<?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-1792772196664406241</id><updated>2012-01-06T00:24:18.697-08:00</updated><category term='偷得浮生半日闲'/><category term='Work hard'/><category term='sad'/><category term='Biostats'/><category term='Attachment'/><category term='to be continued....'/><category term='Today'/><category term='soon'/><category term='interesting'/><category term='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Thought it through'/><category term='Starting'/><category term='it was good'/><category term='Pouring'/><category term='new'/><category term='love you so much'/><category term='baby Supo Craz'/><category term='itinery'/><category 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4030713037633245690</id><published>2010-06-17T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:13:33.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enthusiasm is excitement with inspiration, motivation, and a pinch of creativity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bo Bennett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited &lt;br /&gt;Cos it feels good to be doing something i like &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4030713037633245690?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3420291391525188115</id><published>2010-06-13T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:56:24.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TBWoBV3HCPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/EOz_ce-TBu8/s1600/momo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TBWoBV3HCPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/EOz_ce-TBu8/s400/momo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482472862395074802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To XH, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to let you know that even though you can't hold on to her anymore, there are still memories that can stay with you forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure the present&lt;br /&gt;Remember the past &lt;br /&gt;Anticipate the future &lt;br /&gt;And live life to the fullest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3420291391525188115?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3420291391525188115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3420291391525188115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3420291391525188115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3420291391525188115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-xh-just-want-to-let-you-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TBWoBV3HCPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/EOz_ce-TBu8/s72-c/momo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-1762499669979201096</id><published>2010-05-29T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:07:33.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was raining throughout the third day intermittently but we enjoyed the day too. &lt;br /&gt;3rd Day: Tanah Lot Temple &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanah Lot Temple is Temple at the sea and it is really literally at the sea! When the tide is low, you could really walk to the temple but when the tide is high, it will appear as a small island on its own! Amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lady luck was not exactly on our side that day so we could only watch it from the 'main island' and take photos. However, it was really fun and satisfying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKoNQj6WI/AAAAAAAAAok/EPtCiwmUIgs/s1600/743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKoNQj6WI/AAAAAAAAAok/EPtCiwmUIgs/s400/743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476951782706112866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKnowzWJI/AAAAAAAAAoc/T9uiuZDu2UI/s1600/740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKnowzWJI/AAAAAAAAAoc/T9uiuZDu2UI/s400/740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476951772909230226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKnIloa-I/AAAAAAAAAoU/aoHj8nzY_3Y/s1600/737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKnIloa-I/AAAAAAAAAoU/aoHj8nzY_3Y/s400/737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476951764272442338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKmuZA_QI/AAAAAAAAAoM/87PpNXnYUxc/s1600/732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKmuZA_QI/AAAAAAAAAoM/87PpNXnYUxc/s400/732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476951757240204546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day: Lunch by the rice field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the drenched trip to Tanah Lot, we went to a restuarant near Ubud, the shopping paradise. Well what can we say, we need energy to shop!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was rice field beside the restaurant and you feel so relax and peaceful as you were enjoying the meal. Of course, that was before the rain came again and the next moment i could feel chills and raindrops that were being blown through the huge 'window'. Luckily we were more or less sheltered as i have not finished my delicious meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAILgVopIzI/AAAAAAAAAo8/YBsAALHO5eo/s1600/750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAILgVopIzI/AAAAAAAAAo8/YBsAALHO5eo/s400/750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476952747027276594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAILf-9T5GI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8PGoy76d8l4/s1600/749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAILf-9T5GI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8PGoy76d8l4/s400/749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476952740939949154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAILfd5zOVI/AAAAAAAAAos/EmuoosJ9arM/s1600/747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAILfd5zOVI/AAAAAAAAAos/EmuoosJ9arM/s400/747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476952732066855250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day: Ubud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Ubud for shopping and the prices could be slashed more than 50%!!! lol well, the shops sell similar stuffs so our trip was a short one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day: Dinner At Feyloon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feyloon is a chinese restaurant near Kuta Square that sells really good food and again at great prices! The meal was sumptous and mouthwatering! Well but there is this singer on the stage singer Hokkien song that was really irritating. lol but nevertheless, we beared with it. lol He was awesome though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIMhMUNhnI/AAAAAAAAApU/FD0G0o0050k/s1600/762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIMhMUNhnI/AAAAAAAAApU/FD0G0o0050k/s400/762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476953861217158770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIMgpwZUSI/AAAAAAAAApM/HPb99Grnv-M/s1600/760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIMgpwZUSI/AAAAAAAAApM/HPb99Grnv-M/s400/760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476953851940131106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIMgDfhLcI/AAAAAAAAApE/ibBzsaDMcE4/s1600/759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIMgDfhLcI/AAAAAAAAApE/ibBzsaDMcE4/s400/759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476953841668795842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house carriage is one that i could see but cant ride on. But worth the trip cos i took photo with it. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Day: Shopping and Lunch &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the last bit of hours left before leaving for the airport, we went for some shopping near the villa and lunch plus delicious ice cream that i had been rattling on and on for the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAINcywau1I/AAAAAAAAAps/82yoyRDjIqs/s1600/778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAINcywau1I/AAAAAAAAAps/82yoyRDjIqs/s400/778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476954885148293970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAINcNU9DfI/AAAAAAAAApk/lgMZ0MMrdB8/s1600/775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAINcNU9DfI/AAAAAAAAApk/lgMZ0MMrdB8/s400/775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476954875100990962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAINb2zFVQI/AAAAAAAAApc/DbQ8jBZdOvQ/s1600/769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAINb2zFVQI/AAAAAAAAApc/DbQ8jBZdOvQ/s400/769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476954869053347074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final Note: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the bustling city of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;People are enjoying life while working hard towards this goal &lt;br /&gt;Many had forgotten how it feels to be really simple &lt;br /&gt;Where everything is just natural and simple&lt;br /&gt;To the people in Bali, &lt;br /&gt;There is no need to be extravagant, to be excellent, to be fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;They just wanna be happy, simple and nice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might be here, thinking about how to celebrate our greatest 21st birthday &lt;br /&gt;But ppl might be there, thinking about how to put dinner on the table as they scrimp and save. &lt;br /&gt;There are alot of things I have heard and saw but could not mention here &lt;br /&gt;But there are still things we could learn from them. &lt;br /&gt;They may be uneducated, isolated from the electronic epoch, but they are real and everyone's smile is just so simple and genuine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be leaving food behind after we eat as we could not finish them&lt;br /&gt;But they might be frowning over the lack of food for their babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be trying to take MC so we could skip work or school&lt;br /&gt;But they are praying not to be sick cos that would mean a lesser income &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might be basking under happiness and bliss and not know it &lt;br /&gt;But they are trying their best to reach out for happiness and bliss and promise to treasure it with their true hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, while we are enjoying our lives now, we should treasure what we have today. &lt;br /&gt;I'm very grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-1762499669979201096?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/1762499669979201096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=1762499669979201096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1762499669979201096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1762499669979201096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-was-raining-throughout-third-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIKoNQj6WI/AAAAAAAAAok/EPtCiwmUIgs/s72-c/743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5976165720340427085</id><published>2010-05-29T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:41:42.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd Day : Breakfast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen from the above photos, breakfast is amazing and everyone of us has this excited look on our face as we are ready to venture into our Bali experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEc8Lf_KI/AAAAAAAAAm0/sBtsyzStq2w/s1600/657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEc8Lf_KI/AAAAAAAAAm0/sBtsyzStq2w/s400/657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476944992073153698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEcZBTt-I/AAAAAAAAAms/aOXW_ycdMdA/s1600/653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEcZBTt-I/AAAAAAAAAms/aOXW_ycdMdA/s400/653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476944982635165666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEcPzXWEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/DnNFc2lT9S8/s1600/652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEcPzXWEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/DnNFc2lT9S8/s400/652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476944980160763970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEbrx_BJI/AAAAAAAAAmc/U8EMAbm1gJ0/s1600/650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEbrx_BJI/AAAAAAAAAmc/U8EMAbm1gJ0/s400/650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476944970491298962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEbGZMgHI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Nm2g2XhATyA/s1600/649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEbGZMgHI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Nm2g2XhATyA/s400/649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476944960455213170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day: Gunug Kawa Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the tourist attractions in Bali are their temples. Its very different from the one that is formulating in your mind right now. Its more like huge stone craftings that are simply admirable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one we went was the Gunung Kawa Temple which is an hour ride from our villa and we were all so 'ready' to exercise and stretch our legs as we arrived at the destination. However, we all wished we hadnt thought so as we were again, dumbstruck by the view in front of us- flights after filghts of stairs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the stairs are not exactly what you are imagining now. They are made of stones and needless to say, no handgrips by the side. Well, Arent we pampered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that, including the sorching sun didnt really bothered me. What really bothered me was the butterflies!!!! Of all things, why butterflies?!! And there was this super huge species which was black and flying around and needless to say, I was definitely using more of my voice to scream in fear than the muscles in my legs to move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGfFpq4eI/AAAAAAAAAnc/kT4QzW8YIY4/s1600/684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGfFpq4eI/AAAAAAAAAnc/kT4QzW8YIY4/s400/684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476947227998609890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGekmj_kI/AAAAAAAAAnU/U9JwTeP0FsA/s1600/679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGekmj_kI/AAAAAAAAAnU/U9JwTeP0FsA/s400/679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476947219127205442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGeOpmflI/AAAAAAAAAnM/79RpJkCQnzU/s1600/678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGeOpmflI/AAAAAAAAAnM/79RpJkCQnzU/s400/678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476947213234372178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGdna3-yI/AAAAAAAAAnE/5UprbcWqDY4/s1600/677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGdna3-yI/AAAAAAAAAnE/5UprbcWqDY4/s400/677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476947202703620898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGddOlbRI/AAAAAAAAAm8/zdni3sxwhbQ/s1600/676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIGddOlbRI/AAAAAAAAAm8/zdni3sxwhbQ/s400/676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476947199967718674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but as we reached to the bottom of the flights of stairs, the view just makes it worth while....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We have this pink sarong around us because it is compulsory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the flights of stairs down, we had to repeat this procedure in the opposite direction so in other words, my calf muscles had grown even bigger with this trip. Thanks loads -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day: Lunch By The Volcano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really refering to the Real Volcano and its the first time i had seen a Volcano right before my eyes! It took another hour to reach the Kintamani Volcano but it was all worth it. As usual, i was sleeping in the car and when i opened my eyes, i was really delighted by the volcanic view in front of me!! Awesome and mesmerizing! &lt;br /&gt;We stopped over at a restaurant and it was so cooling as we were up on the mountain but of course not the peak. (The mountain is just a mountain, not the volcano) What we could see from the mountain is the volcano. The view is really jaw-dropping and the buffet was really cheap ($12/pax)!! Who can get such a great deal?! lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIYUCyF2I/AAAAAAAAAoE/oABFl0hoE3w/s1600/730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIYUCyF2I/AAAAAAAAAoE/oABFl0hoE3w/s400/730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476949310626207586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIYDQgd-I/AAAAAAAAAn8/C4x677Uoj4w/s1600/717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIYDQgd-I/AAAAAAAAAn8/C4x677Uoj4w/s400/717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476949306120370146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIXv-RBdI/AAAAAAAAAn0/xkg8KWo86aA/s1600/715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIXv-RBdI/AAAAAAAAAn0/xkg8KWo86aA/s400/715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476949300943586770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIXbBmhJI/AAAAAAAAAns/d3Hk6G1HCl8/s1600/706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIXbBmhJI/AAAAAAAAAns/d3Hk6G1HCl8/s400/706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476949295320433810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIWhwgbHI/AAAAAAAAAnk/3Jpmgyc8qL0/s1600/701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIIWhwgbHI/AAAAAAAAAnk/3Jpmgyc8qL0/s400/701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476949279947910258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day: Dinner At Ryoshii &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no pics for this cos we were just too hungry to take photos. Gobbling of food is strictly not allowed to be taken down. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the Japanese food is really a good bargain but its just too salty for our tasting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos for the 3rd day: Next post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5976165720340427085?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5976165720340427085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5976165720340427085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5976165720340427085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5976165720340427085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/05/2nd-day-breakfast-as-seen-from-above.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIEc8Lf_KI/AAAAAAAAAm0/sBtsyzStq2w/s72-c/657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3643639566479882161</id><published>2010-05-29T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:17:47.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been back for two days but i had been resting over these two days due to the tiring yet enjoyable trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you haven know, I went Bali for 4 days 3 nights. This could be said to be the first time visiting there ever since a gazillion years when i was really young when my dad brought us there. Needless to say, all the memories of Bali were eradicated after the gazillion years. Hence, this trip was to make new memories and impression of Bali. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going, of course, I had an impression that it would somewhat be some rundown country where nothing is worth looking at except for the great-bargain-merchandises that simply makes me excited. Well, I was immediately proven wrong on the first day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have got to say, Bali gave alot of surprises to me and I'm gonna share them with you now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day : Arrival &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon the arrival to Bali, we managed to contact the driver we had engaged before the trip without much difficuties and within half an hour, we were on our way to the villa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shock of my life --- As I opened my eyes when I heard the driver annouced the arrival to the villa, I was definitely expecting some amazement. However, I was dumbstruck by the view in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAH9K4v2EPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/8ClItXahvL8/s1600/630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAH9K4v2EPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/8ClItXahvL8/s400/630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476936985332814066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, my beautiful villa looks like that from the front. Couldnt really believe anything nice would be hiding behind these unfinished walls and grey cemented floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as we pluck out our courage to walk through the directed pavements, we were once again, proven wrong. There is really a beautiful sight!! Ain't I surprised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAH-UVZZWfI/AAAAAAAAAks/_HC5LTJIceE/s1600/659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAH-UVZZWfI/AAAAAAAAAks/_HC5LTJIceE/s400/659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476938247153736178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAH-T6mvWtI/AAAAAAAAAkk/9Su78n8AweA/s1600/660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAH-T6mvWtI/AAAAAAAAAkk/9Su78n8AweA/s400/660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476938239961946834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is how it looks in the so called lobby of the villa. Its really awesome. &lt;br /&gt;Photo hunt: Can you spot dawson in one of the photos? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day: Dawson Swimming &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we checked in and entered into our villa 6 with evern greater surprises. It was really awesome to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIAFMinV1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/KEcI1XpbYJo/s1600/617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIAFMinV1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/KEcI1XpbYJo/s400/617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476940186101700434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIAEsAnZrI/AAAAAAAAAlM/CuM9FspKRbc/s1600/618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIAEsAnZrI/AAAAAAAAAlM/CuM9FspKRbc/s400/618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476940177369163442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIAEHG_Y_I/AAAAAAAAAlE/i7z8CEWBjYQ/s1600/619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIAEHG_Y_I/AAAAAAAAAlE/i7z8CEWBjYQ/s400/619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476940167463789554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIADqLEU0I/AAAAAAAAAk8/lYHd6lEot6A/s1600/622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIADqLEU0I/AAAAAAAAAk8/lYHd6lEot6A/s400/622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476940159696261954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Dawson is delighted by the swimming pool in the villa. Though its small, its totally ours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day: Dinner by the beach &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach view is really mesmerizing and also difficult to tear your eyes from. lol. Not to mention the fact that the clouds looked as if they were shining brightly as the evening sun rays shone through them. The sea waves were also showing its magnificent self as it hits the shore majestically. What a sight. People around us were tourist who also had their eyes lingered on the beautiful view in front of them. The long stretch of beach were populated with people, either natives or tourists, masked under the warming evening sun rays and enjoying the sea breeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIADHEV77I/AAAAAAAAAk0/zOBM46ZyQ3I/s1600/634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIADHEV77I/AAAAAAAAAk0/zOBM46ZyQ3I/s400/634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476940150272815026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIBV1HEJDI/AAAAAAAAAl0/DueIjH6aruA/s1600/637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIBV1HEJDI/AAAAAAAAAl0/DueIjH6aruA/s400/637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476941571381535794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIBVdV74-I/AAAAAAAAAls/fei03NROEIs/s1600/636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIBVdV74-I/AAAAAAAAAls/fei03NROEIs/s400/636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476941565001458658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIBU_fTdpI/AAAAAAAAAlk/SvibJ3esjAM/s1600/635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIBU_fTdpI/AAAAAAAAAlk/SvibJ3esjAM/s400/635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476941556987688594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIBUdM2mCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ntC83D8jPbM/s1600/634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAIBUdM2mCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ntC83D8jPbM/s400/634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476941547783493666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures are in my sister's video camera so for more details, you have to visit facebook. