. I had simply stir-fried noodles with bacon, egg and some onions. Yups, this pathetic "home" only has bacon. How depressing is that?! Anyways, I actually was supposed to meet Syen during lunch, but hunger pangs struck before I left to meet her at Bugis Junction later in the day. A uber large portion and yet I still managed to gobble them all down. I have became such a glutton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived slightly earlier at Bugis Junction and decided to head straight to the STA Travel Agency. Got my flight booked and I was super relieved. Finally settled. Hmm.. and guess when will I be flying? On the freaking NINE-ELEVEN!!! Dun hijack my plane, please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling the booking, I called Syen and was told that she was at the Singtel Hello! Shop. Went there and we enquired about the phone plans that were available. Unfortunately, the phone she wanted was out of stock island-wide. Disappointed, she decided to treat herself to a meal. Since Swenson's was just opposite, we went there for lunch. She had an executive lunch set while I had a pistachio crunchy cone with passion fruit ice-cream. I think... =p Chatted with her for a good 2 hours while bitching away about those in striking orange. It's flag day =p I would really love to meet Tasha, Syen. She seems sooooooo adorrrrable and cuuuute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we embarked on our journey to Simlim and at the same time trying to prevent ourselves from being ambushed by the orangy orange peeps. First time ever in Simlim. =P I'm not exactly a very technologically inclined person. Could be deemed as an IDIOT! Yeah.. I bet Syen had so much fun laughing when I have absolutely no clue what those jargons meant. Laptop sleeves.. wrist rest... Okayss.. not exactly any new jargons to most people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pre-Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along, we then called Su Yin, who was busy flagging around the Queensway area. Met her there and she took her fellow flagger to McDs together. Seriously, I'll have to salute the girl, Xiaohui, for she only has had a bun and douhua for the entire day. It was about 4:30pm then. Gosh, just compare the amount of food I've eaten. I am such a glutton! Had fries while we continued chatting. It is just so fun to talk nonsense and laugh along. I guess Xiaohui must have freaked out coz when we talk, we really talk... me being redundant again. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time! Sis had planned earlier on to bring y2 for a farewell dinner. The four of us, Beni, y2, sis and myself went to this Thai restaurant called Patara at Swissotel The Stamford. A double date! Patara, a really fine place with beautiful engraved plates. =) We ordered two sets of Bangkok and two sets of ChiangMai. The food was served in quite a big portion. It was then completed with free flow desserts. Gosh, I am really expanding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Supper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally came back home after such a long day, we had home-cooked soup. I had boiled the soup in the morning before I left home. Some herbal soup with chicken drumstick. So yummy! The first chicken herbal soup I've ever made! Grandmama must be so proud of me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an appetite that is growing exponentially, I really believe I need to exercise! I shall play more squash back at home and go swimming whenever I can. I don't want to be FAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6184554342083994794-3627872495531510257?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3627872495531510257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3627872495531510257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3627872495531510257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3627872495531510257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/08/belly-full-of-sunshine.html' title='Belly Full of Sunshine'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7767760698739630709</id><published>2008-08-05T06:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:30:42.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a.k.a.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of the many names I have encountered with through out my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Alison Lai Fenn Ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this has to be the most common one I have seen in my entire life. It's in my birth cert, my IC, my passport, basically, my everything. When I was born, my parents actually wanted to name me Amanda. But then, my dad was skeptical about how the Malaysians would pronounce the name Amanda and thus decided to call me Alison instead. Well, daddy, I love the name Alison =)) According to the book of names, Alison means noble. YESHH.. noble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the chinese name, I should seek for some help to understand why am I called Fenn Ye. Fenn, 芬, is obviously not spelled in Pinyin and Ye, 仪, yet again not in Pinyin is pronounced as "YI" and not "YE". Okay, when they are put together as 芬仪, I have absolutely no idea what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Allie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My family has called me Allie like ever since forever. When I started kindergarten, I actually did not respond to the name Alison. I insisted that I was Allie Lai until one fine day, a teacher told me that I am  indeed, Alison. Since then, Allie has then transformed into many forms of spellings including, Ally, Ali and Alie. Well, I still love my Allie but I can't change how others would spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Alfy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.L.F.Y. My initials. I have always wanted to call my pet dog Alfy in the near future. But now... Hmm.. my choir friends have been using it extensively to call me. I guess there would be a change of heart now. It all started with Mich who accidentally took my scores during one of the practices. I have scribbled my initials onto the scores and ever since that day, everyone else started calling me Alfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think it's cool to have a puppy called Alfy. I am already imagining a Golden Retriever responding to the name Alfy. Suits it sooo well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Elephant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Gajah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Alliephant, Alliefenn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames I had since primary school. Though I have never been a significantly large girl, I was known as the elephant since young. I guess people enjoy the irony. As I grew older, I was endowed by some sense of creativity but at the same time misspelled elephant as Alliephant. It then evolved to become Alliefenn and that was then I realised I have been destined to be an elephant. It had always been in my name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, of all the names/nicknames, do I have a favourite and a least favourite? I guess I love them all. Such a politically correct answer but I really do. =)&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/6184554342083994794-7767760698739630709?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7767760698739630709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=7767760698739630709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7767760698739630709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7767760698739630709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/08/aka.html' title='a.k.a.'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-5372100298350904596</id><published>2008-07-30T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:23:08.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a Jet Plane</title><content type='html'>12th of August 2008. Matter of days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the final day of the month July. It then marks the beginning of yet another month, August. The horrifically horrific month. A month where bidding a goodbye is inevitable. A month where rainfall from the tear glands is expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just two days before the month set foot in the 2008 calendar, we had a talk. I've never actually thought that I would be able to have such a conversation with him. He had actually thought about it before. And now, since it had been spoken, he was ready to go with the flow and see how things go in the near future. There are so many uncertainties that lie ahead of us. The months apart will sure to be a test. And yet again, the heart issue is in question. The truly fickle mindset which is ruled by the weak heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly one of the most understanding guys I have ever met. May be the least sensitive but at least he tries to fathom the unfathomable. Thank you!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continents apart, miles away. Soon...&lt;br /&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/6184554342083994794-5372100298350904596?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5372100298350904596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=5372100298350904596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5372100298350904596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5372100298350904596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a Jet Plane'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7819428661529594139</id><published>2008-07-29T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:20:01.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di Persimpangan Dilema</title><content type='html'>Kian kuhampiri jalan penamat, kian deras jantungku berdetak&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah ini penghujungnya?&lt;br /&gt;Ku tidak berupaya lagi menyambung perjalanan ini&lt;br /&gt;Ku tidak mahu lagi meneka teka-teki yang mungkin tidak berpunya apa-apa jawapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini, ku menyerahkanlah segalanya kepada takdir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gosh, my Malay has gone from bad to worse... damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-7819428661529594139?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7819428661529594139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=7819428661529594139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7819428661529594139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7819428661529594139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/di-persimpangan-dilema.html' title='Di Persimpangan Dilema'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7960577696836885043</id><published>2008-07-28T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:59:05.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cold Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I start to panic right now? Start gasping and panting for air for I have yet to book my return tickets for my student exchange programme in September. I kept reassuring myself that I still have ample time to plan and settle things. Well, I guess procrastination had again had the best of me. I am now left with approximately one month to ensure things do not screw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest thing is that I am the least excited over it. Perhaps, again, age has mellowed me down. Though the sound of a rock concert still managed to unleash the hysterical me last night. I bet Suen and Leo were freaked out last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hype rushed through me when I caught a glimpse of CHRIS DAUGHTRY. Right after the Ballet Under the Stars, we were strolling down the alleys and we saw a crowd. We made our way there and when I saw HIM, I totally yelled at the top of my lungs..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, HOW I LOVE HIM!!! His AWESOME oh-so-deep voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always loved live band concerts. My first ever was the Linkin Park concert, just barely two weeks before my SPM (O-levs equivalent) Finals. I have never once pondered over this decision and if given another chance, I would, again seize it and let the headbanging session begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... a little digression. Back to the SEP. The thought of being much further away from home has pretty much taken a toll on me. I dun wish to be separated from home for such a long time. Even for now, though I am only in Singapore, I have made phone calls back home almost everyday. My phone bill is more than a hundred ringgit per month! SHHH.... should not let Daddy know about it though he is paying! Every time I feel lonely, the one thing I do is to call back home. Jee, Adrianne, Mummy, Daddy... The frequent numbers I always call. Though we might just be uttering nonsense to each others ears, I enjoyed it a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digression Number Two! Slightly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what else about SEP. I'll only be taking 3 modules when I am there as that is the workload allowed there. Only 1 Finance module and 2 other DSCs. So, when I finally come back for the next semester, schedule will be crazily hectic with at least 4 Finance modules to clear. I hope I will have the mental and physical strength to endure that! No time to burn out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I am looking forward to is the Eurotrip at the end of the year with both my elder sisters. I will be doing the planning and it is pretty much crazy. With only about 2-3 days per city and more than 8 countries to tour. Gosh, this is going to be so exciting! Our mission is to just glance through the place, visit those we want to and snap load of pics. After that, move along to the next city. A mere 2 weeks is all that we have. Well, we will try to make the most out of it I guess. Planning needs to be done soon. Booking of domestic flights, accommodation etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, better get started, Allie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You were perching on a rock by a river&lt;br /&gt;As the sun shone with all its glory&lt;br /&gt;And sweet sound of birds chirping filling the air&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, you actually felt comfortable&lt;br /&gt;But soon, a gush of ice cold water was storming in&lt;br /&gt;Relentlessly, washing away a faint hope that was there&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the hope was impossible to be built again&lt;br /&gt;For the foundation that it was established upon had been destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Just like my hope in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-7960577696836885043?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7960577696836885043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=7960577696836885043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7960577696836885043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7960577696836885043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/ice-cold-water.html' title='Ice Cold Water'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6841066896947661940</id><published>2008-07-21T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:39:28.