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Night: Planet Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, needless to say, women needs merchandise to live. Hence, we went to the famous Planet Hollywood to look for gifts and soveniours before heading back to rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAICWZx7-hI/AAAAAAAAAmM/VJO1kb8lsU4/s1600/640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAICWZx7-hI/AAAAAAAAAmM/VJO1kb8lsU4/s400/640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476942680736659986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAICV11sccI/AAAAAAAAAmE/STLXwNrnlac/s1600/639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAICV11sccI/AAAAAAAAAmE/STLXwNrnlac/s400/639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476942671088742850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAICVZt0-dI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JaacngMVTnI/s1600/638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAICVZt0-dI/AAAAAAAAAl8/JaacngMVTnI/s400/638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476942663539554770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the post on the second day of the Bali experience, please wait for a moment. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3643639566479882161?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3643639566479882161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3643639566479882161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3643639566479882161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3643639566479882161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-been-back-for-two-days-but-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/TAH9K4v2EPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/8ClItXahvL8/s72-c/630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2862024345588036421</id><published>2010-05-17T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:55:24.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S_IO4bVpmkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/id7MEkZP6b4/s1600/10058415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S_IO4bVpmkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/id7MEkZP6b4/s400/10058415.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472452859782601282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I witnessed it yesterday &lt;br /&gt;and it still touched my heart &lt;br /&gt;til now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its more than just a room with blessings &lt;br /&gt;Its more than just a certificate &lt;br /&gt;Its more than just the beautiful rings &lt;br /&gt;Its love, promise, truthfulness, reliability and a true heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S_IOw5T8OzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/utduQQu1W4c/s1600/heart3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S_IOw5T8OzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/utduQQu1W4c/s400/heart3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472452730389543730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your love be as innocent as little children's love &lt;br /&gt;May your love stay forever tied to your hearts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S_INluNSqhI/AAAAAAAAAkE/11L9DsqhUjA/s1600/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S_INluNSqhI/AAAAAAAAAkE/11L9DsqhUjA/s400/happiness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472451438918674962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the happiness we want you to have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2862024345588036421?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2862024345588036421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2862024345588036421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2862024345588036421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2862024345588036421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-witnessed-it-yesterday-and-it-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S_IO4bVpmkI/AAAAAAAAAkU/id7MEkZP6b4/s72-c/10058415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4025950988778171109</id><published>2010-05-13T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:25:37.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S-y0HyiGMtI/AAAAAAAAAj8/a8ZS3iQQLks/s1600/blue_sky11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S-y0HyiGMtI/AAAAAAAAAj8/a8ZS3iQQLks/s400/blue_sky11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470945693265179346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long and tiring journey &lt;br /&gt;But we have made it through so far &lt;br /&gt;Just glad that we are not apart &lt;br /&gt;As we stick together as and when we are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the support from family and friends &lt;br /&gt;For they are precious and priceless to me &lt;br /&gt;Certainly hope for this to continue &lt;br /&gt;Till the end where we will still not say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;As we live in each others' heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4025950988778171109?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4025950988778171109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4025950988778171109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4025950988778171109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4025950988778171109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-long-and-tiring-journey-but-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/S-y0HyiGMtI/AAAAAAAAAj8/a8ZS3iQQLks/s72-c/blue_sky11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6530856458274002705</id><published>2010-02-24T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T02:01:42.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to make it special and i hope it will be :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be special for her. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liy was telling me how some girls think they look real pretty and  starts to act superior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree but if beauty to a person is only skin deep, then the person should dig deeper. Afterall, at the end of the day, the skin is still going to sag but the heart muscles are stil gonna reflect kindness....&lt;br /&gt;That's because the your muscles will get stronger but your skin willl get weaker as time goes by. So why not spend your effort on something that would last( character)  instead of something that would be abolished soon enough....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6530856458274002705?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6530856458274002705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6530856458274002705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6530856458274002705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6530856458274002705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-to-make-it-special-and-i-hope-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5110887330398167216</id><published>2010-02-09T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:57:33.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know whats wrong but today had been a suay day &lt;br /&gt;burst out crying &lt;br /&gt;lol so ridiculous &lt;br /&gt;PMS sia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im fine already &lt;br /&gt;and im laughing at myself.&lt;br /&gt;lol but i still think &lt;br /&gt;today is a sucky day &lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks li ting &lt;br /&gt;thanks liy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5110887330398167216?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5110887330398167216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5110887330398167216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5110887330398167216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5110887330398167216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-know-whats-wrong-but-today-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-550659534778129400</id><published>2010-02-09T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:28:04.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urgh &lt;br /&gt;they are so demanding &lt;br /&gt;and so bossy &lt;br /&gt;and treat me and liy transparent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! We are your lab partner. &lt;br /&gt;Please dont act QING GAO. &lt;br /&gt;I talk to you doesnt mean im interested in you &lt;br /&gt;CHILDISH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-550659534778129400?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/550659534778129400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=550659534778129400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/550659534778129400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/550659534778129400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/02/urgh-they-are-so-demanding-and-so-bossy.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-8495564749155050969</id><published>2010-02-01T06:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:19:37.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if its that complicated &lt;br /&gt;then i rather be indulged in my own world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy alr...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-8495564749155050969?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/8495564749155050969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=8495564749155050969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8495564749155050969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8495564749155050969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-its-that-complicated-then-i-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-8997778303922102472</id><published>2010-01-22T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:53:17.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thought i was getting old &lt;br /&gt;ends up it was viral infection &lt;br /&gt;responsible for the diarrhoea. &lt;br /&gt;and the backaches &lt;br /&gt;and the fever &lt;br /&gt;and the shivers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling better now&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was tired &lt;br /&gt;because of the frequent nausea feeling &lt;br /&gt;nvm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought Ben yang was fast, &lt;br /&gt;The doctors were faster  &lt;br /&gt;but just when I thought they were the fastest,&lt;br /&gt;this lecturer in school is even faster &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess, the speed of talking is really a trend that every increases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear lecturer, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are so smart and successful but can you please understand and exercise this habit of talking slower? slower a bit will do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind if you really join, JOIN your words together though i sometimes dont understand, but i really hope you can speak slower. &lt;br /&gt;So that i wont get muscle spasms everytime. Its harmful for the neurons. Neurons firing, not healthy. &lt;br /&gt;If its not neuron firing, that means i have heard you wrongly bcos you have spoke too quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the rush? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ben yang is speeding ferrari, &lt;br /&gt;doctors are roller coaster &lt;br /&gt;and if thats so, you are bullet train.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-8997778303922102472?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/8997778303922102472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=8997778303922102472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8997778303922102472'/><link 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now, im still having diarrhoea&lt;br /&gt;was sitting at SBS lobby waiting for dad &lt;br /&gt;was alone yet enjoyed the moment of serenity &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lab was really messy &lt;br /&gt;and the person pissed liy off &lt;br /&gt;lol when liy is feeling frustrated enough, &lt;br /&gt;she just have to piss her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt see the scene &lt;br /&gt;but i too was too sick to care about the person &lt;br /&gt;yea keep snatching the things over to her side &lt;br /&gt;art of sharing dude &lt;br /&gt;share &lt;br /&gt;share share &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls... lol &lt;br /&gt;irritating enough but i wasnt pissed off lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just too tired to care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3295248102153005059?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-8740501082304055552</id><published>2010-01-20T02:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:49:34.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a bad day and i hope it wont get worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i saw xiao hui at boon lay station but ends up it was someone else. &lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys. &lt;br /&gt;Can't see much of you guys lately but i hope to have lunch soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to elective alone is bad enough, you still have to speak. &lt;br /&gt;I prefer to keep everything private, still, have to talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got fever this afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;Its because of the eccentric weather. &lt;br /&gt;Hot and cold and it makes me have headache. &lt;br /&gt;decide to take 2 electives. &lt;br /&gt;Hope i can cope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sandals broke today. &lt;br /&gt;And i have to drag my left feet all the way home. &lt;br /&gt;Now im still feeling heaty &lt;br /&gt;but i stil got video lectures to go through &lt;br /&gt;in order to ask questions tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the SBS students wearing old school uniform &lt;br /&gt;Thought it was not really interesting &lt;br /&gt;but if you guys were around, i would wear it &lt;br /&gt;I guess its something that is to be shared only among us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven forgotten you guys &lt;br /&gt;I would imagine how fun would it be to wear the same SP clothes...&lt;br /&gt;At least i feel togetherness......&lt;br /&gt;At least i wont feel alone&lt;br /&gt;At least i dont feel the feelings i am feeling now...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-8740501082304055552?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2819196669872152898</id><published>2010-01-17T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:00:23.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still cant get anything...................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to work. &lt;br /&gt;But the STARS didnt cooperate. &lt;br /&gt;It added up to be futile work &lt;br /&gt;tired us out physically and emotionally. &lt;br /&gt;How did it became like that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i survive without that elective&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2819196669872152898?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-8318576082642821648</id><published>2010-01-07T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:48:49.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was cardiac gathering yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;Definitely fun and worth remembering. &lt;br /&gt;The food is totally great even though its Swensen's. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, alot of you guys must have tried that thousands of time right?&lt;br /&gt;Thats why u always say, it's the company that matters. &lt;br /&gt;No matter how good your food is, the company/friends that you are with will affect your mood of consumption. &lt;br /&gt;So next time, if you wanna enjoy food, bring along ppl whom you truly enjoy their stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening soon. Next Monday, in fact. lol &lt;br /&gt;AHHH its really ............................................ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-8318576082642821648?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/8318576082642821648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=8318576082642821648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8318576082642821648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8318576082642821648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-was-cardiac-gathering-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3314808337716631705</id><published>2009-12-23T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:12:10.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3efGOuLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ga5vSr7AySE/s1600-h/23122009035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3efGOuLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ga5vSr7AySE/s400/23122009035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418665404795893938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3d5NyaMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/9QbJY0_Kaho/s1600-h/23122009036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3d5NyaMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/9QbJY0_Kaho/s400/23122009036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418665394627045570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3duj4SoI/AAAAAAAAAjk/se493shHObk/s1600-h/23122009037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3duj4SoI/AAAAAAAAAjk/se493shHObk/s400/23122009037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418665391766915714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3dMVvwNI/AAAAAAAAAjc/WFk-sGbB_3g/s1600-h/23122009039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3dMVvwNI/AAAAAAAAAjc/WFk-sGbB_3g/s400/23122009039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418665382580830418" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun going to snow city. lots of laughter! :) &lt;br /&gt;(The feel is there!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3314808337716631705?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3314808337716631705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3314808337716631705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3314808337716631705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3314808337716631705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-fun-going-to-snow-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SzL3efGOuLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ga5vSr7AySE/s72-c/23122009035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3740075690781070816</id><published>2009-12-18T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T04:29:28.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>华丽的外表可以引起众人的目光&lt;br /&gt;纯真无邪的内在可以引起伯乐的欣赏&lt;br /&gt;如只能选一，您会如何作出选择呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是每个人都有这么奢侈的选择&lt;br /&gt;但我们都有打造完美的机会。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，何不停下来想一想，您到底是为了什么而活呢？&lt;br /&gt;是为了要引起众人爱慕的眼光，&lt;br /&gt;还是要让自己更有自信，&lt;br /&gt;你，都不是错的。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但太勇于或麻木的追求完美会让一个人渐渐失去原有的光彩。&lt;br /&gt;不要把别人的眼光看得太重，&lt;br /&gt;因为你需要的是自己的鼓励和支持。&lt;br /&gt;没有任何力量是可以超越自己的想法的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听从别人的意见绝对是对自己有帮助的。&lt;br /&gt;因为你不知道何年何月，你会有需要学习的地方，&lt;br /&gt;所以，从今天开始，就得学习要以‘听’为重点，&lt;br /&gt;因为在这种情况下，你才会真正的学习。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽说别人的意见重要&lt;br /&gt;但，我们不能只听，不想，要学习揉汇贯通，&lt;br /&gt;我们才会学习到真正有用的东西。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别人的话，不会让我少爱我自己一些，&lt;br /&gt;别人的话，不会让我脆弱一些，&lt;br /&gt;别人的话，只会让我更加努力，&lt;br /&gt;因为，我必须为了我自己，而努力，为了我自己，而证明一切都可以因为努力而完美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要你爱自己，&lt;br /&gt;只要你知道自己要的是什么，&lt;br /&gt;成功在望。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are everything to everyone, you are nothing to yourself. You define your own beauty, not others. Learn to love what you have, and always compare with your own expectations about yourself, not others' of you. Learn to accept that nothing in the world is perfect and hardship would always bring success because we have done our part and all that is left is not up to others to decide. Its up to .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3740075690781070816?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3740075690781070816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3740075690781070816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3740075690781070816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3740075690781070816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-are-everything-to-everyone-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7878139571288374335</id><published>2009-12-14T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:18:07.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weekend had been exciting&lt;br /&gt;The christmas is nearing &lt;br /&gt;The mood is rising &lt;br /&gt;And the party is never ending &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to Family Christmas Dinner&lt;br /&gt;And looking forward to the gift exchange&lt;br /&gt;Its not the gift but the excitement &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly look forward to the mahjong session &lt;br /&gt;All right... I should be stopping now... &lt;br /&gt;Its time for Dawson's nap :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7878139571288374335?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7878139571288374335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7878139571288374335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7878139571288374335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7878139571288374335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/12/weekend-had-been-exciting-christmas-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4182422043361318265</id><published>2009-12-10T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T04:31:17.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>两个小时后。。。。 &lt;br /&gt;我终于把它给搞定了！ &lt;br /&gt;太好了&lt;br /&gt;不过，随着来得也有腰酸背痛。。。老了。。。。。没关系没关系&lt;br /&gt;只要我的杰作品是好的，就行了！　&lt;br /&gt;不过。。。好不好就要看她了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈哈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天！太开心了！要来了　：）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Hwee Good Job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4182422043361318265?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4182422043361318265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4182422043361318265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4182422043361318265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4182422043361318265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/12/hong-hwee-good-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3826126506909576140</id><published>2009-12-09T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:18:48.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>过了那么就久。。。 大概有一年了吧。。。 &lt;br /&gt;几个不熟的人面对面， 实在是有一点怪。。。 &lt;br /&gt;不过，我们的共同点，就是为了家人。。。为了一份思念而来。。。 &lt;br /&gt;诚心诚意地度过这两天，其实感觉还蛮不错的 &lt;br /&gt;相信在未来的日子里，我们会在不同的状况下见面，让彼此成长，让这份思念流到下次再延续。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3826126506909576140?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3826126506909576140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3826126506909576140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3826126506909576140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3826126506909576140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6572533499714667188</id><published>2009-12-06T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T07:54:47.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need some inspirations. For something. &lt;br /&gt;Exams are over since last week but i dont really have much 'excitement'. &lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the bus stop on friday when a auntie came to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;That was a sunny afternoon but i was worried about some matters. &lt;br /&gt;Then the auntie suddenly started a conversation as she was sitting beside me. &lt;br /&gt;She meant no harm...somehow i could sense it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how the conversation lead to the topic of happiness &lt;br /&gt;Mayb i was too engrossed in listening to what she was saying...&lt;br /&gt;She was really......convincing.&lt;br /&gt;She told me there would be of no use to worry about things that could be dealt with a kind and calm heart. And she believed that every matter needs a clear head to solve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a somehow weird coincidence. But a pleasant one. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow when i was troubling over some matters, she came along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bade goodbye to her with a smile and a slient thanks in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;I felt better after that incident. And i was happy for the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness could be easily attained, if we want it.&lt;br /&gt;There's no use thinking about stuffs and worrying about matters that cant be solved with a worrisome behaviour. I need to calm down. &lt;br /&gt;Stand firm and listen to myself speak for one could never lie to oneself....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6572533499714667188?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6572533499714667188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6572533499714667188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6572533499714667188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6572533499714667188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-some-inspirations.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2002395218683484142</id><published>2009-10-17T02:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:42:55.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is something more important than thinking about this. &lt;br /&gt;thought it would be the same&lt;br /&gt;for all i know, i  was wrong to think it wasnt that fragile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2002395218683484142?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2002395218683484142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2002395218683484142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2002395218683484142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2002395218683484142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-something-more-important-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2931555388637727899</id><published>2009-10-14T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T06:28:16.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i understand.&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2931555388637727899?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2931555388637727899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2931555388637727899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2931555388637727899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2931555388637727899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-i-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-715364385744544913</id><published>2009-10-08T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:14:08.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear____________, I dont know if you have mood swings or what but i really am curious about the way you act. Hmmm perhaps i dont really know you that well but i reckon you should have the basic politeness. Well, i know im in no place to teach you how you should behave but i just hope that you wont take a personal feel and grudge about everything ppl say. We are not saying about you so please dont get so paranoid about it. Well, mayb its just me but i hope you can be less sensitive. I asked before regarding my tactfulness but i could say i wasnt hurtful at least. My friends seemed to not feel offended. I know your feelings are made up of crystals so i try to speak with care and tactfulness. But i certainly hope that you can put yourself in other ppl's shoes and think about others' feelings. So i really am sorry if i had offended you in anyway but i just hope that you can be less of like that. I had shown my sincerity and tolerance towards you and i had really asked myself if i should keep on tolerating. &lt;br /&gt;Well to be frank, im not a pushover and im not a door mat that you can step on. Although you had not done anything physically to hurt me, though i doubt you can bcos of my well-known machoness, i hope you understand that others also have a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you think you had seen me being angry or losing my temper, you haven seen any of it yet cos if you want a nasty temper of mine, i will give it with no regrets. so please do not piss me off or you know im gonna return you the 'favour' 10 times back. Ask ppl who know me and they will nod. And please do not also treat my friends like that bcos that will be 20x back and please do not comment on my family members like that too bcos that will be 100x back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much. &lt;br /&gt;From, &lt;br /&gt;me, who is trying very hard to tahan you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-715364385744544913?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/715364385744544913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=715364385744544913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/715364385744544913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/715364385744544913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-i-dont-know-if-you-have-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4601860457824103689</id><published>2009-10-07T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T02:45:31.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Without noticing, exams are coming&lt;br /&gt;Without blinking reports are piling &lt;br /&gt;Without fail, i made a mistake when registering for biostats assignment&lt;br /&gt;Without my dear friends, i am lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear _____ teacher, please teach and look at us and communicate with us. dont just read from the answer sheet that you are going to give us. i know you are kind to read to us but i really need you to prove that you understand that better than me and i really need your expertise so please, please dont just talk to yourself in tutorial, speak with us. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear______ teacher, please, i know you are very good and is an expert. no need to keep on emphasising and stressing about that. if you have a lecture, you will spend one quarter of it talking about yourself. you can set up a forum or article of yourself and i will sure read about it. besides, if you dont reply ppl's email, why bother to set up one? so please, just stop telling us about yourself, we know you are good. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear________ teacher, i know pictures are very exciting and entertaining but you cant just fill your lecture notes with these. it really isnt enchancing my revision. I certainly hope it will be filled with descrptive words becos you also dont talk much about these pictures in tutorials. so please, i know pictures are great and interesting, but can you please add some more words to it? i believe your english skills would be fantastics. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without hope, i cant survive&lt;br /&gt;So i need to feel hopeful and im making wishes before christmas and birthday so i hope it can reach the intelligent being out there in time and help me with it. thanks you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4601860457824103689?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4601860457824103689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4601860457824103689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4601860457824103689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4601860457824103689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/10/without-noticing-exams-are-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-117219615996318151</id><published>2009-09-06T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:49:05.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I REALLY NEED A BREAK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the fourth week and im already tied down i mean really tied down by lots and lots of work. Well, shouldnt complain but i mean, i need a life. My weekends are totally burnt by homework and notes and textbooks and writings and articles and tutorials. &lt;br /&gt;I know i shouldnt complain cos i should be thankful that im recieving EDUCATION. &lt;br /&gt;yea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well but you know, studying 14 hours a day was a breakthrough in my study life so should i be opening my champange to celebrate this Hong Hwee's guiness world record? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lab manual is 10 x harder than tutorial... i miss en ci as my lab partner...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-117219615996318151?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/117219615996318151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=117219615996318151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/117219615996318151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/117219615996318151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-really-need-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-1477608525814248231</id><published>2009-08-29T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:26:21.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a great lunch with LT on wednesday at Pizza Hut. Cant believed i was having pizza hut 2 days in a row but i still enjoyed the food. Apetite is always good when LT is around. lol. Ever since the start of school, every food seems tasteless perhaps of the different company for lunch i had. Missed LT they all and thus i enjoyed food to the most when im having lunch with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was even better. Watched BandSlam. I would say it was generally okay but i especially enjoyed the part where they sings. The drummer was awesome. Aww, how i wished i could learn to play the drums :) The show had a tinge of comedy feel in it and it was a pleasant surprise, i would say. It was worthwhile if its a student ticket price but it would still pull off as a 10 dollar movie show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the sunnyside egg bread for dinner + white chocolate from starbucks. Weird dinner combi but its refreshing. Except for the fact that....i had diarrhoea in the middle of the night. So can generally conclude that i am rival, arch enemy with chocolate. White or brown. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company are different and i still missed the beanies. &lt;br /&gt;Glad to be able to see them in school sometimes and would be able to spend my lunchtime with them sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, im still trying to cope with the new stage of life so im in &lt;br /&gt;AIP mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIP : Adaptation In Progress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-1477608525814248231?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/1477608525814248231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=1477608525814248231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1477608525814248231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1477608525814248231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/08/had-great-lunch-with-lt-on-wednesday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3591715053732887855</id><published>2009-08-24T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:53:59.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not alone. &lt;br /&gt;When i have this mindset, i sort of was able to hang on... &lt;br /&gt;I dont know but that sentence 'I'm not alone' made me feel warmth and gave me courage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i get lost in school but im not the only one like that and it amused me when someone is also holding the map and standing beside me, figuring where is North and where is South. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i get tired easily because of the draining lectures but im not the only one like that cos i could see faces that are in a trance when i turned to take a glance around the lecture room. My friend would yawn and look at me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i get tied down by modules of super difficult contents and am forced to be independent and be a book worm and read about all the contents plus text and everything but im not the only one like that. I could hear my friends whining 'what?! I have to revise my poly/ jc science agian? WTH' and i cant help but smile at the same thoughts i was having as them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i still am lost as to who to trust and who not to and one thing is, i dont know if im not alone in this or what, i just need to take my steps slowly and cautiously cos i had been 'cheated of my feelings' before and i dont want history to repeat itself. So caution is the in thing now and is my autumn resolution. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea im going to school later to get ready to bombarb the lecturers with questions cos he's lectures were 'too detailed'. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3591715053732887855?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3591715053732887855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3591715053732887855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3591715053732887855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3591715053732887855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-151123859246376651</id><published>2009-08-23T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T04:36:09.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a really good way to start my uni life - electives. &lt;br /&gt;They are nearly driving me up the wall and going bonkers but thank god, i finally added the electives that i prayed for so many days. &lt;br /&gt;Easy or not, i have doubts. BUt the most important point is to get it first. &lt;br /&gt;I got it with alot of help from my friends whether its secondary, poly or uni friends. &lt;br /&gt;They were great :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good way to start my uni life - falling sick at the second week. &lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the trememdous stress that was released after its forceful accumulation within me. &lt;br /&gt;Yea so i got my worst enemy - sorethroat and another which hardly visits- flu. &lt;br /&gt;Right, so im feeling better now but tmr's monday and i have 8 30 am lecture. &lt;br /&gt;Great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's feeling so down now and i share the same emotions whether its empathy or really feeling it. &lt;br /&gt;The adrenaline is pumping and its only the second week. &lt;br /&gt;Well the ADAPTION in uni is a big word cos it covers almost everything so im working towards the ADAPTATION part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats me when i succeed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-151123859246376651?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/151123859246376651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=151123859246376651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/151123859246376651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/151123859246376651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-really-good-way-to-start-my-uni.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2412770350131984223</id><published>2009-08-12T03:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T03:36:07.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW</title><content type='html'>Its not true that NEW is definitely better than OLD. There are multiple reasons for me to say so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) OLD friends are like family but NEW friends are not even close &lt;br /&gt;2) OLD school had felt like home but NEW school felt like a maze &lt;br /&gt;3) OLD surroundings may not be beautiful but they are more welcoming than NEW ones&lt;br /&gt;4) same OLD lecturers may make you sian but they are friendlier than NEW ones&lt;br /&gt;5) OLD things welcome you back but NEW things force you to accept them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the lunch with you guys, the walk to lectures, tutorials and labs, and the jokes we share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Now the jokes i have said seemed to be turned into snow... *Cold cold*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2412770350131984223?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2412770350131984223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2412770350131984223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2412770350131984223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2412770350131984223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/08/new_12.html' title='NEW'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2797774694794974706</id><published>2009-08-12T03:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T03:27:46.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2797774694794974706?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2797774694794974706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2797774694794974706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2797774694794974706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2797774694794974706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/08/new.html' title='NEW'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2473093214969806119</id><published>2009-08-06T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:30:10.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Genting was definitely fun since I had not visited it for eight years. Xh had not visited it for eighteen years so...i bet she had enjoyed more than i did. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now i got to clarify something. *solemn* I am only intolerable to air con and not to natural coolness! yay, im so happy. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had developed this habit of reading magazines thanks to someone *Erherm* you know who you are. lol. And we had 7 magazines with us as if we could finish reading them within a day. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thanks to that particular someone who gave me the COLOUR magazine which had my idol in it. thanks man. lol and the horoscope books that we bought were so damn accurate most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to sum things up, we had a really really great time. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was the orientation in NTU and its so tiring. Have not recovered from the trip so i still feel a bit tired and was having a headache. Well, the fact that i have to go to tutorial class alone is demoralising. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. thanks for the fun times and cold jokes in genting despite the cold weather, XH. Hopefully our wish in the river will come true even thought our coins didn't hit the bell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2473093214969806119?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2473093214969806119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2473093214969806119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2473093214969806119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2473093214969806119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/08/genting-was-definitely-fun-since-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7715114096049235939</id><published>2009-07-15T20:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:27:55.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A tiny winy bit of stress....&lt;br /&gt;But i can handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7715114096049235939?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7715114096049235939/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Just one sentence :  THANK YOU :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3539542376387343281?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3539542376387343281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3539542376387343281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3539542376387343281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3539542376387343281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7341340762128299296</id><published>2009-07-05T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:50:56.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7341340762128299296?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7341340762128299296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7341340762128299296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7341340762128299296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7341340762128299296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6473000669970912087</id><published>2009-07-05T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:38:41.