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD</title><content type='html'>I MISS YOUs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Assam Laksa. One dose of it last week was not enough to satisfy my cravings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Grandmama's Jiu Hu Char. Stir-fried cuttle fish with lotsa veg... Yumssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Yong Tau Foo which is totally different from the ones here in Sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] A-is kacang, A-is, A-is kacang. Bila cuaca panas dan rasa dahaga... The song we learned back in primary school days.. With attap chis.. =)--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] Cendol from Taiping!!! I want tapau, daddy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Char Kway Teow... the non-sweet, non-wet good ol char kway teow from Taman Tun.. I dun mind the Jalan Batai one also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] Banana pancake. The one mum used to bring us to when we were back in Penang. There's a Maybank building somewhere near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Nando's Peri-peri Chicken with Mediterranean Rice and Chips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] TGIF's Mudpie.... Ohh.. melting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Nachos, the gooey cheese and all it glory! Dine in Chillis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] Sambal Ikan Pari Panggang... with a squeeze of lime on top... ooohlala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] Portuguese egg tarts.. with the baked egg custard and the crispy crust....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. Just the thought of these wondrous, yummy, scrumptious delicacies make me drool now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel myself expanding horizontally. Can't afford to grow sideways anymore...&lt;br /&gt;SAVE MY SOUL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-6841066896947661940?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6841066896947661940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6841066896947661940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6841066896947661940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6841066896947661940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/food-glorious-food.html' title='FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6525340216396436732</id><published>2008-07-20T08:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T11:24:39.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have Tossed the Square Hat!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Vinoth Kumar a/l Jayakumar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SIKHpCLy1II/AAAAAAAAAFw/GNBZgqQ4rMA/s1600-h/Vinoth%27s+graduation%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SIKHpCLy1II/AAAAAAAAAFw/GNBZgqQ4rMA/s320/Vinoth%27s+graduation%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224887656733922434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After three long years hustling and bustling in LSE,&lt;br /&gt;My most wonderful BFF has now come to yet another start of a journey!&lt;br /&gt;Words can never describe how proud I am of you!&lt;br /&gt;I am certain that you have gained soooo much from all these years there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new phase in life awaits&lt;br /&gt;For you will now be deemed an adult&lt;br /&gt;Tons of responsibilities ahead&lt;br /&gt;But rest assured my bestie for I have utmost faith in you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just can't wait to see you!!&lt;br /&gt;August it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Congratulations on you Graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you heappsssss...&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/6184554342083994794-6525340216396436732?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6525340216396436732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6525340216396436732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6525340216396436732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6525340216396436732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-have-tossed-square-hat.html' title='You Have Tossed the Square Hat!!!'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/SIKHpCLy1II/AAAAAAAAAFw/GNBZgqQ4rMA/s72-c/Vinoth%27s+graduation%21%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7730138699625008354</id><published>2008-07-19T08:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:10:55.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine In July, Sunshine Everywhere...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh, I never like the sun. It makes us dark and tan and DARK!!! And yet, today's the Sentosa outing with the MSL UFO3 Freshies and Oldies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine myself, shielding under the shadows of people, suffocating my skin with tons of sunblock and when the darkness falls, ahhh... I love night time=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't exactly been participating in this third University Freshmen Orientation (UFO). Well, the only one I joined was when I was a freshmen. And that was EONSSS ago. I feel old and rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons I gave to excuse myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Choir practices, which are held only on Monday and Thursday nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Preparations for the Citibank FX Challenge though we have yet to receive any email regarding our registration. Limited spaces and is on the basis of FCFS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have yet to sort out my SEP stuff. Accommodation, flight, trips around the British Isle during term time and Euro trip plans at the end of the year with my 2 sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I do not know most of the Year 2s. A valid reason I believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am comfortable being the anti-social butterfly. I am still wound up in my cocoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have not been involved in MSL since last year. So why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am running out of reasons why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Let's see how today goes. One thing for sure. I'll be DARK again.... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night had a chat with penjaja-S. There are just too many uncertainties in life. So why should we even bother taking a chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't life be much easier if we just live it as it is. Not to worry about what tomorrow might bring or ponder over what we have/have not done in the past. Dwelling over these things suffocates us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you are doing fine there =) See you virtually tonight **fingers crossed**&lt;br /&gt;Live the dream, yeah!!  lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't wait to see you!!! In a matter of days' time. Am missing you heapsssss... Come back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-7730138699625008354?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7730138699625008354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=7730138699625008354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7730138699625008354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7730138699625008354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunshine-in-july-sunshine-everywhere.html' title='Sunshine In July, Sunshine Everywhere...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-5006139435086386516</id><published>2008-07-19T00:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T01:53:29.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E, any takers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0vWsrKiM2u"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0vWsrKiM2u" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/rihanna/music/iyE9yg1f/rihanna_take_a_bow/"&gt;Take A Bow - Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna...&lt;br /&gt;One of the finest songstresses around this era. A Barbados beauty who has such amazing talent. Truly deserves to take a bow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an inspiring singer, she only hopes for the best for her fans. She has constantly reminded us to fall OUT of love. Reasons? Deceitful, untrustworthy lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2006, Rihanna stormed the music scene with her hit single &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unfaithful&lt;/span&gt;. As the title might have suggested, the song depicts a woman who cheated on her lover with another man. She had murdered him emotionally but towards the end, she was repentant and the lover took her back in his arms again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps karma does strike back occasionally. In her recent and yet another number one single, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take A Bow&lt;/span&gt;, the woman, aka Rihanna found her beau had been unfaithful to her. What goes around comes around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in conclusion, life could have been much easier without the existence of the four letter word - L-O-V-E. The root of all hurt and pain. Just get out of our lives! And we'll live happily ever after.. on our own... Alas, peace and serenity.. with a tinge of loneliness that lingers around.&lt;br /&gt;Well, one cannot have the best of both worlds I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I truly believe that things happen for a reason. Whatever the reason is, it is certainly to be something good! Look forward in l(o)ive and all that it may bring. Sometimes, we might be taken aback by l(o)ive itself coz l(o)ive is a box of chocolate. You'll never know what comes next! Cherish l(o)ive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;Dear, whatever your decision is, I will standby you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-5006139435086386516?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5006139435086386516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=5006139435086386516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5006139435086386516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5006139435086386516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/l-o-v-e-any-takers.html' title='L-O-V-E, any takers?'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-4667396429753298405</id><published>2008-07-10T12:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T11:26:29.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings In DIsguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Started off the day with slight disappointment. I wasn't able to wake up in time to go to the court with sis =( I only have but myself to be blamed. I've simply asked for it for sleeping past 4am when I was supposed to be awake by 6. Nevermind.. As Suyin has mentioned there'll be many more opportunities to come. Yupss.. am certainly looking forward to that day. Hopefully I won't be the OKT (Orang Kena Tuduh). Yups.. Believe it! The prosecuted is called OKT in legal documents! I burst out laughing when my sis told me. Maybe I had been too ignorant to this kinda things =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I decided that tonight, dinner will be cooked by me again. Pasta, onion soup, pizza and brocolli will be on the menu. So, I went down to the living room to ask my bro if he could fetch me to buy ingredients for the meal. Unfortunately, he was about to leave for a squash game with my ex-classmate. My friend has now became his squash partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperately, I called dad who was still in Sarawak to ask if I could drive down to buy the groceries and my bus ticket back to Singapore. He threw back a question to me. "Do you think you're confident enough to go on your own?" I thought for a moment. Yeah.. I have never driven all alone before. I have obtained my driver's license for almost 4 years now and I decided that why not just try. I have always wanted to drive on my own anyways. I should just seize this opportunity rite?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yupsss... I drove all the way to One U, which was a mere 10 minutes away. I took more than that I am sure. Better go slow and steady for the first time! =p As Mum has taken the SmartTag to reload cash into the card, I had no choice but to use the manual cash booth at the toll. It wasn't that hard though I have been too used to the auto SmartTag, which I don't have to do anything other than to drive through the booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when I reached the carpark, I was so reluctant to just park and go into the mall. I kept going round and round the carpark, trying to practice even more. Seems a lil silly.. =p But I had fun! After I got bored from the rounds, I parked my car, grabbed my bag, beeped the alarm and off I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strolled along the mall and made my way to the OneWorld Hotel, where the First Coach counter is located. Made my bus ticket purchase and decided to go straight to Giant. Part of it was under renovation. But am sure that they should have the items I need. True enough, so I grabbed things that I wanted, paid up and was almost ready to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking towards the outdoor carpark, I realised people were carrying umbrellas. Darn... Nevermind, I shall linger around longer. Thought of walking back to Laksa Shack and order an Assam Laksa while waiting for the rain to subside. I felt lazy.. So nevermind. Walk around Parkson then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment later, I remembered that my sweet cravings have yet to be satisfied. So I went to search for Bakerzin but found Bread Story instead. It doesn't matter I guess. So I bought 4 slices of cakes to share with Adrianne, grandmama and Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rain had finally stopped, I went to pay for the parking and walked towards the car. The paranoid me started to freak out and wondered if I did lock the car, which I evidently did remember locking. When I have found the car, I drove back happily and started singing away to Rihanna's Take A Bow. Just the right time for my current favourite song to be aired on the radio. Life is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half past twelve, I reached home and immediately messaged dad, mum and sis about it! I am home after my lil adventure =) Indeed, I feel blessed to have dad's utmost faith and trust, despite the fact that he only allowed me to drive on my own after so many years. I can't blame him. He has been overlooking the road safety issues for Shell for more than a few decades now. Him, with his high standards. I shall comply, as long as he gives me certain freedom like this =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fruitful day, a day to cherish. I just hope dinner will go as planned. I am most concerned about the pizza crust. Hope I'll get the dough just right for it! Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-4667396429753298405?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4667396429753298405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=4667396429753298405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4667396429753298405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4667396429753298405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/blessings-in-disguise.html' title='Blessings In DIsguise'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1552684913027222481</id><published>2008-07-10T00:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T18:22:03.