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday and Today</title><content type='html'>About 2 months since i posted. Had been suffering from post graduation depression. lol just joking! Grad was more than a month ago but it seems like it happened yesterday. It was all still so vivid. And i definitely look forward to adding more memories of our class on the coming cardiac gathering on 25th July Saturday. Certainly hoped everyone can attend though i have received replies of unconfirmed attendance. Nevertheless, the anticipation is still there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a great day. Out with the family again! I mean the beanies plus my two son-in-laws ming ming and xinyi so we are officially 'the family'. lol. That was the first time i tasted Pasta de Waraku. Had been hearing lots of comments about the food there, some critisms, some praises. However, i agreed with those that sang praises of the food there. The pizza was thin and crispy like biscuits and the ice cream was tasty too, though not as professional as swensen's. However, the pasta that i have ordered was a bit too oily for my tasting and so, i ended up using two pieces of serviettes to wipe my oil-coated lips. Nevertheless, the meal was really enjoyable and i still feel honoured about the fact that 'the family' treated me to this sumptous meal. Thanks to all of you! The haversack that they gave me as present? That was really what i need when i go to school next time and i apologise for the fact that you guys have to wrack you brains thinking of what to buy for me. Thanks for the effort! And the cake from Secret recipe? The taste is not the main point, the main thing is, all of us took a bite of it and the feeling's great. :) Thanks for the hard work to make yesterday work. Thanks lots. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was even better, with my two sisters, one brother in law, and my forever so cute nephew dawson. We went to Merchant Court hotel to enjoy a lunch buffet. Initially, i rejected the  'royally' offer cos i thought it was too much for a meal. However, they persuaded me to go and with that, i went to try this out. It was worth it afterall cos of the usuage of the DBS card, which gives an offer of one person free. But even without this offer, the meal was really worth the price! I remembered i started out by walking one round, coming back with an empty plate cos there were basically so much yet so little. I didnt know what to eat! Then it came back to me that i was having a buffet so i can take any food i want! lol. My reaction is always so slow. I started a second round and that was when i started the ball rolling on my 'food spree'. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;The food that i love most was everything but to be more specific would be the 'Shanghai Salad'. I dont know what exactly is the ingredients but it tasted like kway teow. It was sour and a little bit spicy, like thai food. The other one was the yummy apple crumble, always my favourite and with the sweet white topping going with it, i just cant stop eating until my second sis took my plate away cos she was holding my birthday cake! Mango tiramisu, a perfect match of sweetness of the mango, bitterness of the tiramisu and spongy soft taste of the cake. Again, i love the fact that everyone takes a bite of the birthday cake. Heehee. It was terrific. &lt;br /&gt;But thats not all! They played a small tiny game with me, letting me choose one red packet out of the three red packets that they were holding. Luck was not with me. lol I chose one that contained only $2.00. They decided to give me another chance and i chose one that contained $10.00. Told you! I think i used the 'elimination method' lol. They were so nice (like me) as they decided to let me off and gave me the red packet with the highest amount of cash in it. How fortunate and lucky! heehee. I was overjoyed and surprised by what happened today until i was in a stance. My sis commented that my response was a bit dull, like i wasnt happy at all. However, it is the direct opposite! I am overjoyed inside and filled with euphoria. I just didnt know how to express myself. I guess i had over-practiced the technique of hiding my real emotions. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Im really gonna thanks all those who accompanied me for yesterday and today cos it was really the most splendid days ever! Thanks and all your efforts would be kept right inside my heart. The most important thing to me is that all of you make it a point to do this and the best gift ever was your presence. Thank you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6473000669970912087?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6473000669970912087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6473000669970912087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6473000669970912087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6473000669970912087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-and-today.html' title='Yesterday and Today'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-522060362637374517</id><published>2009-05-12T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:41:21.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My graduation seat number is Y33. &lt;br /&gt;Anyonw near me?&lt;br /&gt;Dont tell me im alone AGAIN. &lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to those who got COM.&lt;br /&gt;Of course im NOT one of them &lt;br /&gt;How i wish i am. &lt;br /&gt;But my GPA is not that good. &lt;br /&gt;Though im CONTENTED. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation day is coming soon. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone's going to be there, giving blessings and best wishes. &lt;br /&gt;How i wish it would never end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th May will mark the end of my tertiary education. &lt;br /&gt;Moving on is a MUST. &lt;br /&gt;But i will miss u guys. &lt;br /&gt;Esp to those going overseas. &lt;br /&gt;Dont forget us! Keep in touch. &lt;br /&gt;How i wish we could be classmates again but its not possible. &lt;br /&gt;Take care. &lt;br /&gt;To All. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgpoP90Pu2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/0C6LsMV2dU8/s1600-h/Grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgpoP90Pu2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/0C6LsMV2dU8/s400/Grad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335191332074797922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/Sgpq-QLIJhI/AAAAAAAAAik/4QZdulE4FtU/s1600-h/separate+ways.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/Sgpq-QLIJhI/AAAAAAAAAik/4QZdulE4FtU/s400/separate+ways.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335194326299846162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be going on our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/Sgpq-jUj_eI/AAAAAAAAAis/lwoyNdwpQOE/s1600-h/Stars+shining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/Sgpq-jUj_eI/AAAAAAAAAis/lwoyNdwpQOE/s400/Stars+shining.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335194331439693282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we know that we will be striving for our future. &lt;br /&gt;So we are still together :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/Sgpp0Tl26-I/AAAAAAAAAic/jUcZ8L6A8vA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/Sgpp0Tl26-I/AAAAAAAAAic/jUcZ8L6A8vA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335193055906950114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be a new start for all of us. &lt;br /&gt;This marks the end of Poly and the beginning of future path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-522060362637374517?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/522060362637374517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=522060362637374517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/522060362637374517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/522060362637374517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-graduation-seat-number-is-y33.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgpoP90Pu2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/0C6LsMV2dU8/s72-c/Grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3224268524959281087</id><published>2009-05-08T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:58:45.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIFAmjFcI/AAAAAAAAAhs/4gRJ307CT9s/s1600-h/Mom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIFAmjFcI/AAAAAAAAAhs/4gRJ307CT9s/s400/Mom3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467109611738562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You held my hand when i was small and weak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIEyMtk7I/AAAAAAAAAhk/LgJLs79mtnU/s1600-h/Mom+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIEyMtk7I/AAAAAAAAAhk/LgJLs79mtnU/s400/Mom+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467105745277874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lead me through all hurdles in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIEtNJwuI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Gc_Y8WLvK8M/s1600-h/Mother+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIEtNJwuI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Gc_Y8WLvK8M/s400/Mother+day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467104404947682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be your day...Mothers' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIEcD8k7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/5wbNRO-qzRE/s1600-h/Mom4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIEcD8k7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/5wbNRO-qzRE/s400/Mom4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467099802932146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to give you a big hug :) soon.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a special weekend! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.... Everyday is Mothers' Day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3224268524959281087?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3224268524959281087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3224268524959281087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3224268524959281087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3224268524959281087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-held-my-hand-when-i-was-small-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgRIFAmjFcI/AAAAAAAAAhs/4gRJ307CT9s/s72-c/Mom3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3567713357352505103</id><published>2009-05-07T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:27:16.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgLhnZVSALI/AAAAAAAAAhM/SizhN-nuPqY/s1600-h/work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgLhnZVSALI/AAAAAAAAAhM/SizhN-nuPqY/s400/work.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333072975691382962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's work tmr. &lt;br /&gt;Hope my desk wont be that messy. &lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3567713357352505103?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3567713357352505103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3567713357352505103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3567713357352505103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3567713357352505103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-work-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgLhnZVSALI/AAAAAAAAAhM/SizhN-nuPqY/s72-c/work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6451644581640730125</id><published>2009-05-06T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:50:24.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgJ2jGanyqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/fNqcNYCgLds/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgJ2jGanyqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/fNqcNYCgLds/s400/sunrise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332955254149860002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rays are shining through&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it lasts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6451644581640730125?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6451644581640730125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6451644581640730125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6451644581640730125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6451644581640730125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-rays-are-shining-through-hopefully.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgJ2jGanyqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/fNqcNYCgLds/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2103533068757853022</id><published>2009-05-05T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:20:17.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgDzxNwpKtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/_5jnZwwZ1b8/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgDzxNwpKtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/_5jnZwwZ1b8/s400/rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332529985639492306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun will come out soon....&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After The Rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2103533068757853022?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2103533068757853022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2103533068757853022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2103533068757853022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2103533068757853022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/05/sun-will-come-out-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SgDzxNwpKtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/_5jnZwwZ1b8/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-1717485106494853081</id><published>2009-04-30T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:15:03.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its harder for me</title><content type='html'>Its been a week since i had broke the news that i would be going to year 1 in NTU biological sciences to my friends. &lt;br /&gt;Of course, the person who is most shock is lt. I can't help it too. They didnt give me direct entry to second year. :( They didnt think im good enough so, what can i do? lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appeal to second year? &lt;br /&gt;Why i didnt: &lt;br /&gt;1) do i have the confidence to survive better in second year?&lt;br /&gt;2) Do i really wanna go second year? Is it becos my friends are going? &lt;br /&gt;3) Do i really feel that i have the quality to go second year or is it just that i want to take shortcuts in my life? &lt;br /&gt;4) Even if i really go into second year, i would keep on thinking that i should have stayed in first year that time, whenever im stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told some of my secondary school friends today. They were shock and they feel pity for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Yea, 'sway' right?' was my response every time. But deep down i know, perhaps i really dont have the quality to go direct second year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei xing and Poon Khai further confirmed the point on being alone. And its scary. &lt;br /&gt;I know, I know i would cry and say why didnt i appeal so that i could be with my friens. But, i have to grow up. One day,  i might look back and say, 'hey, i was so reliant on ppl that time. Luckily i grew up'. And, i hope i can say that one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its harder for me to tell everyone that: I would go alone :) I like to go alone :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i dont like to go alone but sooner or later i would need to be independant. Yea, and im learning that now. :) I know this came earlier for me than my other friends.  bad luck or good luck, i dont know, i shall face it on my own cos thats the only thing i can do now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-1717485106494853081?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/1717485106494853081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=1717485106494853081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1717485106494853081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1717485106494853081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-harder-for-me.html' title='Its harder for me'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4207913878274336487</id><published>2009-04-30T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:03:52.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is an eventful day. It all started out with a nice swensen's meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 for 1 lunch deal is sure worth it and i had this chicken sandwich which makes me so satisfied and full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which was mahjong session at mei xing's house where we had an hour plus of fun when a call suddenly came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was from sheila. She's got a job offer to work at the hospital to take temperature from visitors. Then it was quickly followed by the journey down to suntec thanks to her dad's ride. And in the next hour was a confirmed position in the job. I was shocked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have to quit the job at T1 cos my mum doesnt allow me to work there anymore cos she knows we are unhappy. The changing of the dates and time and everything and the complains are driving us to the wall. And, i always have the feeling that they would suddenly sack us. Well, why? I dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is an eventful day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4207913878274336487?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4207913878274336487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4207913878274336487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4207913878274336487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4207913878274336487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-is-eventful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4565890691472557865</id><published>2009-04-26T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:50:23.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rise and shine! Its early in the morning and today's monday. I dont have any monday blues since i only work on weekends :) Well, speaking of work, we had recently been complained of our poor performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are as follows: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Leaning against the wall when standing &lt;br /&gt;2) Showing a 'black' and expressionless face while patrolling &lt;br /&gt;3) Being rude to customers&lt;br /&gt;4) Talking in groups, laughing &lt;br /&gt;5) Skiving &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is my explaination not excuses :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Erhem, people have backbone and a human's spinal cord is our central nervous system that controls alot of our nerves. This allows mobility and of course, with a normal and healthy spinal cord, we would be able to carry out normal agile actions. If we dont provide enough support, our spinal cord would be crooked to a certain degree and this is bad for our health. So, we just wanna lean a bit. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Ok, now who walks around smiling to himself? This would really be 'xiao' as in crazy. And who makes alot expression when you walk alone? We are still normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) As you know, people are curious and erhem, kapo. We love to stand at places whereby its super crowded - the more the merrier. So, we always love to block the way. Thats why we neeed crowd controller! Which is exactly what im doing. But, some ppl just are too stubborn to move or are too oblivious to the surroundings or are too mesmerized with what they are looking at that they dont care what i say! Just telling you to move forward. Bet your healthy pair of legs could carry you. So when they complain we are rude when we aren't, look who's talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Firstly, we are not the only one wearing that uniform, so are you sure its really us? Secondly, when you see your collegue, would you just turn away? And thirdly, are you sure we are just talking leisurely? Are you sure we arent talking about work, like who should patrol where etc? And laughter is good for brain power and it brings less white hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Got evidence ma? And whats your definition of skiving?? Drinking water? Humans need 1100mls of water for normal daily needs and we provide 400mls of water by oxidative metabolism. However, bcos of the weather and the strong air con, we need more water. Is that considered skiving? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i had been caught for leaning against the wall. Thats for sure, if you know me. My backbone needs some rest. But the rest? Not that i know of but who knows? &lt;br /&gt;One for all, all for one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4565890691472557865?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4565890691472557865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4565890691472557865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4565890691472557865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4565890691472557865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/04/rise-and-shine-its-early-in-morning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3728452536100709393</id><published>2009-04-23T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T05:01:19.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listing out thoughts to be more cheerful</title><content type='html'>Good things that happened to be lately: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I had gotten a job working as a crowd control at Tampines 1, the new mall. So that i can earn some money. &lt;br /&gt;2) I had slimmed down so that i would be healthier :)&lt;br /&gt;3) I had gotten an offer letter from NTU School of biological Sciences First Year!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good about Going to First Year : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I can have chance to get into contact with the modules that i had studied in poly so as to make my basics more stable. &lt;br /&gt;2) I can try my best to get great grades in first year so as to set a better GPA first. &lt;br /&gt;3) I can get to have more time to think about my future path, to think about what i should choose in later years of study instead of rushing into it. &lt;br /&gt;4) I would know more friends! ( of course, the beanies are the best. ) &lt;br /&gt;5) I would learn to be more confident and more independant when im alone.&lt;br /&gt;6) I would practice and train myself not to be so blur and to watch my back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad about Going to first year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I would be alone since lt, xh, fel will be going to second year straight. &lt;br /&gt;2) I have to really watch my back in case of any back stabbers camouflaging&lt;br /&gt;3) I would be lonely......very lonely.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in summary, i have 6 good pointd and 3 bad points. I am still ahead by 3 good points! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, i wanna thank you. Thank you for your patience and thank you for sorting my thoughts out when im so busy crying over this. Thank you for telling me that there are goodness in everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully, god had opened a bigger and more beautiful window as he had closed one door now. Thanks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3728452536100709393?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3728452536100709393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3728452536100709393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3728452536100709393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3728452536100709393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/04/listing-out-thoughts-to-be-more.html' title='Listing out thoughts to be more cheerful'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7260173616644784341</id><published>2009-04-19T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:25:17.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its finally an OFF DAY! yay to all the ushers. &lt;br /&gt;Work is = stone &lt;br /&gt;Just standing there, directing the crowd. &lt;br /&gt;But its pretty embarrassing to hold up the signs, like im a road block or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are free, go tampines 1! There's alot of shops there that you cant find in other shopping malls. So, its a must go. But.... try to go on weekdays? LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I hope to see something in my post box...something that spells good news&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7260173616644784341?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7260173616644784341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7260173616644784341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7260173616644784341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7260173616644784341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-finally-off-day-yay-to-all-ushers.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3831418002534383059</id><published>2009-04-14T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:40:26.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work is fun but a bit tiring cos its long hours. &lt;br /&gt;Makes me forget about alot of things, which is good :) &lt;br /&gt;To some ppl who cant let go of the past, im sorry for your loss.&lt;br /&gt;To others who will look at the big picture, i pat on your shoulder and say: Good Job&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A single grain feeds a hundred ppl, thats true. &lt;br /&gt;When i stand at the escalator and ursher you ppl to move on, &lt;br /&gt;i meant that you are blocking the way cos please dont stop right at the escalator, &lt;br /&gt;Its really dangerous. &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not saying a word doesnt mean the feeling is not there. &lt;br /&gt;Not grumbling about life doesnt mean im pampered &lt;br /&gt;A cent to another cent is what we had saved up &lt;br /&gt;A sweat to another sweat is what you had not seen &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you had suffered more than me, but why do i feel that you wanted me to be the same? Would you feel happy that way?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's troubles are different, not saying anything doesnt meant i had no troubles. &lt;br /&gt;Not showing the face doesnt mean i am not enduring. &lt;br /&gt;Does it all have to be spelt out?&lt;br /&gt;Being a very chit chatty person, wearing a smile everyday could really push one on, to face other things in your life other than this. &lt;br /&gt;I may not understand your problem, your tiredness, your stress and your bitter. &lt;br /&gt;But i had never said you are relaxed and happy and worry free.&lt;br /&gt;Thats because i know that no one is trouble free. &lt;br /&gt;Appreciation is all we need. Dont wish to point fingers again and dont wish to argue anymore &lt;br /&gt;wanted to apologize cos thats what i had always been doing it. Perhaps i am that tortise hiding beneath the radar and always bearing the fault. But something is pulling me back this tme. &lt;br /&gt;What is it? I dont know. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe i had had enough?? Maybe im not that argutive and im not so good at speaking. &lt;br /&gt;Cos i would cry when i start saying bcos i would be thinking : Shit, why am i stuck in this situation, i want to turn back in time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have incoherent thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;Why did it became like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. spaming is illegal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3831418002534383059?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3831418002534383059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3831418002534383059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3831418002534383059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3831418002534383059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/04/work-is-fun-but-bit-tiring-cos-its-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7031237294010579660</id><published>2009-04-07T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T05:02:40.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please dont keep on ranting and say how much you had done for us. Its not as if i had never helped you before. Its not as if i had never done a favour for you. Yea,so what if you got money?? I dont care cos its not my money ok?&lt;br /&gt;You got give money but its not me who gets it ok? And im not after the money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls use your heart to think that if i had known how to feed him the medicine etc, would i be oblivious and then dont care? I had helped you take care of him all these while and all i get is a scolding? You know how difficult it is to take care of him and cant you even appreciate us by not scolding us??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think its easy ah? One weekend and you cannot tahan alr.How about us? We faces that for the whole week days ok? We are also humans. YOu are not the only one who is busy or useful ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls dont put yourself in the middle of the world, cos you are not the only person on earth ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what is the reason i always pull back from asking help from you? It is that YOU ALWAYS COUNT IT AND YOU WOULD BRING IT 0UT WHENEVER WE ARGUE. THAT is you! So sometimes, no is everytime, i am so afraid to ask favours from you cos i know you would remember it and then get it back from me. Must you be so calculative?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When im having exams, haven i taken care of him too? &lt;br /&gt;When he have so many medicines to be fed, haven i fed it one by one patiently even when i have my own things to do?&lt;br /&gt;When my friends can enjoy and go out in the morning or early afternoon, i have to stay at home and do what is not my responsiblilty and be stressed out by his cries and whinning even when im having exams. Its stressed enough during that period and did i say anything? Im not a floor mat nor am i a pushover. And now during holidays i cant even go out cos why? I have to babysit. And i am stab by guiltyness when i go out and everytime i have to rush for time or even get late! And thank god my friends didnt mind. Right, you think i go out just to shop? I have my errands to run, my uni to apply. I wanna do it myself cos again, i dont want to ask favour for you cos once again, you are going to be so calculative!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You said im oblivious to the surroundings. &lt;br /&gt;IF I AM, WOULD I EVEN KNOW HOW TO: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed your son&lt;br /&gt;Cook your son porridge &lt;br /&gt;Deal with it when your son poo and i have to wash his butt and change his diapers &lt;br /&gt;Watch thomas with him &lt;br /&gt;Rock him to sleep &lt;br /&gt;Made milk for him &lt;br /&gt;Feed him water every now and then cos i scared that he might be sick &lt;br /&gt;Change his clothes after he bathed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if my friends were to ask me what had i done over the holidays, yea, the list above just about sums it all. And additional thing is, i have to sneak out while your son is sleeping and then use the computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i dont mind taking care of him but pls do spare a thought for us and dont think that i stay at home all day and slack ok? I slack these few days bcos i am sick ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so now, if you still think i am that selfish oblivious brat that you were talking about, then IM LOSS FOR WORDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7031237294010579660?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7031237294010579660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7031237294010579660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7031237294010579660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7031237294010579660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-dont-keep-on-ranting-and-say-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-8258636970684971808</id><published>2009-03-29T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:21:24.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm</title><content type='html'>Went out early this morning. Its Qing Ming festival soon. We decided to pray early. It reminds me of them again, but the feeling now is peaceful. Hope they are happy now :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, did i mention that it was sorching hot? Yea, the sun is shining so brightly today and I'm sweating as if i am having a sauna. &lt;br /&gt;And then, at late afternoon, it started raining so heavily and the thunder was so loud i got waken up by it. Hees, i was napping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, staying at home is great but its not SO enjoyable when you dont have any more TV shows for you to watch! Entertainment is getting lesser, but luckily, i have got Dawson :P. And...going out= spending money and money seems to be the thing that i am lacking right now. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-8258636970684971808?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/8258636970684971808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=8258636970684971808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8258636970684971808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8258636970684971808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/warm.html' title='Warm'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2939814634121650853</id><published>2009-03-23T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:41:37.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Baseball Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpartofspringareyouquiz/baseball-games.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like old fashioned things. You're one of those people who values tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy a slow pace of life. You believe that life is all about enjoying every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love the changing of the seasons, and you look forward to what each season brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are smart and a bit obsessive. You become very immersed in your interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatpartofspringareyouquiz/"&gt;What Part of Spring Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a follow up from xh's blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2939814634121650853?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2939814634121650853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2939814634121650853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2939814634121650853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2939814634121650853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-baseball-games-you-like-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5371606136584105896</id><published>2009-03-23T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:18:32.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KL trip</title><content type='html'>KL trip was wonderful! It was an enjoyable 4 days 3 nights trip. Homestay at en ci's granny house is perfect. It was relaxing and fun. Thanks for the accomodation and the warm welcome :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip started with the dreadful 7 hours train trip from tanjong pagar. Well, it wasn't so tedious afterall. I slept during 3/4 of the trip. *guilty* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first dinner was steamboat! Wow, yummy food placed on the table.I had never tasted 长型鱼饼 shaped like a noodle! 弹性超好的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fed to the fullest everyday!! and the deserts are like so nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunway lagoon was fun too and full of jokes. en ci, your twins is back in russia alr? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5371606136584105896?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5371606136584105896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5371606136584105896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5371606136584105896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5371606136584105896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/kl-trip.html' title='KL trip'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2472384765941043904</id><published>2009-03-14T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:16:14.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats Zak! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so beautiful today...so different. I could feel the bliss and happiness when I saw you today, in your room, in your gown and so pretty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is deep and beyond description. What one could say is just millions of congrats and wishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats that you had found your support in life and wish that you would stay happy forever and be loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New stage for you and we will all be right here, wishing you happiness. Turn around and you would see us, supporting you all the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for inviting us. Means alot to me :) &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the company for these 3 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we would meet again and we would smile to each other with that familiar face...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2472384765941043904?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2472384765941043904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2472384765941043904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2472384765941043904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2472384765941043904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/congrats-zak-you-look-so-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-941403512267673083</id><published>2009-03-11T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:28:20.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When do you feel helpless?&lt;br /&gt;Is it when u can't do anything to help yourself and you feel like you are gonna just stay like that without any help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it when you fall into an abscess and no one hears your cries for help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, i say .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can actually feel helpless when you see someone in pain and agony and someone feeling helpless, yet, you can't do anything about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like you see your friend fall into the water yet you dont know howto swim so you can't save her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sometimes, the world dont revovle around just ourselves, it involves the ppl around us too. So... to ppl who had neglected their surroundings... look at how many of the others are also facing their problems and start to feel for them. Its time to know there are others present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. sorry i can't help much. I wish i could but, its beyond my touch. What i can do now is stay by you and tell you not to worry and i would be always supporting you no matter what. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry! Im fine :) &lt;br /&gt;Hope you are too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-941403512267673083?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/941403512267673083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=941403512267673083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/941403512267673083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/941403512267673083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-do-you-feel-helpless-is-it-when-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5896424939118164333</id><published>2009-03-06T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:51:35.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a fun day at sentosa. It didn't rain. It was scorching hot and luckily, my SPF 50 ++ sunscreen didn't fail me. I guess I'm still in the same complexion as before. hees. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing xh and en ci build their territories with their sandcastle, I could strongly sense the child in them. Well, me and felicia did particpate in this childish yet fun activity of 'playing with the sand'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frisby was tiring thanks to en ci's idea of 'running around' after every catch of the flying disc. It was overall fun esp with xh being the monkey. She VOLUNTEERED. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Monday's gonna be Hong Hwee and En Ci baking time AGAIN. I promise I won't dump you (en ci) and go take a shower this time. lol. The baking session is gonna be a preparation for tuesday's picnic. Yea!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu (not yet final) for tuesday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Super Moist Choc Cake &lt;br /&gt;2) Jelly &lt;br /&gt;3) Glutinous rice &lt;br /&gt;4) Cookies &lt;br /&gt;5) Sandwiches &lt;br /&gt;6) Bee hoon &lt;br /&gt;7) Strawberry tarts &lt;br /&gt;8) Coca cola frosting on cup cakes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not yet final cos i dont garantee my choc cake will be successful and the rest (3-8) is prepared by our other lovely members of the picnic. lol. Xinyi, mm, you guys wanna contribute anything to the menu? But just small portions will do cos we are not dinosaurs.... I don't think we can finish so much food. lol so if u bring yourself there and help finish the food can alr. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5896424939118164333?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5896424939118164333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5896424939118164333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5896424939118164333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5896424939118164333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-fun-day-at-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6631229818304827326</id><published>2009-03-05T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T05:28:22.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its sentosa day tmr!! :) &lt;br /&gt;I wasnt feeling quite well yesterday. It was probably the sun and rain that came and stopped within a fraction of second, making the weather turning from extreme cold to extreme warm. Well, that's Singapore and its not the first time i had fallen sick due to this weather. Sighsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sont be disheartened! I drank lots of water after yesterday and i was feeling better. Well, i was a little twiny little bit feverish this afternoon but i am feeling better now! Hees, not gonna miss the outing tmr at sentosa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XH, En ci, i will bring the 'stuffs' you guys want. Lol, fel, we just stand behind and see how they play with the sand ok? Must take photos. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : What excuses will it be this time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おやすみなさい&lt;br /&gt;（good night )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6631229818304827326?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6631229818304827326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6631229818304827326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6631229818304827326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6631229818304827326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-sentosa-day-tmr-i-wasnt-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-8811998612918926869</id><published>2009-03-02T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:23:08.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>生病是什么滋味？&lt;br /&gt;想必大家都知道吧。&lt;br /&gt;病人难免都会发牢骚，发脾气，告诉你他们有多难受， 多累。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但小朋友不会说话，不懂得表达，你不知道他们想要些什么。&lt;br /&gt;当你不知道他们在吵什么的时候，该怎么办好?&lt;br /&gt;我想，只要想像自己就是他们，那，应该也不回那么难猜了吧。&lt;br /&gt;但，你始终无法真正了解他们当下的痛苦。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃药的过程是最痛苦的，看着他们把那难喝的要给吞下去时，我应该感到佩服， 应为有些大人连吞药都得拖拖拉拉的。&lt;br /&gt;你不要以为他们还小，什么都不会，实际上，他们比任何人都聪明，都仔细，都懂得讨人欢心。你不信？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我拿起吃药的塑料筒时，dawdaw 马上反感，嚷嚷大叫。我连抓住他的时间都没有，他就已经跑得远远了。 终于把他给抓了回来，但，他那一把鼻涕，一把眼泪的反应，让我心疼不已。又有什么办法呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只能说，下次一定要好好地注意他的健康啦。&lt;br /&gt;很期待他能在活泼起来，毕竟，那不都是小朋友应该有的特色吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;健康还是重要的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想再让他看到我拿起药时的样子了。我不想让他对我反感。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ろくじにじっぷんです。&lt;br /&gt;（6.20　ｐｍ）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-8811998612918926869?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/8811998612918926869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=8811998612918926869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8811998612918926869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8811998612918926869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/dawdaw-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-9074571745164618138</id><published>2009-03-01T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T07:13:40.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>こんばわい！&lt;br /&gt;(good evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近实在超流行宅男宅女的嘢。以前会想说，其实呆在家里不是很正常的吗？ 现在我才知道。。。 呵呵， 其实不是哦。但应为现在超流行宅在家里，我才真正发现到期实有很多人以前都不宅。 可因为某些原因而变宅了。是应为经济不好吗？还是应为往外跑久了，最后才发现自己的家事最好的，所以才常常呆在家。不管怎么样都好，只要能多陪陪自己的家人，不管是出门还是在家里，不都一样吗？&lt;br /&gt;所以，在假期中，之前无法和他们一起分享的，我都会尽量的补回来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油! かんばいてい！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night! おやすみなさい！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じういちじじっぷんです。&lt;br /&gt;（１１．１０ｐｍ）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-9074571745164618138?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/9074571745164618138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=9074571745164618138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/9074571745164618138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/9074571745164618138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-evening-good-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2216146261720035685</id><published>2009-02-28T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:56:16.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>こんばわい！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats good evening :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在假期中，当然不可以无所事事啦！ 要让自己过得有满足感不止要努力的放轻松（haha），当然也要要求自己做一些平时想做但又没时间做的事情啦！ 所以我就拿出了我那已长满灰尘的日语书，希望我还能记得当年所学的一切。啦啦啦。。。 我还是能记得一些啦，不过。。。 请给我多一点时间。。。让我自我反省。。。。 应为。。。。 我已经忘了好多啊！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;すみませい！&lt;br /&gt;かんばいでい！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さいよなら！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いまごごごじごふんまえです！