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Confession of a Mac Dummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: not a new burger from mcdonalds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed...&lt;br /&gt;A self-proclaimed dummy...&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to this thing called MAC&lt;br /&gt;Which totally confuses me&lt;br /&gt;WIth those unnecessary interphases&lt;br /&gt;SIghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is my sis' old MAC&lt;br /&gt;Donald&lt;br /&gt;had a farm..&lt;br /&gt;E-AI-E-AI-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely laggy&lt;br /&gt;Extremely mafan&lt;br /&gt;Extremely not friendly to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shall be thankful for its presence coz the desktop was sent to be reformatted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This however has prolonged further the progress of the russian trip update...&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess there's no hurry... =) it is already super overdue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. home has been great!!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM loving every second here... even gardenning seemed so fun... despite the sun! coz there's no garden for me to play with bk in singapore... so i'll make the most out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my buffy dearest has been sucha darling too... with more tummy rubs and baths... she's just toooo adorable... though she is much taller than me when she's on two legs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been hanging out at home a lot... home sweet home... so what have i done when i'm staying indoors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooking meals for family has been the top of my list... too bad.. no choice for them.. they'll have to bear with my cooking.... hahaha... had been experimenting with the wok and pans... so how else can a family member show his/her appreciation but by stuffing his/her face with the not-so-scrumptios food... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;next stop... BAKING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching up with my john grisham has been one of the chores tooo... i've had three backlogs of john grisham since the sem started... nvr seemed to haf the time to finish them up... well.. now's the time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. so how can a homecoming be complete without couch-potato-ing sessions??? been catching up with the latest celeb gossips on enews... the music videos... some hbo/cinemax/starmovies unknown movies... some local malay comedies that my youngest sis had pestered me to watch... WIMBLEDON FINAL SHOWDOWN... gosh.. i truly respect federer for his lack of temper and tantrums... truly a very inspiring player...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tmr is sure to be an exciting day! first time to the court with sis.... gonna accompany her for legal aid trial tmr where she'll be in action!! ahahha.. i so can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly one more week before i leave for sg again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-1552684913027222481?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1552684913027222481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1552684913027222481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1552684913027222481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1552684913027222481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/07/confession-of-mac-dummy.html' title='A Confession of a Mac Dummy'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-2673763632690450358</id><published>2008-07-05T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:34:24.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History Repeating By Itself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences might have shaped the "US" today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But have we actually learned anything at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have the pasts moulded us in a way so that we might not repeat the same old mistakes again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some people just never learn it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are so much uncertainties involved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many reasons to why this is happening yet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, has it struck any soul that this is indeed inescapable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some may regard this as an excuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, we shall just wait and see... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though it is completely illegitimate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just like a typhoon in winter time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need a route out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to get hold of this thing called e-m-o-t-i-o-n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;Is love everlusting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6184554342083994794-2673763632690450358?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1596798574942014477</id><published>2008-06-26T12:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T01:45:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere Near Home</title><content type='html'>I am back.&lt;br /&gt;9 days after the most wonderful, the most enriching experiences in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;I have never gained so much in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely wanna thank all for making it happen =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The update on the Russian trip is still in progress.&lt;br /&gt;At the mean time, enjoy the song.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it'll bring some good Russian memories to those who were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves loves, hearts hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i shall not make the same mistakes that i have done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it hurts so much that i cant bare to hurt anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;suppress!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/TSCzTVoTmx"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/TSCzTVoTmx" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/TSCzTVoTmx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/TSCzTVoTmx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a 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Suyin, carly, weifeng. kailin, james, john, chunkit, sarah, yenyoong and all =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the awesome, wonderful, terrific, wondrous, marvelous, magnificent, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, superb pre-bday celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun with you gals and guys&lt;br /&gt;And my sincere apologies for ruining the surprises&lt;br /&gt;I am just a curious somebody.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also for the pretty bag&lt;br /&gt;Am loving it and it'll be on its way to Russia with me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you Su Yin, for being my darling dear, for walking me to the left, for setting up our date, for our quest in looking for the toilet, for the surprises, and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Carly, for the surprises, for the spending some time off despite the super hectic schedule, and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kai Lin, for inviting me to your one-monthsary without sueann being around, for the surprises, and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Wei Feng, for the surprises, for the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; eye-see-you&lt;/span&gt; in Swensons that made me recognise the group with the menus, and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you John, for the surprises, for the funny pics that you've snapped, for bringing laughter to the group and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Chun Kit, for the surprises, for the I-dig-into-the-menu pose, for desiring Y2, and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you James, for the surprises, for the barbecued food, for being so jamesly quiet, and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sarah, for your wishes, for barbecuing despite your busy lab work, for sharing with us and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Yen Yoong, for pretending to be asleep and the oh-so-real-snores, for trying to keep the surprises away from my knowledge, and for your company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A BIG &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3573069727651161412?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3573069727651161412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3573069727651161412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3573069727651161412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3573069727651161412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/with-love.html' title='With Love,'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6950416784059906668</id><published>2008-06-13T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:51:00.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Gluttony Strikes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally I've started packing my luggage for Russia. Mum called to remind me to bring some winter clothings there as she knows I am susceptible to cold. However, my luggage already seem as though it is going to weigh beyond 20kgs. Oh no... excess baggage even before buying souvenirs. But I guess mothers know best, so better listen. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having stayed away from home for approximately 2 years now, I have learned to adapt and to manage things by myself. Though messiness inevitably still prevails. =o I have learned to be less fussy especially when it comes to food. Food has been a huge part of me. I believe that I LIVE to EAT!! I have finally accepted the fact that since I'm in Singapore it is best that I learn how to appreciate their cuisine, which somewhat differs from that at home. According to my brother, I have acquired the Singaporean tongue, which he failed to understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever my siblings come down to visit, they will totally forbid us from going to the foodcourt. Somehow, their tongues have built up defences against the local hawker food, which to a certain extent, tastes totally different from that from home. Thus, every time they are around TCC would be the most frequented eatery.  Yummy tiramisu =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, the urge to go back home surfaced. I missed mahmah's home-cooked food. Though I have always complained every time I am back at home. And now i suffer from the consequences of complaining too much. I miss your curry.. I miss your jiu hu char.. I miss your nasi lemak.. I miss your kiamchai bui.. Good food glorious good food.. **slurps**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Instincts tell me that you have finally moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am not sure how has it affected you but one thing I can be sure of is the fact that the memories are still haunting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have tried to forget but this heart has failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Countdown to Russia: 3 days away from St Petes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/6184554342083994794-6950416784059906668?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6950416784059906668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6950416784059906668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6950416784059906668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6950416784059906668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-gluttony-strikes.html' title='When Gluttony Strikes...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3703931826187112295</id><published>2008-06-11T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:53:09.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout Day.. for the purse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a shopping spree yesterday =) Together with Nadiah, Michelle and Juatjuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was bugis with nadnad. Went to bugis village for the very first time. It was somewhat similar to the pasar malam back in Msia... Just with more clothes and clothes and clothes. Things were super cheap there and the place was overflowing with human traffic =p. Throughout our approximately 2 hours there, I only managed to buy a pair of leggings and earrings. Shall go there again some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mich came to join us a while later and we continued our journey and hopped from shop to shop. When hunger pangs hit, we went to Starbucks to get some refreshment while waiting for Juatjuat. She came a moment later and as Mich noted, looking teacher-ish with her spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some chitchat we hit the mall with makeup mission. Mich wanted to buy some necessities for Russia trip, which we have absolutely no idea in. We wondered from brand to brand just to find a suitable one. We sorta agreed on that Kanebo has the best shimmering eye shadow but it costs $55 per palate, so let's save that for a more special occasion yeah.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juat left when Weizheng came over as they have to discuss about their extension trip to the Baltic countries.. How exciting =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us then went shoes hunting. Went from URS to C&amp;amp;K to Pretty Fit and to Nose. There were so many VNC aka Vincci shoes on sale. As usual, there will not be much size 5 left. Mich was so fascinated over the $15 per pair. hehehe... She bought 2 pairs and we were done for the day. Shopping will always be exciting =) Not for the purse though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to Russia: 5 days&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When will this come to an end? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is tormenting this soul apart  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I see you there all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, though it is just a click away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is beyond reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This confusion has to go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nevertheless it lingered on for as long as this soul lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**hopefully not**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3703931826187112295?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3703931826187112295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3703931826187112295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3703931826187112295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3703931826187112295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/workout-day-for-purse.html' title='Workout Day.. for the purse'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-5304519349049067660</id><published>2008-06-10T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:13:33.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Russian Task Force has finally accomplished its task!