&lt;br /&gt;(now is 5 mins before 5pm :))&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaeGpOl7lZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/2YFuETtZi00/s72-c/Sunny+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2653747212903231946</id><published>2009-02-26T22:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:14:44.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaeEzvTWzpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NfGRh5C9Kp4/s1600-h/Bintan+photos+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaeEzvTWzpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NfGRh5C9Kp4/s400/Bintan+photos+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307356710285266578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaeEzvTWzpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NfGRh5C9Kp4/s72-c/Bintan+photos+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4994320728318057591</id><published>2009-02-24T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:58:28.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQLD7IaYRI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uesqkCisoAw/s1600-h/Me+and+alice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQLD7IaYRI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uesqkCisoAw/s400/Me+and+alice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306378422989775122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4994320728318057591?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4994320728318057591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4994320728318057591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4994320728318057591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4994320728318057591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQLD7IaYRI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uesqkCisoAw/s72-c/Me+and+alice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-1655311599306888449</id><published>2009-02-24T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:44:09.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQHqDI_SFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/S16GSRFzOyE/s1600-h/Dawson+mummum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQHqDI_SFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/S16GSRFzOyE/s400/Dawson+mummum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306374679928195154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the breakfast :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-1655311599306888449?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/1655311599306888449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=1655311599306888449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1655311599306888449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1655311599306888449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-breakfast.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQHqDI_SFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/S16GSRFzOyE/s72-c/Dawson+mummum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7559891228313686368</id><published>2009-02-24T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:36:47.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQF8nLVzpI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pE8YlfZRvBM/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQF8nLVzpI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pE8YlfZRvBM/s400/Slide1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306372799816126098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7559891228313686368?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7559891228313686368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7559891228313686368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7559891228313686368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7559891228313686368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/swimming-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaQF8nLVzpI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pE8YlfZRvBM/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2348475555339971748</id><published>2009-02-23T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:24:40.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaOSm8e9-KI/AAAAAAAAAgE/A-NAWbna0M4/s1600-h/Bintan+photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaOSm8e9-KI/AAAAAAAAAgE/A-NAWbna0M4/s400/Bintan+photos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306245983741278370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now lol&lt;br /&gt;Thats alot of photos!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2348475555339971748?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2348475555339971748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2348475555339971748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2348475555339971748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2348475555339971748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SaOSm8e9-KI/AAAAAAAAAgE/A-NAWbna0M4/s72-c/Bintan+photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4562773874837279034</id><published>2009-02-20T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:28:01.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Crave a Blissful Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thesunsettest/sunset-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your dream is to live a light hearted, carefree life. You don't want to be bogged down by stress.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to recapture some of the playfulness and innocence you had as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that life should be about celebrations and fun. The world needs more happiness.&lt;br /&gt;You want to focus on the positive and stay optimistic. It's too easy to get depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://blogthings.com/thesunsettest/"&gt;The Sunset Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love the sunset :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4562773874837279034?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4562773874837279034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4562773874837279034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4562773874837279034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4562773874837279034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-crave-blissful-life-your-dream-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5713453452193601597</id><published>2009-02-20T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:34:47.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW THINGS TO ME TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like a Mother/ Papa Bear&lt;br /&gt;Thats what li ting and en ci says.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;and im naggy&lt;br /&gt;ok thats not exactly new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, thank you for the 'compliment'&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were shopping and i prompted this qn to the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of animal would you describe the 6 of us, including yourself and they gave me the above generous description. Thank you :) At least i know im caring. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i thought :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enci: mouse&lt;br /&gt;li ting: dolphin&lt;br /&gt;Tabby: giraffe&lt;br /&gt;xiao hui: rabbit&lt;br /&gt;felicia: Zebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is the BINTAN TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ci , are u excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sense *nods*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5713453452193601597?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5713453452193601597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5713453452193601597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5713453452193601597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5713453452193601597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-things-to-me-today-i-am-like-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-1379538267306059470</id><published>2009-02-10T04:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:00:20.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trips</title><content type='html'>Bintan and KL..... awaitng me, thats really worth anticipating.&lt;br /&gt;Its been long since i went KL. I cant even remember when. But thanks to en ci, thank you for the invitation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintan is worth waiting cos its next week! Soon after the exam. The trip is worth waiting but not the exams before that. Preparation is long and the exams are scheduled at night?! Why the arrangement, dont ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that im having headaches now and then. Its throbbing pain but i will try to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok.... i will tahan longer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ci, are you excited?! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-1379538267306059470?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/1379538267306059470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=1379538267306059470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1379538267306059470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/1379538267306059470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/trips.html' title='Trips'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-8076473051103087609</id><published>2009-02-07T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T19:09:00.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'I'm getting married next month'. This was what i heard from my friend last week. I am still in the slight stage of shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, i realised, we have all grown up. Its no longer : 'hey i like him' or ' hey i have a crush on him' or 'hey i hate him (but i actually like him)'  that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is ugly and hard to digest. But people still do, i still have to digest it. We have all grown up and legally, i'm 20. There's alot of things that must be accomplished and alot of things for me to see. I have not gain enough, i felt. I need to be educated, of the world. There's still so much to know and so little time. With a snap, its 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had all my friends grew up and im the only one harbouring the thought of missing childhood, or have i got company? Tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Congrats to my dear friend!!! We will definitely go !!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-8076473051103087609?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/8076473051103087609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=8076473051103087609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8076473051103087609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8076473051103087609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-getting-married-next-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5265141686709053045</id><published>2009-02-05T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:35:20.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>Its Friday tmr. Whats so special about i;t? Cos its Ben yang's test tmr! I know its gonna be difficult but i hope im well prepared. I had been feeling pretty tired recently and had been having naps in the afternoon. I hope i wont be lethargy tmr. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Colorectal Carcinoma - One of the risk factor -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact of faeces with the epithelia cells of the colon for too long.... so guys, go for more than once or at least once per day.... its good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Carcinogenic compounds - that can cause cancer -&lt;br /&gt;Obviously are unhealthy food, but what exactly?&lt;br /&gt;Your FAV BBQ when ever who ever's birthday party MUST HAVE itenary. Yea, 2hours of BBQ = 200 cigaratte smoking. Indirectly you became a smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Atherosclerosis - Leads to heart attack - Risk factors&lt;br /&gt;Have you been lying on your couch for the past few hours, watching videos and tv? Yea, sedentary lifestyle and excessive eating can lead to high cholesterol, one of the contributing factor to heart attack. So get up and exercise guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i will be tested on tmr. Infant pathology including (but that dosent apply to u).&lt;br /&gt;Sounds easy but its not cos i haven mentioned about the mechanisms and the genes that are involved.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Well i shall only bother myself with that  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5265141686709053045?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5265141686709053045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5265141686709053045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5265141686709053045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5265141686709053045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/02/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-261053471995527003</id><published>2009-01-29T06:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T06:39:05.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is still so much</title><content type='html'>This morning was patho and almost all of us were in a CNY+ HOLI+ SLPING mood. Luckily i have gotten my mp3 to do my work (secret) lol. As usual, he is speaking as though someone is chasing his tail, far much faster than my speed today. My hands get tired so easily that it seems so hard to lift them for more than few mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVM that detail. We went BREEKS cafe to have our class reunion lunch and 'we' means the whole class! Well, almost.... 17 is a remarkable one. I hope we have all enjoyed it. I didnt really enjoy the food but the company was far much better. Thanks Cardiac Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade after that was fun. We had a little unwind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my retribution comes when i reach home cos i have to start on PATHO tutorial. Its terrible! LOL, i wonder if im doing Neoplasia or Blood Vessles PATHO. I know its linked, but i sure hope it is something like MI etc. At least i can apply what i have learnt in NHC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, new year was pretty fun, except the fact that exams are right after it. I hope i would have ample time :) HOPE. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHall upload the photos with the post next time when xiao hui send me the photos. Erhem, xh...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALl right, tmr is the scary tutorial with Ben Yang, hopefully, ALL WILL GO WELL :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-261053471995527003?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/261053471995527003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=261053471995527003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/261053471995527003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/261053471995527003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-is-still-so-much_29.html' title='There is still so much'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7045754534329390711</id><published>2009-01-29T06:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T06:32:55.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is still so much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7045754534329390711?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7045754534329390711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7045754534329390711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7045754534329390711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7045754534329390711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-is-still-so-much.html' title='There is still so much'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2139346308844275524</id><published>2009-01-23T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:53:24.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XH, have u done your first thing to do when i told u to do when u get home? lol, i know i know, dont hit me, or bring your 'radiator' to me. thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have this contagious habit from XH , aka hitting the quota. Something embarrassing happened yesterday and poor XH have to drag me away. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its new year soon! I am so happy heheh. Well, tmr is new year's eve and the reunion dinner is worth anticipating. Well, i dont like seafood though, but i like the fact that we can get together and have a meal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so contented. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2139346308844275524?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2139346308844275524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2139346308844275524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2139346308844275524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2139346308844275524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/01/xh-have-u-done-your-first-thing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6076789065898744572</id><published>2009-01-21T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:48:44.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My email had encountered some problems. It just wouldnt budge. No matter how many times i have tried to upload, it just wouldnt. Sorry en ci, im still trying. Not even hotmail budges. The file is too big, an hour plus of recording. I should have separated the record during lesson. But he spoke too fast. I should have two MP3s instead. lol. Wanna buy for me? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's coming and i keep on having the idea to slack. But i know i have to save the s word for the real new year days. I cant stop my plan. so here i am trying to concentrate. But there's just so much to start. Yet, im still looking forward to the reunion dinner, the movie on 26th, the day with beanies and xinyi ming ming on wednesday. yea, its coming :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was sumptous and thats why the sudden increase in rate of lipogenesis, proteogenesis and glycogenesis. I prefer glycolysis and lipolysis :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6076789065898744572?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6076789065898744572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6076789065898744572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6076789065898744572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6076789065898744572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-email-had-encountered-some-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2437957162821997502</id><published>2009-01-19T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T04:46:01.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>风的指示是对的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多的事情或许不需要太过顺着逻辑， 很多事只要你能停下脚步仔细的看和想， 一切就其实很明白了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2437957162821997502?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2437957162821997502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2437957162821997502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2437957162821997502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2437957162821997502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6110902875269208243</id><published>2008-12-27T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:35:06.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tmr's school reopen and its going to be LUNAR NEW YEAR SOON.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hurry?&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the calendar yesterday and found that, on the third day of holiday on CNY, is not a school holiday!&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb my hallucination. Hehe but i hope it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going back to school tmr is as usual. Nothing to look forward to?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : not bothering is good ..... keeps ur mind clear of troubles that dont belong to u :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6110902875269208243?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6110902875269208243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6110902875269208243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6110902875269208243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6110902875269208243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/12/tmrs-school-reopen-and-its-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-811056371947127072</id><published>2008-12-22T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:50:58.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;how can someone be so thick-skin?&lt;br /&gt;how could you treat us like that?&lt;br /&gt;Im not your maid nor you are a princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna stil face u and smile as though nothing had happened&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to tell you that im angry&lt;br /&gt;I really am&lt;br /&gt;No one had ever done this before that can make me feel like this&lt;br /&gt;betrayed used sparetyre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not a spare friend&lt;br /&gt;YOu wan me as a friend&lt;br /&gt;Treat me as one!&lt;br /&gt;Please or else tell me we are not alr !&lt;br /&gt;ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont waste my time on doing what is supposed to be done by you&lt;br /&gt;and you dont bothered to ask anything about it&lt;br /&gt;are you oblivious to us and whats happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a queue long of friends waiting for you to be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok ..... no vacancy then dont need to give it to me&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be treated like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna act like i still like you cos i dont wanna be fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just am so angry im gonna cry&lt;br /&gt;How come i had you as a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-811056371947127072?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/811056371947127072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=811056371947127072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/811056371947127072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/811056371947127072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-can-someone-be-so-thick-skin-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5509319542913164078</id><published>2008-12-11T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:38:30.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>My hands cramp.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XH, help me massage.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en ci..... you are right.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expectations set to a new mark.........................en ci, what's yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5509319542913164078?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SUITydDX4oI/AAAAAAAAAes/CphFCqQy9lw/s1600-h/DSCF0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278803470744806018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SUITydDX4oI/AAAAAAAAAes/CphFCqQy9lw/s320/DSCF0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SUITzvfzukI/AAAAAAAAAfE/AwAc32O0T88/s1600-h/DSCF0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278803492875778626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SUITzvfzukI/AAAAAAAAAfE/AwAc32O0T88/s320/DSCF0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SUISWXf0JHI/AAAAAAAAAec/kRjKqGdKARk/s1600-h/DSCF0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278801888705520754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4569459513677824974?