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have printed and given out the booklets for this competition. However, during the briefing, we found out that there were some flaws in the booklet. There were mistakes on the content page as well as the language part. We have tried our best in learning a foreign language with the minimal resources we have. Nevertheless, we hope that the choir members would really cherish their booklets and the wallet-sized information book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The crescent accompanied me through out the long walk to the bus stop. There was barely anyone on the road. I was hoping that a star would shine its brightness upon my path.&lt;br /&gt;Hope remained as a hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Countdown to Russia: 6 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-5304519349049067660?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5304519349049067660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=5304519349049067660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5304519349049067660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5304519349049067660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/russian-task-force-has-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-5862773387606969948</id><published>2008-06-08T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:47:32.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The NUS Choir VP who never fails to put on a smile to brighten up the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The darling Alto grandmama who had showered us with lovesss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A dearest friend who is never stingy with her laughter and TLC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY, MICHELLE YEOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Despite all my effort in disguising all sorts of feelings, my darling dear still managed to unleash them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You are truly the one and only person who can tell what I am feeling even at times when I am unsure myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Thank you, dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;lovesss heartsss lovesss heartsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Countdown to Russia: 8 stressful days before we depart from Singapore&lt;br /&gt;To Russia with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-5862773387606969948?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5862773387606969948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=5862773387606969948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5862773387606969948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5862773387606969948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/nus-choir-vp-who-never-fails-to-put-on.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1353450994536621307</id><published>2008-06-07T07:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T08:48:53.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/b32qAFioDf"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/b32qAFioDf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ameebitch/music/jB0PE36s/princessa_i_wont_forget_you/"&gt;I wont forget you - Princessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a while now. The sun has rose and set countless times ever since that day, when the clouds suddenly turned dark and gloomy. There were times when waterworks seemed to function really well. However, the sky seemed clearer these days. Nevertheless, there are still days with dark clouds hovering above the blue sky but they will then subside and give way to the sun to beam from up above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, it is now the right time to move on for the brightly lit sky awaits to be loved and looked on with much admiration. It has always been up there, trying with all its glory to shine upon the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark cloud has found its way to a brand new place where it is showered with love and tender loving care which it truly deserved. The dark cloud has finally found a place where happiness radiates from corner to corner. It should be much happier there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mankind can only feel blessed. Everything happened for the best of them. One should not be notoriously desirous for both the bright sky and the dark cloud as a decision has been made. Be grateful for you have had both in your life. It is now only fair for the dark cloud to move on and find a new solace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Countdown to Russia: 9 days! Single digit now... **GASPINGGG**&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/6184554342083994794-1353450994536621307?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1353450994536621307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1353450994536621307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1353450994536621307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1353450994536621307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wont-forget-you-princessa-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-5560959016199873780</id><published>2008-06-06T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:53:37.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking past the dark alley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hoping that there could maybe be a glimpse of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Or perhaps a sweet voice calling for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;However, hope seemed like miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Indeed it is a calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For this soul to stop hoping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For the faint hope has embarked on its journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A journey to neverland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Countdown to Russia: 10 DAYS!&lt;/span&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/6184554342083994794-5560959016199873780?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5560959016199873780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=5560959016199873780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5560959016199873780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5560959016199873780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-was-walking-past-dark-alley-hoping.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-5028620050235820748</id><published>2008-06-05T01:19:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:56:35.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber Excited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Competition in Russia is just 11 days away.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; yet it is certainly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;nerve-wrecking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been working with my dearest Russian Task Force on the pre-departure booklet.. together with mich, juat2 and sheena, the RTF is totally awesome.. =) We worked till wee hours and shared a common passion for food.. Had my first taste of Chomp Chomp together with my dearests... Not bad after all =) Tastes pretty good indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I still wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How have you been despite the fact that I should no longer feel that way anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have lost the courage to confront nor do I have any more dignity to pursue on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Perhaps it's a goodbye... FOREVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-5028620050235820748?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5028620050235820748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=5028620050235820748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5028620050235820748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5028620050235820748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/uber-excited.html' title='Uber Excited'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1052467674374041277</id><published>2008-06-01T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:12:28.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons Why I Love the Month of June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) The utility of brain equals to zero which means there will be little /no brain activities at all... I can roam freely without using the almost non-existence brain of mine.. YAY!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Summer =) but i dread going out sun tanning anyways... but sun is good... gives us warmth, source of Vitamin D.. yadayadayada.. So soon enough some ppl will be darker than me!!! =) really looking forward to this... =) PPL... GO AND BASK IN THE GLORY OF THE SUN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Competition in Russia seems exciting yet there's an intense feeling of stress... 2nd competition abroad with the NUS Choir... am certainly looking forward to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) SHOPPING SPREEEEE... the GSS has started.. but havent really bought much yet... a pair of wedge, a pair of shorts, 2 necklaces and a tube top.. gonna hunt for MOREEEE.. it's really gonna be a shop-till-i'm-broke period... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Grandmama's bday... SOON.. wonder what i shd get for u.... more stressss.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Turning 22 one day after grandmama's bday... but... wun be celebrating w family for the 1st time.... *sobsob* gosh...i still wanna wear my key pendant.. **heartssss e pendant**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Perhaps it's also time for a half-a-year-resolution... since i din make any new year's resolution... but wait till i can think of something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) July is jz a matter of days away frm June... am looking forward to holidaying w gaya viviv bart... =) finally we'll meet after so many yearsssss... okay.. jz 1++ yrs but seemed like millenniums...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-1052467674374041277?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1052467674374041277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1052467674374041277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1052467674374041277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1052467674374041277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/06/reasons-why-i-love-month-of-june.html' title='Reasons Why I Love the Month of June'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3702242296287025672</id><published>2008-05-31T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:57:51.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The volatility has finally ceased. However, does it imply good news? I do wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In options, volatility with higher standard deviations actually adds value to the option, be it a put or call option. The Black-Scholes Pricing Model had favoured volatility. So do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, reality failed to have paved its path for me to believe in you, volatility. You have abandoned me and carry on with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear volatility... come back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3702242296287025672?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3702242296287025672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3702242296287025672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3702242296287025672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3702242296287025672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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PREPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some may be wondering why the hell am i still on this island... well, i've committed myself into a choir competition in russia with the NUS Choir... thus i have to stay on in Sg for practices.. thus far, the practices have yet to be awesome.. we'll sure to achieve one MAGNIFICENT one before we depart... the flight of the butterflies... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty proccupied with some paperwork for the choir as well... the russian booklet force is creating a simply fantastic booklet for all choir members... trying our v best to squeeze in all relevant and interesting information for all of us while we're there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;TO SCOTLAND WITH LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing to worry is the SEP preparation... till now i've yet to get my accommodation and flight settled... well.... i shd be only flying there in Sept thus i believe i still have time to get things done... certainly hope things wud be a-o-kay... **fingers crossed**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;D-DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results will be released in a couple of days' time.. no expectations this time around... well.. the fact that NUS is here to slaughter the students certainly isnt a confidence booster... just pray for the best then.. all the best to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;THIRD UBIN TRIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great place for outdoors... great sun which i shy away from coz im dark enough... slathered on layers and layers of sunblock... yet... im still tanned from yesterday's outing... it was fun though.. went with 5 other frens and we cycled around the island... conquered the sloppy and rocky cycling trails... which was totally funnn!!! body's slightly aching now... which proves how long it has been since i last worked out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DREAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the first time though.. the last time we had spoken to each other was centuries ago... yet i dreamed about you... how weird is that? i dun even know what's happening in your life anymore... perhaps we can now communicate through dreams? riteee... in my dreams we weren't even talking to each other... enuf abt this weird and randomness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;may god bless the victims of the recent Nargis and Sichuan catastrophes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... guess that's all for now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovessssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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**'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7450986248018908821</id><published>2008-05-06T23:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:18:23.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nJkjeJ825h"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nJkjeJ825h" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KENANGAN TERINDAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Aku yang lemah tanpamu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Aku yang rentan karena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;cinta yang tlah hilang darimu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;yang mampu menyanjungku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Selama mata terbuka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sampai jantung tak berdetak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;selama itu pun  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;aku mampu tuk mengenangmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Darimu, kutemukan hidupku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Bagiku, engkau lah cinta sejati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Bila yang tertulis untukku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Adalah yang terbaik untukmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kan kujadikan kau kenangan  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yang terindah dalam hidupku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Namun takkan mudah bagiku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Meninggalkan jejak hidupku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yang telah terukir abadi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sebagai kenangan yang terindah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Bila yang tertulis untukku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Adalah yang terbaik untukmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Kan kujadikan kau kenangan  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yang terindah dalam hidupku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Namun takkan mudah bagiku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Meninggalkan jejak hidupku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yang telah terukir abadi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sebagai kenangan yang terindah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nJkjeJ825h"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nJkjeJ825h"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;This is so not right&lt;br /&gt;It's a feeling that I can't suppress&lt;br /&gt;It prevails though I have tried my best to conceal it&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I've hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I know even thousands of apologies will never suffice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-7450986248018908821?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7450986248018908821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6804067382787878551</id><published>2008-03-26T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T10:04:29.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-muVmTJMXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JB40OA4WLv4/s1600-h/mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-muVmTJMXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JB40OA4WLv4/s320/mum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181864532347793778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was brought into life 52 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A real joy to the family as her laughter is certainly contagious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great one this year and hope you like your pressie =)&lt;br /&gt;I know you will!  hehhe.. who wouldn't?&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/6184554342083994794-6804067382787878551?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6804067382787878551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6804067382787878551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8906495420884239989</id><published>2008-03-25T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:00:45.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Groceries Shopping List: As Defined by Alison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Headed to the nearby super mart after my assignment meeting this evening. As I was strolling along the alleys in the mart, i tried to keep myself busy by listing down what i should buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sis had reminded me to stock up Vitagen at home. We have been ardent fans of Vitagen since young.. once a vitagenite, always a vitagenite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Eggs are definitely on the list. One of the MUST-HAVEs at home.. at least for me... I simply can't imagine life eggless... Misery awaits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Next on the list was some snacks and biscuits to accompany me through the sleepless nights and to satisfy my greediness. Such a glutton... Well, that's just me =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Then I walked past the lane with breakfast bars. i guess i should stock-up some of these as they've been really good companies. I've been surviving on breakfast bars this couple of weeks. It just seemed impossible for me to wake up early enough to actually eat a proper breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was still something that was missing from the list. As I was walking towards the exit, I felt as though the grocery shopping was still incomplete. Thus i hung around the place for a short while more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked past URS, I finally realised what was missing.. A PAIR OF SANDALS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) So I entered the shop and searched for that one perfect pair... It was the same one as Jee's though.. diff colour... =p So I bought the pair and was soon satisfied with my purchases =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Something to ponder over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I used to believe that things happen for a reason. There must be a good justification to why it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;has to be that way and not the other way round. He has certainly laid out a plan for us and I'm sure He wants only what's best for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, lately, it dawned to me that perhaps, may not be the case... Many events in life could have been purely coincidences.. Perhaps it was also one of the coincidences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heart wins&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8906495420884239989?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8906495420884239989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8906495420884239989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8906495420884239989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8906495420884239989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/03/groceries-shopping-list-as-defined-by.html' title='Groceries Shopping List: As Defined by Alison'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8942995597615682</id><published>2008-03-23T14:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T18:59:25.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotion leads to confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;was trying to find some justification to the abovementioned statement..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is there any element of truth to it? or perhaps it's just ourselves... we confuse ourselves.. but aren't we beings with emotions?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm.. this is rather confusing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we are almost always engulfed by emotions... at least it's true for me... =p but what are emotions?? why do we feel such ways though we've prohibited ourselves to that sort of feeling... well, it's just beyond our controls....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;would things be crystal clear to us when we actually speak about it? however, sometimes we just do not have the liberty to even ask about certain matter, yet it bothers us the most.... and it all boils down to emotion again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yupppp.... it's you emotion... the culprit to everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;even if we're apart, you'll always be inside my &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what friends are for~*&lt;br /&gt;i want sushi now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8942995597615682?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8942995597615682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8942995597615682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8942995597615682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8942995597615682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/03/emotion-leads-to-confusion.html' title='emotion leads to confusion'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-758160783403698084</id><published>2008-03-18T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:08:54.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008! ... 3 months later....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm... this blog has been dead for several months now... i guess it's time for a CPR..... well... we shall see how long it can be sustained then.. no guarantees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well jz some updates.... actually.. i dun think it's necessary... a couple of words wud sum up my past 3 mths here in nus.... CRAZILY HECTIC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how pathetic rite? i have practically no life... and hmm.. i missed shopping... only had a chance to go out w sis last weekend... and enjoy while she splurges on her fave christian dior while assigning chanel to mum..... ***drools** i wish i cud haf e capacity to do so too... can't wait till i work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... the madness of march has yet to cease... i guess i shd be going off to submit myself to the endless assignments... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: was hoping i'm wrong, but sumtimes instincts do tell me that things are heading towards that direction... as much as i wish to steer away.. i simply cudnt do so... i'm not the captain onboard nor is it my ship... whatever the outcome is, i shall give you my blessings... **always close to the &lt;3**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-758160783403698084?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/758160783403698084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=758160783403698084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/758160783403698084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/758160783403698084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-2008-3-months-later.html' title='Happy 2008! ... 3 months later....'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-9017870872513834706</id><published>2007-12-03T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T05:07:02.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: webdings;"&gt;i dunno how to be me anymore... she seemed to be a nobody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-9017870872513834706?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/9017870872513834706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/9017870872513834706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dunno-how-to-be-me-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7993454158003444894</id><published>2007-12-02T03:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:29:45.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dignity - 1&lt;br /&gt;so much for your alter ego!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-7993454158003444894?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7993454158003444894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=7993454158003444894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7993454158003444894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7993454158003444894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/12/dignity-1-so-much-for-your-alter-ego.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6095885708996866537</id><published>2007-12-01T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:32:55.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Start to the Yuletide Season..</title><content type='html'>The first day of the month!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be jolly happy when December comes. Used to be looking forward to the countless shopping trips with my sisters and mum.. the turkey that we were to savour.. the reunion dinner in grandma's place... receiving pressies was also top in the list of coz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, everything seems so... dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a killer exam this morning, the very first thing in the morning! I feel... hmm.. almost nothing now.. tired of crying coz crying aint gonna do me any good... perhaps the tears are now flowing inside instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another paper to look forward to.. or not.... sighh... a lot of readings to do... 3 more webcasts to watch... well.. there's still some time left... i shall procrastinate a lil longer.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a conversation with a fren about smiling.. does a small gesture such as smiling bring such a huge impact to one's life? Maybe.... Who knows what a smile can do.. Thou shall not underestimate the power of a smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being the one who has to initiate the smile countless times is really tiring. Sometimes it makes one ponder whether is it worthwhile. To actually initiate it all the time. When one gets tired, one should move on and learn to laugh instead of smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... gotta start this damn module now.. all the best to those with exams nx week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: dreams dun come true, rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-6095885708996866537?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6095885708996866537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6095885708996866537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6095885708996866537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6095885708996866537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-start-to-yuletide-season.html' title='What a Start to the Yuletide Season..'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-641530438663839519</id><published>2007-11-22T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T20:06:45.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired and weary of.. me...</title><content type='html'>1st paper tmr... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel numb sumhow... im sick of e endless rants frm myself abt how badly ill do coz it is now a known fact... why not jz live with it and .. i dunno... mebbe ill learn how to accept failure 1st then only deal w it later... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything jz doesnt seem rite at tis pt in time... hope has indeed given up on me.. it has decided that perhaps it shd move on and find some1 who is worthy of it... im still waiting for it and was a lil too late to notice that it has grown tired of me...&lt;br /&gt;will you ever return? i highly doubt so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am now a hopelessly hopeless soul....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-641530438663839519?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/641530438663839519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=641530438663839519' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/641530438663839519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/641530438663839519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/tired-and-weary-of-me.html' title='tired and weary of.. me...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-4325680225346579189</id><published>2007-11-16T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T20:08:22.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Confidence Booster?