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4569459513677824974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4569459513677824974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prom'/><title type='text'>Prom Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prom night was fun! LOL. At least, we ( xh, en ci and me ) made the best out of it. We trios were acting so weird initially but.... who cares? We started to take photos and the dinner was great. Just that.... no rice!!! how can. I was so hungry. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the event log was great. Lots of fun and laughter and the performance was great. THough every one was busy taking photo. I believe en ci must be listening so hard and keen to the live band yesterday right? *winks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. Dr. tan was there yesterday and we took photos with him. Well, i was slightly taller than him but he dont mind. Thats great. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo outcome of xh and allen was funny. Cos he look more like xh's daddy. XH agreed on this view too! lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, and a very nice very nice photo that i took for en ci and her star star. But en ci, you say the backview is fine with you right? I took two. One with the side view. Its good. lol YOu can photo shot it. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, its definitely fun and an experience to earn. But it would be even more fun with he whole class. Nah.... its ok. But it was pretty awkward for the three of us when ppl kept asking: where's the rest of the class? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En ci will always point at us : The rest of the class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, saw a lot of friends that i didnt expect they will go. LOL but we still took photos. Show in the next post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) Thanks xh, en ci for the great night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks sister and alice jie jie, for lettin your sister know that she can be pretty :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dawson time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9eEUthG1I/AAAAAAAAAdk/p-oCojrrs44/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278040716673620818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9eEUthG1I/AAAAAAAAAdk/p-oCojrrs44/s320/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy smile :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9eQHO-kMI/AAAAAAAAAds/pCd-bFSFB6Q/s1600-h/DSC00356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278040919214297282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9eQHO-kMI/AAAAAAAAAds/pCd-bFSFB6Q/s320/DSC00356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just had my meal - satisfied &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9eg87vmyI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TvoZWJ0bBm0/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9ehdGxG9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Lc7wZNJ77-E/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278041217143217106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9ehdGxG9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Lc7wZNJ77-E/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take noteof the plastic bags on the floor.... Dawson threw them and he is looking at his master piece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9eg87vmyI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TvoZWJ0bBm0/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278041208507046690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9eg87vmyI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TvoZWJ0bBm0/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dawson: iM gonna get scolded again! help me ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2006789382682334477?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2006789382682334477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2006789382682334477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2006789382682334477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2006789382682334477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/12/prom-night.html' title='Prom Night'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/ST9eEUthG1I/AAAAAAAAAdk/p-oCojrrs44/s72-c/DSC00416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-794016938298208903</id><published>2008-11-21T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:45:57.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trembling</title><content type='html'>Im in bradycardia again. . . why? i dont know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are trembling since dont know when and its involuntarily. Not parkinson's. Nor is it that im not eating. I ate.... but is forceful feeding. Just for the sake of taking in medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did expect this to happen. BUt not continuouusly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even have time to prepare mentally and tears keep rolling down.&lt;br /&gt;The impact was bigger than i thought... esp when i see them cry. It made me wanna cry too. Cos i know they are gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lost was greater for them, as they are closer. But my loss was never minimal, for i still rmb them vividly in some of the years i spent with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path of life is short yet long... depending on how u see it. Yet&lt;br /&gt;the path across the hall to the cremation room was as short as 3 minutes....&lt;br /&gt;and he turned into ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears were rolling down.... cries were heard, esp from his daughters, slient cries were from grand children as they have to keep strong to support their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second round is here. And its more tedious.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-794016938298208903?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/794016938298208903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=794016938298208903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/794016938298208903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/794016938298208903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/11/trembling.html' title='trembling'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6705537254959390941</id><published>2008-11-05T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:10:17.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping posture</title><content type='html'>I sprained my wrist. Can u imagine?&lt;br /&gt;En Ci said : could be due to your sleeping posture.&lt;br /&gt;Yea i thought so too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a wrist guard..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6705537254959390941?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6705537254959390941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6705537254959390941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6705537254959390941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6705537254959390941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/11/sleeping-posture.html' title='Sleeping posture'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2055119347645580624</id><published>2008-10-31T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T06:02:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little girl</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a girl who was standing by the river, watching the water flow smoothly downstream. It was a bright and sunny day but her mood is not compaitable with the weather. She wished it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, she still decide to take a stroll along the river bank. Picking up stones and throwing them into the river, she hope she could throw all her troubles away by doing so.&lt;br /&gt;The effort is futile. All her troubles are stil there, bugging her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mumbled to herself : I should find someone to talk to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the bridge, she cross the river to the other side, where she could see her family and friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She skipped home... wanting to find her father to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't find him.&lt;br /&gt;She asked: Mummy, where is papa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: He had gone over to the other town. Dont u remember?&lt;br /&gt;The girl look down: I remember it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to talk to her mum instead, but her mum said : Come, help me to........&lt;br /&gt;Before her mum realise, the girl had ran out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl thought: I'm too troubled to think about this! Im too busy to help. im sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, in front of the yard, she saw her friends.&lt;br /&gt;They were brooding while some were busy building castles with plastercine. Thats for their homework from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked up at her and some asked : What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;The girl smiled and said: Get busy with ur work, Im fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They smiled at her and continued to be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl turned and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;She walked into the forest and soon came to a clearing.&lt;br /&gt;There lie a log. It was tempting for her to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she shall sit there.&lt;br /&gt;On the log, she folded her knees and slouched.&lt;br /&gt;She like to slouch. Its unhealthy and ugly, but she like to do it when she is alone.&lt;br /&gt;She would seem to be small and wouldnt be noticed by others.&lt;br /&gt;She like that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;She dont like to be the attention of the forest creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th girl mumbled to herself : WHy isnt there anyone to talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl shouted in frustration, with tears welling up in her eyes : Isnt there anyone i can talk to?! My name is Hong Hwee!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2055119347645580624?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2055119347645580624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2055119347645580624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2055119347645580624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2055119347645580624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-girl.html' title='The little girl'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7755193580738575669</id><published>2008-10-26T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:12:23.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxygen</title><content type='html'>Oxygen = life&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen = energy&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen = Movement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen = Ageing&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen = Death&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen = Explosions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything thing has two sides to it. Face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say so.... but Ben Yang's lecture had again inspired me.&lt;br /&gt;The videos that he played in class were so captivating, though its not about any hot or handsome artistes. Its about the miracle of life and what has science got to do with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl had been trying so hard to keep themselves young. They tr many means and ways and some suceeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whats the price?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  documentary shows a woman who had injected growth hormones into her since dont know when. Maybe since she starts to feel herself ageing. (Come on - we are ageing every min)&lt;br /&gt;She looked like she is in her thirties but in real fact, she is already 56 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Freaking hell!' That must be some woman's reaction when they were striked with this news. Some might be eager to find out how this particular women did this while others might probably think the same way as me - 'What exactly had she sacrificed?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injected growth hormone into her veins everyday would be painful but she endured it. She had a youthful look in return. But the price is - the increase risk of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;And yet she had said : I have got nothing to lose. So there is nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be nothing wrong with her thinking that.&lt;br /&gt;But what if, what if, if cancer were to strike her at her age, she would have a 'long' way to go, long way to fight it, since she had injected the growth hormone that made her body 'younger'. By then, would she have had the same thought as well? Would she be smiling and saying : Its all worth it. No wrinkles, no fats, no ageing signs for so long and in return, im striken with illnesses that i would anyway get in anytime of my lifetime. What regrets would i have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no right and wrong views about this. Its all a matter of do you think ots worth it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wrinkles on our mum's faces, the tummy that they have, the weak bones that needed our support.&lt;br /&gt;The wrinkles- Are the evidence of the years she had taken care of us, the troubles that she had gone through in order to make us grow healthly and happily, study well and be well fed.&lt;br /&gt;The tummy - reminds me of the time she had to squeeze me into this world, to welcome me with her smile and in the end, she can this stretch marks cellulite and tummy. She hates it, but i adore it, with reminder of how i came to this world.&lt;br /&gt;The weak bones - remember we were still fetus? We had drained the calcium in her when she was carrying us. When we were born, she had to carry us all the way. whenever we were kids and wanted to be carried by her instead of walking on our own, she will always nod her head with a smlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i felt about woman ageing..... its different from what she thought. Not as ugly as what she had potrayed herself as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ageing..... we are in this every minute, with every breath of oxygen that we take in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who dont age?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7755193580738575669?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7755193580738575669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7755193580738575669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7755193580738575669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7755193580738575669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/10/oxygen.html' title='Oxygen'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6072835780218815268</id><published>2008-10-16T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:22:04.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knew it !</title><content type='html'>I knew it... Ben Yang's lessons are gonna be a challenge in future. He had just briefed us about his lecture etc and we are so so so stressed and worried. I dont know about the others, at least i know i'm panicking cos i know it would be so much more difficult than i had thought/ experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursdays and fridays are gonna be very tedious and sufficient sleep the night before is a must, though i can't promise if i have got the luxury of doing so. Certainly hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed us an educational video today. And its about the ageing population in a certain country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The documentary includes interviews with the elderly and how they had lived till this old age and how had they coped with their lives despite the illnesses that they are suffering from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so brave when facing these terrible illnesses- some parkinsons, others were diabetes mellitus or respiratory tract illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an interview with an elderly.&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: How old are u now?&lt;br /&gt;Old lady: 99&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: What's the feeling of turning 100 soon?&lt;br /&gt;Old Lady: Well, it still feels like 99!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i feel the same too. I wonder if i were to be so oblivious to my age, would my body function feel the same too? No. Ben Yang emphasized to us today- we will all die. And thats cruelly true. I was striken by this thought - how would i live this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said : Either by heart problems (most) , other diseases, or accidents. Even if u had luckily missed these.... u will still die of deteriotion of the body organs and the function of these deterioted organs would not be sufficient to allow u to carry on live forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly do u mean when ppl say forever? Like friends forever, love forever, hate forever. Should they be changed to 'till death' instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The narrator of the documentary said: Everyone wanted to live young forever, but when they turn old, they would never wanna live old forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats true. Nobody in this world would like to suffer forever. But the elderly that i had seen from the documentary were so brave and not hesistant to face their age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a couple who both lived together till 90 plus. His wife had alzhemier's and the hushband had parkinson. They were still living together. Initially, they were moved to the room with 2 separated beds. They later pushed the bed together and slept next to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This left me thinking - The vows that were said at the point of the marriage ceremony are so true. They had executed this and how many couples would have done so?&lt;br /&gt;How many couples would have separated even before this last final stage of test of their love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would have thought that the real test of love were at their initial stage of relationship but the real test would only start when they are married. Would they have thought of this at the point of marrying each other? The emotional support of each other would be important esp at the point when they age and unfortunately, with diseases. They would be emotionally and of course physically weak.&lt;br /&gt;If both were to be able to foresee the future together, would they be able to endure the last test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another case about a daughter taking care of his father who has respirator tract diseases. They were mexicans if im not wrong cos she had address his dad as 'papi'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had mastered everything that was needed to take care of his bed-ridden father. She had learnt those difficult medical procedures that without learning it at school, it would be ten times harder for her. How would she be able to cope? Thats because of her love for her dad i guess. Would every child in the world be able to do this as she had done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commitment is long and hard to maintain. She has the will that is worth respecting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6072835780218815268?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6072835780218815268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6072835780218815268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6072835780218815268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6072835780218815268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/10/knew-it.html' title='Knew it !'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5758590723440169137</id><published>2008-10-15T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:56:28.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conscious</title><content type='html'>I had been telling myself - pls eat heathly. dont eat fried food. Must drink more fruit juices and water, eat more fruits and vegetables, and eat plain food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to make myself not so 'heaty' and make sure my 肝火 not too much. Must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever who ask me to eat fried food is trying to tempt me. Pls dont. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to continue this for 2 weeks first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i have suceeded for 3 days. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5758590723440169137?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5758590723440169137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5758590723440169137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5758590723440169137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5758590723440169137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/10/conscious.html' title='conscious'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6594077029539152301</id><published>2008-10-09T05:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T05:31:38.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i'm having some problems with my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I met my primary school friend today. Another.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even see him. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I guess its my eyes being small or i wasnt really looking.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it occurs like that everytime lol&lt;br /&gt;I need to brighten my eyes&lt;br /&gt;open wider (guess its bit hard for me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still the same thing. I feel glad to meet my primary school mates :)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i was in a hurry so i didnt really chat. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ,me and li ting went Lot 1 today.&lt;br /&gt;NTUC.&lt;br /&gt;Being there is to buy some snacks to treat our fellow collegues in Acer&lt;br /&gt;They were so sweet to us. thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our dear li ting starts to being her 5 stages of shopping trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting : Hey i wanna buy this!&lt;br /&gt;Me:        Buy lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting will check the price. If its far too x .... she will not buy&lt;br /&gt;Which i think is a good point :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the pricei s reasonable, she will say : ok i will buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If got other types&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting: Hey got other flavours/ size/designs&lt;br /&gt;depending on what she is buying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting: Which one should i buy?