</title><content type='html'>I feel hopeless... there're way toooo many things that i'm unable to achieve... everything seems so out of grasp.... beyond my control..... &lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall try something that's within my powers.... Inspired by a friend's determination to lose weight.. i shall try if it works for me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission: Lose Some Weight!!!&lt;br /&gt;But with an appetite that's hitting its puberty... i guess it's rather difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... shd change the mission instead... to gain weight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-4325680225346579189?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4325680225346579189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=4325680225346579189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4325680225346579189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4325680225346579189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/confidence-booster.html' title='A Confidence Booster?'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8982208519481982184</id><published>2007-11-08T08:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T08:41:01.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Squash...</title><content type='html'>I miss those times when we cuddle each other especially in times when everything seems so wrong. You had always been the one who listens to me, the one whom my anger were let off upon. Why can't you always be here for me? In times of need as such, I really wish you could be here. I need you my dear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to spend so much time together. It was all good. Though I may not be really good with you, but I enjoyed your company. You had been the one who accompanied me through the loud and heavy thunderstorm, that have frightened me all this while. You gave me hope to carry on. The strength and faith that everything's gonna be okay again. The sight of the ball bouncing back to you in great determination had always inspired me that things will bounce back to the way it used to be, perhaps better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now... I truly miss those times with you squashy.. The good ol' times when you were my comfort when I am feeling low. You made me feel elated even when the worst things happen. You enabled me to at least be in charge on the court. To make me feel that I am worthy of at least something great, which is you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my racquet, I miss my balls... I can't even remember the last time I held you all in my arms... I am not sure if I could recognise you anymore. You were once my close friend, but though distance had made my heart fonder, nevertheless it caused me to lose the familiarity with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back to see you, hopefully there'll be enough time for us... I want to know you better again... At least for now =)&lt;br /&gt;Please wait for me, my dearest... I need you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8982208519481982184?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8982208519481982184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8982208519481982184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8982208519481982184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8982208519481982184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-squash.html' title='Dear Squash...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-2280598292723297569</id><published>2007-11-07T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:12:41.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st Song I've Downloaded..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;autoPlay=no&amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/1022d86c-89ce-4000-b601-4c33e0a6ee2b&amp;theName=Jim Brickman - Simple Things - 13 - It Must Be You&amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=1022d86c-89ce-4000-b601-4c33e0a6ee2b"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/1022d86c-89ce-4000-b601-4c33e0a6ee2b/Jim-Brickman---Simple-Things---13---It-Must-Be-You/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;cid=player_dna&amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-2280598292723297569?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2280598292723297569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=2280598292723297569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2280598292723297569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2280598292723297569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/get-this-widget-track-details-esnips.html' title='The 1st Song I&apos;ve Downloaded..'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8401486585326668941</id><published>2007-11-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:22:29.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2??</title><content type='html'>Persistence my foot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Just the second day, and the chain was broken... haha... you simply cant resist right? I knew it from the very beginning. I promised to try to refrain from it for at least a month. however, just the second day in, it started again, naturally. Though it was less excessive than before, i could not believe how undetermined i am. Hahaha.. But the fact that it wasn't lopsided made me even more ecstatic=)&lt;br /&gt;The journey lies in front for us to explore... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8401486585326668941?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8401486585326668941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8401486585326668941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8401486585326668941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8401486585326668941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-2.html' title='Day 2??'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-754238879756203542</id><published>2007-11-06T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:14:46.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>A long struggle is finally over. However, did you notice that it was just the very beginning of the many days to come? Just one day alone was torturing enough. You were tormented. How can you possibly go on with these hurt and detriment that lie ahead of you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what you are going through. It's a tough time indeed, but you will pull it through. Be strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-754238879756203542?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/754238879756203542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=754238879756203542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/754238879756203542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/754238879756203542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-503189113007963885</id><published>2007-11-05T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:04:43.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tada*~</title><content type='html'>Refrain dear... refrain...&lt;br /&gt;Though the heart yearns so much more...&lt;br /&gt;It's for the benefits for all..&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta persist... do not deviate from what you ought to do...&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up and gotta stay strong...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-503189113007963885?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/503189113007963885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=503189113007963885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/503189113007963885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/503189113007963885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/tada.html' title='tada*~'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-4118506884053014872</id><published>2007-11-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:25:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-alison-</title><content type='html'>Alison is a given name for a female. It was originally a medieval Norman nickname for Alice, meaning "noble type." Also from the Irish name, Iseult. Variations include Allison, Allyson, Alysson, Alyson, Alisson, and Alicyn, with nicknames Allie, Ali, and Ally. It also has separate roots as a family name, in which case when used as a given name is traditionally masculine, and is of disputed meaning.[1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is first recorded in Scotland in the 12th century. It was popular until the early 19th century and, spelled Allison, was the 45th most common name given to baby girls in the United States in 2005 (Allyson was #253; Alison, #259; Alyson, #468; Allie, #256; Ally, #656; and Alice, #414).[2] In 1990 in the United States, Allison was the 228th most popular name for women of all ages; Alison was #347, Allyson, #775; Alyson, #981; Allie, #764; Ali, #2434; and Alice, #51.[3] Alison in any spelling didn't enter the top 100 baby names in 2005 in England and Wales, but Alice did come in at #44.[4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison last entered the top 1000 baby names for males in the United States in the 1920s, when it ranked #851.[5] In the 1910s it ranked #825,[6] and in the first decade of the 20th century, it ranked #941.[7]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-4118506884053014872?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4118506884053014872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=4118506884053014872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4118506884053014872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4118506884053014872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/alison.html' title='-alison-'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1867662612015024525</id><published>2007-11-03T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T06:00:27.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Shopping..</title><content type='html'>I have found the right one to buy. However, it was out of stock...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-1867662612015024525?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1867662612015024525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1867662612015024525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1867662612015024525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1867662612015024525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/shopping.html' title='Gone Shopping..'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1657688096431739784</id><published>2007-11-01T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:47:20.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things I Hate About You</title><content type='html'>I hate the way you speak, coz you sound like a total immature small kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you kept your room, coz it seems to be so messy all the time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you sleep, coz you seem to be sleepy all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you treat others, coz you dun seem to express yourself enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you look at things, coz you never seem to pick up the smallest but most crucial details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you procrastinate, coz you never seem to have the time to do everything else then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you prioritise, coz you never see how important the important things are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way your mind seems so fickle, coz you can never make up your mind and cause misery not only to yourself but to others around you as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you seem so pessimistic, coz you can never look at the bright sides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, I hate you, Alison Lai for being who you are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-1657688096431739784?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1657688096431739784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1657688096431739784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1657688096431739784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1657688096431739784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/11/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 things I Hate About You'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-8758188991256808801</id><published>2007-10-26T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T16:51:35.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Things Get Any Worse?</title><content type='html'>As I have promised earlier on, here comes the updates on my miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd semester in NUS is almost coming to an end. It is now the 10th week, with 3 more weeks to go before my doom's day comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel pretty numb. I know for the fact that there is nothing much that I can do. I can't hide from the reality that this semester alone will pull my CAP down beyond my imagination. All my hard work last semester will be gone to waste. Why bother anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm totally weak. When something bad strikes, all I do is to curl up in my room and let tears take over me. I have never experienced such a thing before coming to NUS.  I'm not sure if this will have bad implications in my life. One thing for sure is that my confidence level has diminished to almost non-existence...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-8758188991256808801?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/8758188991256808801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=8758188991256808801' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8758188991256808801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/8758188991256808801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-things-get-any-worse.html' title='Can Things Get Any Worse?'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6597825041556440959</id><published>2007-10-06T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T20:49:10.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AKAN DATANG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-6597825041556440959?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6597825041556440959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6597825041556440959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6597825041556440959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6597825041556440959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/10/akan-datang.html' title=''/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3839390235339975034</id><published>2007-06-09T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T19:18:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Examination Hall: MPSH 2A</title><content type='html'>suyin and carly's influence... =) thought of making one of my own tooo =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/529556"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/529556/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3839390235339975034?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3839390235339975034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3839390235339975034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3839390235339975034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3839390235339975034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/06/examination-hall-mpsh-2a.html' title='Examination Hall: MPSH 2A'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6403566536824686820</id><published>2007-06-08T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T20:59:01.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What took you so long??</title><content type='html'>It may seem to be a norm for most people, but for me, it is indeed an accomplishment. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, I was so reluctant to get out of my comfort zone and try to combat boredom. I was afraid. Afraid that it might get the better of me. I refuse to let it conquer my life and ruin everything that I already planned ahead. Addiction was the last thing I ever wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, everything changed when one gets lonely. Loneliness was the best teacher to me. I was taught that it is best to make the most out of the least (in this case the much) time that we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this period of loneliness I learned to equipped myself a skill that every student abroad should possess. It is the most vital key to survival! I was glad I have gained at least something this time around. I felt more fulfilled as my free time did not go to waste and flow down the stream into the wide and vast ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now declare that all of us should give tv series/movies streaming a try.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tv-links.co.uk/ is a must-visit site. It accompanied me during my darkest hour. A friend in need is a friend indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This late bloomer just recently realised how wonderful is this website. Thus, she decided to show her gratitude towards this marvellous creation which had been there all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First date of streaming : June 5th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;First drama streamed : Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This date is a memorable one for me, a historical date. One day, when I am all wrinkly and old, I shall stroll down the memory lane and be thankful for the great deeds it served me. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you tv-links. I shall keep you in sight forever and ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-6403566536824686820?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6403566536824686820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6403566536824686820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6403566536824686820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6403566536824686820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-took-you-so-long-alison.html' title='What took you so long??'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-2306747048690069143</id><published>2007-06-03T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T17:48:15.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iheartyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.ZangyGraphics.com/picture.php?c=iloveyou&amp;n=56&gt;&lt;img src=http://ZangyGraphics.com/iloveyou/pic77.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-2306747048690069143?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2306747048690069143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=2306747048690069143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2306747048690069143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2306747048690069143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/06/iheartyou.html' title='iheartyou'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-4750906869609145513</id><published>2007-06-03T07:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T07:42:14.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery Begins...</title><content type='html'>Bk in NUS after less than a mth of holiday... Well... everything doesnt seem to be sailing smooth for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with the grueling bus ride of 6 hours... The traffic was pretty heavy... There was an accident on the opposite lane... I hope noone was seriously injured though....&lt;br /&gt;During the journey.. there was a young toddler who can never seem to keep her mouth shut.. She was soooo annoying... When i was about to doze off, she yelled at the top of her small tiny lungs! Grrrr.... brat!!!! On top of that her two parents are soooooooooooo unreasonable and they too spoke as though they were quarrelling... It really frustrates me coz i dun get to sleep much.... How can one fall asleep in such condition....??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at around 7 plus pee am, I finally reached PGP.. my so-called home... The first thing that struck me when i stepped my foot on the sacred (not) land was " Gosh, I am going to stay here for another 3 yrs...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went up to the room that i had been an occupant for the past one academic yr jz to find out that the room was pitch black... The place was completely black-out.... only my room though... How fortunate.... Tired from dragging my luggage, I had no choice but to then drag my feet to FCC (Fire Command Centre) to lodge a report... Was told to go bk to my room as an officer will be sent to my place soon...&lt;br /&gt;I din have to wait long, the fella came a few moments later... the i-dunno-what-is-it-called thing actually tripped.... So the problem was fixed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the 2nd day in PGP... I really wonder what else could get wrong... Sighhh....Let's jz start praying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-4750906869609145513?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4750906869609145513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=4750906869609145513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4750906869609145513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4750906869609145513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/06/misery-begins.html' title='Misery Begins...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-5940706361383937355</id><published>2007-04-30T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T13:13:34.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>hmmm..... 4 down... one more to go.....&lt;br /&gt;i can now heave a heavy heavy sighhhh..... the paper that i thought i would flunk with flying horses is finally OVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know for the fact that i didnt do that well.... but at least... it was doable.... there wasnt any empty space..... gossh....i actually hated IT that much..... still do... it didnt change that fact... however... whateva the outcome is... i still thank god for guiding me thru.... thanks to anand as well... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT.... it was a really tough module for me to cope..... i had spent hrs doing simple tutorials that could've been solved in minutes..... yeah.... me admit that me is indeed a slow learner.... esp when it comes to technology..... probably it was bcoz i am indeed very comfortable being an IT illiterate..... resting on my laurels as ppl wud say it... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly me bk home..... i jz wanna be at home now.... singing with jee.... bullying mahmah....&lt;br /&gt;being silly with adrianne... rub buffy's tummy.... [note: read me lips --&gt;buffy is a dog...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO..... i still have stats on thurs..... dat reminds me..... off i go then.... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-5940706361383937355?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5940706361383937355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=5940706361383937355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5940706361383937355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/5940706361383937355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/04/damn-it.html' title='Damn IT!!!!'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3157975865066984726</id><published>2007-04-24T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T08:26:06.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dummy's Exam Day 1</title><content type='html'>My very first paper today..... I guess I'll be really screwed if the questions do not come out as what the lecturer had hinted..... I'm relying 99.99% on her tips....&lt;br /&gt;I thought she'll be reliable as she's both the teacher and the one who set the exam questions.....&lt;br /&gt;But then again.... there's always a "what if"..... life is always full of uncertainties.... why can't we just eliminate them??&lt;br /&gt;I guess if we really did... then life is just a mundane routine....&lt;br /&gt;kk.... off i go..... =) shd be =( i think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3157975865066984726?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3157975865066984726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3157975865066984726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3157975865066984726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3157975865066984726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/04/dummys-exam-day-1.html' title='Dummy&apos;s Exam Day 1'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-573820108123041146</id><published>2007-04-22T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T15:52:28.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Would you give up a loved one for the sake of your friend's happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you think you are being a real gentleman by not competing fair and square?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;What about the person that you love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you think  you are being fair to her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Does she deserved to be treated this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you think she'd even be happy with the other person that she might not love as much as she loved you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... well it's a question for all to ponder... Sometimes it is beyond our strength and might to care for others happiness and well being.... How can you even care for others as much when you yourself have heapppssssssssssssss to worry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's a gentle reminder, always try to be prudent. Don't ever let regrets haunt you!! Coz once it's gone, it's gone forever for an eternity.... Thus, seize every opportunity that comes along the way... This applies to every aspects in life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-573820108123041146?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/573820108123041146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=573820108123041146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/573820108123041146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/573820108123041146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-anyone.html' title='LOVE anyone?'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-3344195398513365549</id><published>2007-02-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T19:21:12.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is FUN!!!</title><content type='html'>I jz registered into the NUS Choir forum this morning... due to some unfortunate circumstances.. I registered into the forum a semester later... okie...okie... i actually "misplaced" my user id as well as my password....=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... there's this 3-word-game that i found interesting... there're 500 over replies to that topic itself.... it is really interesting.... We started bombarding each other in the post by making out stories....well.. u've gotta check it out on your own... it's beyond comprehensible if i explain in words... so come ppl.... join the NUS Choir.... where you can express yourself in rhythm... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-3344195398513365549?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3344195398513365549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=3344195398513365549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3344195398513365549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/3344195398513365549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-fun.html' title='This is FUN!!!'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6597815020057435336</id><published>2007-02-06T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T13:12:33.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very First Calligraphy</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered how a calligraphy from me... &lt;yes... me="" alison="" lai="" fenn="" ye=""&gt;(YES... ME.. alison lai fenn ye!!!!!) would look like??&lt;br /&gt;well... here's a chance... ur one and only chance to view my master piece... OR NOT...=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/yes...&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RcgMGhxFePI/AAAAAAAAACE/O2ddWKGTK38/s1600-h/06-02-07_1250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RcgMGhxFePI/AAAAAAAAACE/O2ddWKGTK38/s320/06-02-07_1250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028282290242156786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;yes... me="" alison="" lai="" fenn="" ye=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/yes...&gt;First attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a failure... as u can see here... the word was totally out of proportion.... well.. judge on ur own.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RcgM7BxFeQI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ccvwl4yaj_Y/s1600-h/06-02-07_1251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RcgM7BxFeQI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ccvwl4yaj_Y/s320/06-02-07_1251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028283192185288962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second attempt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. it's not totally mind-blowing... but at least there's a lil inprovement compared to the previous one... =) i'm not that proud of it either...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-6597815020057435336?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6597815020057435336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6597815020057435336' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6597815020057435336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6597815020057435336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-very-first-calligraphy.html' title='My Very First Calligraphy'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RcgMGhxFePI/AAAAAAAAACE/O2ddWKGTK38/s72-c/06-02-07_1250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-2618555143895040138</id><published>2007-02-05T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:08:56.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Streak of Misfortune....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Omigosh... am I going to be late for class AGAIN??!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The alarmS have been snoozing for the past half an hour... I suddenly felt my phone vibrating and hence i answered the call.. It was 7 am for heaven's sake... who wud actually ring me up at that hour... Reluctantly, i uttered a "Hello".... Indeed i was rather surprise to hear a familiar voice at the other end of the line... it was &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;GAYA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;!!! me is missing u heapsss gal.. =( She told me about her plan on coming to Spore next week... and SARVIN will be coming as well... gosh.. i havent seen this woman for almost 2 yrs!!! I thought i was really fortunate coz i wont be late for class as i thought i wud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 8am class is certainly not my fave... but whom can i blame other than myself?? i really thought the morning classes wud be my cup of tea as 8am classes had been a norm for me back then...&lt;br /&gt;So i dragged myself to the Chinese class... it was pretty fun... i painted a calligraphy... =p yes.. i do mean PAINT literally... hehe... then when it was time to leave… I totally forgot about my bottle.. I had left it on the floor… as I was rushing for stats class…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yet again… I thought I might be late… I really need a better time management.. =p surpisingly… I was kinda early… I took a seat and took out my pencil case from my bag.. I opened the zip just to find the cover of my stapler to be detached from the stapler itself. Hence, I tried to push the cover back to where it once belonged… w/o me realizing I actually pressed a lil too hard and the staple was punched into my finger… My heart yelled in pain… I nvr expected myself to do such a WONDERFUL thing to myself… the pain was beyond bearable… I held back the tears… I’m now a big girl… thus I must not cry in public… it was bleeding and I pressed on a sheet of tissue on the tiny lil wound… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The third.. (and I hope it was the last for the day...)  thing that happened was that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;computers in the computer lab (duh!) kinda gave up on me… i saved my IT tutorial work under ivle and therefore I need to log on in order to retrieve my files…. However, the computers had no signal… I was sooo lost in class.. and hell yes!! I needed my answers… it was the computer lab for heaven’s sake.. how are we supposed to learn IT w/o the computers working??!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh… there goes my Monday… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-2618555143895040138?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/2618555143895040138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=2618555143895040138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2618555143895040138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/2618555143895040138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/streak-of-misfortune.html' title='A Streak of Misfortune....'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-7571463917735055837</id><published>2007-02-04T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:25:47.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend?? I Don't Need You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't you encounter with times when you suddenly realise that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;isn't a friend after all..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How can one possibly consider this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;deceitful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;obnoxious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;person as friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Perhaps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;decided to befriend you for some god-knows-what the reasons are.... I jz fail to understand how the heart of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;works.... perhaps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;is just simply&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;heartless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;doesn't even deserve the title and privelege to be a friend at all.. a friend will definitely not treat you the way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what am i doing here wasting time writing about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this friend&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there are many more other friends that i should spend more time for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS WRONG ABOUT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-7571463917735055837?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7571463917735055837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=7571463917735055837' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7571463917735055837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/7571463917735055837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/friend-i-dont-need-you.html' title='A Friend?? I Don&apos;t Need You...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-4767606166718924388</id><published>2007-01-19T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:26:38.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>While You Were Sleeping...</title><content type='html'>We need sleep. FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;Even those nocturnals need sleep as well... Sleep is essential as it is the time whereby we rest our bodies as well as to recharge ourselves...getting sufficient sleep ensures that we are totally energised... However.. these days.. many would want more than just a good 8-hour sleep... We want naps throughout the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have u ever wondered what might happen to you while you are resting.... well.. let me enlighten you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly... YOU SLEEP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... HEHEHE (evil laughter!!)&lt;br /&gt;Well... ppl say that picture tells a thousand words.... So let us analyse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RbBfKeSwikI/AAAAAAAAABg/lZv5K2ofo64/s1600-h/07-12-06_1603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 220px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RbBfKeSwikI/AAAAAAAAABg/lZv5K2ofo64/s320/07-12-06_1603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021618218053175874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ms X&lt;/span&gt;-i better not reveal her name ..otherwise i'll get a kick in the ass- looks rather tired here... With her palm covering her face.. It looks as though she is frustrated over some matters.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i guess it's the long grueling bus ride... =p&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough she was tired... She still looks photogenic in this picture... Just tell me who would look or rather pose like this when he/she is sleeping?? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RbBgkeSwilI/AAAAAAAAABo/xfOhoZ95FNY/s1600-h/06-01-07_1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 223px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RbBgkeSwilI/AAAAAAAAABo/xfOhoZ95FNY/s320/06-01-07_1508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021619764241402450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup... Ms X yet again.... Can you picture how tired (again) she was... Even when someone aka me and another accomplice labelled her.. She was still sooo soundly asleep... ok... she doesn't snore.. =p&lt;br /&gt;This is indeed a priceless master piece!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RbBhneSwimI/AAAAAAAAABw/fuqtZ2JPpOg/s1600-h/31-10-06_1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RbBhneSwimI/AAAAAAAAABw/fuqtZ2JPpOg/s320/31-10-06_1519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021620915292637794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mr. TKJ&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand was caught sleeping during a WONDERFUL lecture... While Mr M was busy paying attention in class... Mr TKJ dozed off while listening to the lullabies by the lecturer...&lt;br /&gt;This is a lesson we shd all learn... In order to be in the Dean's List... We shd start sleeping in lecture theatres.. It's a great place to doze off.... really conducive with the right mixes of temperature and lighting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. my dears... while you were sleeping... it's not just a process of resting the mind.... You've gotta be warned that this might happen to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. That's all for today... Hope u'd enjoy the photos... Who knows you could be next =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-4767606166718924388?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/4767606166718924388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=4767606166718924388' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4767606166718924388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/4767606166718924388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/01/while-you-were-sleeping.html' title='While You Were Sleeping...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/RbBfKeSwikI/AAAAAAAAABg/lZv5K2ofo64/s72-c/07-12-06_1603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-1416761088001084215</id><published>2007-01-18T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T18:15:10.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Based on a true life story of a plain jane...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... Will anyone actually blog about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"The bus ride that changed my life"&lt;/span&gt;... well... I would... but not exactly my whole entire life... it did my perception of a mundane bus ride... it was such an experience.... though i was all alone throughout the journey of approximately an hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that faithful day, I was exhausted from walking... it was such a delight to see a bus to pass by esp after the long, long and i do mean looooooooooong walk..... you wudnt haf imagined the huge grin i had....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i boarded the bus.... not only was i relieved that there was air-conditioner to cool me down... i was also taken aback from what i saw.... i was indeed enthralled by the view..... it did look like the ol' sbs bus 51 we take to seng shiong.... but the interior of the bus was simply fantastic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entire floor and ceiling was covered with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red velvet fabric&lt;/span&gt;..... but the seats.... omigosh... were fabuloso!!!! instead of the normal 2 seaters the usual busses would have... this bus was furnished with white sofas!!! sparkling &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;white sofas&lt;/span&gt;!!! yes.... i repeat... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;S.O.F.A.S&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so captivated by the design that i actually started to snap some pics.... errr... to be honest.. the vainpot started to cam-whoring as well... but how could i not snap MORE pics to capture some fond memories?? it's totally fathomable rite??!!! but i guess not... a couple of passengers actually exchanged stares with me... they jz couldnt bear with the narcissistic me i guess... but why bother... ahhahha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was simply awesome... the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;bus ride of a lifetime!!&lt;/span&gt; fantastica!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9Gn-SwigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O0ZGRojN6Ks/s1600-h/17-01-07_1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9Gn-SwigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O0ZGRojN6Ks/s320/17-01-07_1621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021309762091911682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9H6uSwijI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z1zanp3KYzk/s1600-h/17-01-07_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9H6uSwijI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Z1zanp3KYzk/s320/17-01-07_1550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021311183726086706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9HF-SwiiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/t2CQCSvM_Nw/s1600-h/17-01-07_1620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9HF-SwiiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/t2CQCSvM_Nw/s320/17-01-07_1620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021310277487987234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9G4uSwihI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vB-yEzVREf4/s1600-h/17-01-07_1559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9G4uSwihI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vB-yEzVREf4/s320/17-01-07_1559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021310049854720530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-1416761088001084215?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1416761088001084215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=1416761088001084215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1416761088001084215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/1416761088001084215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/01/based-on-true-life-story-of-plain-jane.html' title='Based on a true life story of a plain jane...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/Ra9Gn-SwigI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O0ZGRojN6Ks/s72-c/17-01-07_1621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184554342083994794.post-6818477558456798425</id><published>2007-01-16T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T09:18:51.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the first time... when i...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After much considerations... &lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;and dear suyin's persistence in asking me to blog, &lt;/span&gt;i finally decided to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;doodle in the virtual space&lt;/span&gt;… after all… what’s a doodler like me supposed to do?? =p DOODLE OF COZ…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s now the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; week in NUS for the semester 2…. The 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; sem came by and went off so swiftly… I must admit that I’ve indeed met great ppl here and I am grateful for this…. It’s a real blessing to have people I love all around me… Both family and friends made life worth living… I seriously do not know what am I to do w/o you all… =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;See you in my nx post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;muaksss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6184554342083994794-6818477558456798425?l=alliefenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6818477558456798425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6184554342083994794&amp;postID=6818477558456798425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6818477558456798425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6184554342083994794/posts/default/6818477558456798425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliefenn.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-first-time-when-i.html' title='For the first time... when i...'/><author><name>a.l.i.s.o.n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10912773859963078908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sRIouUmxZBU/R-X9TWTJMWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/JFkUxBdsq80/S220/Alison.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