&lt;br /&gt;Me:         Maybe that one?&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting: ok ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting: Hey..... should i buy? or should i buy next time, elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;Me (GRRRRR) : You should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on herself, she might say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting: Yea, i think i buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting : I think next time then buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: GRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, today when we went shopping in NTUC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood there 15mins deciding on which tidbit to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got our purchase after 20 mins , she suddenly say something that i wanna laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting sigh: 哈，选一个tidbits也要拿么久。。。&lt;br /&gt;Me：这句话应该我讲吧。 。 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS：li Ting dont beat me 。。。 lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6594077029539152301?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6594077029539152301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6594077029539152301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6594077029539152301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6594077029539152301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-im-having-some-problems-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-2838116953249732647</id><published>2008-10-08T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T07:14:18.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aching</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling much better as compared to yesterday. Probably because of the panadol that i had this afternoon... or that i didn't keep my mind thinking about me being sick. Its all in the mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that i cant help feeling is the ache that is running all over my body. My back aches thigh aches hips aches. Its due to the flu. they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall try to tahan but its easier said than done. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be boring tmr.... too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I forgot to buy tuna spread.... there goes my breakfast (with white bread) lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-2838116953249732647?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/2838116953249732647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=2838116953249732647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2838116953249732647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/2838116953249732647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/10/aching.html' title='Aching'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4501048109025087554</id><published>2008-10-07T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T04:51:48.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dust</title><content type='html'>I feel horrible..... both for being not able to go volunteery work and for being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get well.&lt;br /&gt;It gets to the phaynx and its irritating&lt;br /&gt;My throat itchs and nose disturbed by irritation&lt;br /&gt;The dust and smoke are the culprits&lt;br /&gt;My lungs seems to be more polluted then ever cos there would always be ppl smoking&lt;br /&gt;every min&lt;br /&gt;Yea and thanks for sharing ur smoke but i didnt ask for it&lt;br /&gt;I dont want it&lt;br /&gt;The dust seems to be in every molecule of air that i breathed in&lt;br /&gt;and Grandpa John just luv sweeping the floor&lt;br /&gt;which makes more dust flying in the air&lt;br /&gt;and which flew into my respiratory system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it dosent feel so dusty tmr and hope that the smoke would be lesser too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from the FM that there is a kind a sweet that contains no sugar content.&lt;br /&gt;But it tastes sweet!&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful...... i wish i can taste it too&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS ONLY IN NEW YORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea .... right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4501048109025087554?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4501048109025087554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4501048109025087554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4501048109025087554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4501048109025087554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/10/dust.html' title='Dust'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4293613125013562175</id><published>2008-10-02T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T05:50:16.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all in the mind</title><content type='html'>I'm not feeling well today.... ULCER + SORE THROAT + slight headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.... and felt so sleepy even after hours hours of sleep. Whats wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting will say : Where to begin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to not feel sick so i decided to be more energetic today... and i found out that its all in the mind. So long that you dont think that u are sick... you wont feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this hypnosis doesnt seems to work for my ulcer... still hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt have slept late. My sore throat is getting better. Perhaps its just dry throat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle hurts.... sprain it? I dont know lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's another day... hopefully the crowd will not be there tmr. Cos im so lazy recently... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4293613125013562175?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4293613125013562175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4293613125013562175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4293613125013562175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4293613125013562175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-all-in-mind.html' title='Its all in the mind'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7426822602007890074</id><published>2008-09-29T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T05:22:51.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did i say i was talking to you</title><content type='html'>I saw an email today.... from ninja. Yea... and the contents just makes me found out the fact that there are ppl in this world who are so free. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the story :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was as usual doing my job and this particular customer came.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at her and she just stares.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.... she had a bad day, not her fault.&lt;br /&gt;Then i have not even spoken and she said harshly : 是这里拿的啊？！&lt;br /&gt;Then i of course say：Yes&lt;br /&gt;But to not my surprise ....the date says 20th october which by the way is not even the date yet!&lt;br /&gt;Collect what? AIR.... feel free to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her : Sorry you cannot colllect the netbook cos we got not enough stocks cos your date here says that its in oct not sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said in a harsher tone: What?! That means cannot collect ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea, you cannot collect cos not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Cannot collect then i cancel the subscription lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote down the number and told her: This is the number that u can call :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is angrier cos she thought she could threaten me about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: What?! That means i canyt collect?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (For the third time) : No mdm cannot, sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she scold : STUPID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so fed up cos of the customer crowd that day and me and li ting were so busy cos that Vase was sitting there doing slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I : Likewise (I should have scolded 'u then is ...' instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she heard me and she scolded: YOU STUPID GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I : Look who's talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. You can find me very sarcastic. LOL. so dont piss me off ok? I wont beat you lah... just sour u to death... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea and she complain , demanding an apology, FOC delivery , and report to case. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helolololo do you have any evidence that i scolded you st**id? She said i did in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No evidnce then pls go home ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My manager rejected the FOC delivery and told her to come down tmr  but she refused and authorised someone else instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My manager told her that his staff will never scold ppl stu**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is quite true cos i never say that word in any of the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'likewise' and 'look who is talking' wasnt meant for her. Did i say it was? No right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has customer rights i have humans rights. EVen my miku has animal rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could really show my machoooooonesss if she wants.... but i dont want. You got to be my best friends to see me machoooonesss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it and what me and li ting wanna say to her would be :&lt;br /&gt;WHOCARESABOUTYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hI5 Li ting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7426822602007890074?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7426822602007890074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7426822602007890074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7426822602007890074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7426822602007890074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/did-i-say-i-was-talking-to-you.html' title='Did i say i was talking to you'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-7054345522185700421</id><published>2008-09-28T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T06:37:36.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hopefully.... we can have a nice and pleasant day tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully all things turn well &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully i can get a good rest tonight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopes.... see how far they get us.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SN-IgAZPEQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/g_Bx2HGuUgo/s1600-h/3085634662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251065773980324098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SN-IgAZPEQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/g_Bx2HGuUgo/s320/3085634662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-7054345522185700421?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/7054345522185700421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=7054345522185700421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7054345522185700421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/7054345522185700421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay_28.html' title='Yay'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SN-IgAZPEQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/g_Bx2HGuUgo/s72-c/3085634662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6734500324179696769</id><published>2008-09-25T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:19:48.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SNxEF2IYicI/AAAAAAAAAVA/BvGGxQhZzOE/s1600-h/Rain+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250146132827867586" style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="189" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SNxEF2IYicI/AAAAAAAAAVA/BvGGxQhZzOE/s320/Rain+1.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raining ------ its raining cats and dogs today... My mood was goweer not dampen... Thats because- i luv raining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its cooling and you feel warm under your blankets. No need to switch on the fan nor the air-conditioning.... saves electricity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i dont like the feeling of getting my feet wet... its uncomfortable and disgusting. I dont like that feeling. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.... its itching like hell cos i recently have had so many mosquito bites. I need some soothing cream like MOPIKO. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's 26th, and there's bound to be a lot of customers. Cos its the first day of another batch of redemption. Its ok if you guys come late.... really dont cramp around the area ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encourage you guys..... to come late. and for thsose who are scheduled for 15th or 20th oct... pls come later cos the word 15th, 20th is  there FOR A REASON! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And pls dont come here and make yourself so unreasonable. Like yesterday.... there's a customer who comes and he said that he looks like an idiot, standing there wanting to get the netbook which we cannot issue to him cos he came toooooo early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL If he say he is being an idiot ... then MR. stop being one and go back! Come back on the 15th instead. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More stories gonna happen today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6734500324179696769?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6734500324179696769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6734500324179696769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6734500324179696769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6734500324179696769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/raining-days.html' title='Raining days...'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7q0TZZhwW4Q/SNxEF2IYicI/AAAAAAAAAVA/BvGGxQhZzOE/s72-c/Rain+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-3688143838515279039</id><published>2008-09-24T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:40:24.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritant</title><content type='html'>Yea....u guys know whats an irritant? Ever met one before? Me and Li Ting have, and is still with that irritant. She's a collegue and she basically aka a vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just like to sit there, read her magazines and thats all! And fight the com with us. Thats right. Both of us are not be bias nor do we have any prejudice against her. Its just her actions that are so IRRITATING. So hard to put up with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerating and i know our skills are so great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer me up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-3688143838515279039?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/3688143838515279039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=3688143838515279039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3688143838515279039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/3688143838515279039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/irritant.html' title='Irritant'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-4497823094124769652</id><published>2008-09-22T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T05:40:54.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>yay.... there's nothing to do today. Its really flies batting day. Am i right LT? We were just watching tudou thats all.... yea... and we are really restless today. Too lazy to move....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-4497823094124769652?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/4497823094124769652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=4497823094124769652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4497823094124769652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/4497823094124769652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5279568322217260196</id><published>2008-09-19T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T06:23:27.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class T shirt</title><content type='html'>Its looks ugly.... the front.... Im so sorry girls! I did a bad job on it.... so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the back looks nice though but the front is ugly. The design didnt turn out to be what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5279568322217260196?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5279568322217260196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5279568322217260196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5279568322217260196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5279568322217260196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/class-t-shirt_19.html' title='Class T shirt'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-5272938589756165079</id><published>2008-09-19T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:51:17.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak English</title><content type='html'>If u are reading.... you know im talking about u. LOL. Must speak english not talk english hor...&lt;br /&gt;Practice makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a week of work... and im utterly bored! Its either the same phrases or the same movement that i am saying.... : You wanna upgrade your netbook?... You wanna buy an external optical drive cos your netbook has got no int ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like a recorder. And tmr's sat = alot ppl.&lt;br /&gt;We came to this conclusion solely because these past few days were just simply crowded. like i never have a chance to really stare into blank. They all comes in one or two constantly. so never had good rest. Mayb im compliant alr... cos we had been slacking last week. and all the cust thought/ decided that this week is a good time to torture us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am so looking forward to 25th.... me and li ting will luv that 25th....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-5272938589756165079?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/5272938589756165079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=5272938589756165079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5272938589756165079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/5272938589756165079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/speak-english.html' title='Speak English'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-6924305995769009617</id><published>2008-09-16T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:40:19.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of the day</title><content type='html'>Me and Li Ting were caught eating again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and marcus asked if we had weighed ourselves before we came....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He say...... : YOur should weighhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-6924305995769009617?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/6924305995769009617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=6924305995769009617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6924305995769009617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/6924305995769009617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke of the day'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-594211356021709907</id><published>2008-09-16T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:15:41.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahan</title><content type='html'>Some one wants to kill me and li ting! What's wrong with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a customer who comes and the address did not tally with the one on her IC. Well, we were doubtful but in the end we allow. He overheard us and say: Of course lah! If your dont let me have it, i am gonna kill both of u! "&lt;br /&gt;He didnt smile or laugh or anything and both of us were like stunned.... WHats wrong with him?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one.... you know what? She was being authorised to come collect for her friend. SHe gave me a Birth cert  of her friend's. Who in the world would bring that?! LOL. Then we cannot give it to her cos we need to confirm if can issue anot and you know what she did? She threw her friend's documents in front to prove that she is really collecting for her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i say documents - they are - GCE 'O' LEVEL CERT, INCOME TAX.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we give her alr.... or else she's gonna pull her friend out of her handbag. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Its like....... she can bring so many things why can;t she bring her friend's copy of the ID.? LOL&lt;br /&gt;some just wanna go the extra mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another customer.... who comes in wanting to upgrade the RAM. Insisted that she can upgrade to 2 GB RAM. HELLO! The on u getting is netbook ok so no need. She insist but still walk away without upgrding lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one ----- shock of the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came early and i told him.... Cannot collect.... so sorry. Then he say : SH*T! F**K!&lt;br /&gt;He is really ............ LT is so angry.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahts all for now.  whats wrong with the customers today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-594211356021709907?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/594211356021709907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=594211356021709907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/594211356021709907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/594211356021709907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/tahan.html' title='Tahan'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1792772196664406241.post-8285678458117932951</id><published>2008-09-15T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T05:30:17.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>counting air</title><content type='html'>Im counting air... batting flies.... idling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.... its really bored... we are like overpaid... yea right i know it sounds weird but i really just am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Li Ting are simply watching ppl walking here and there.... all apparently busier than i am. Why ? Anyone pls entertain me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had really ran out of ideas to entertain ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juts recieved a news.... for those who come early for their redemption, instead of having to go back, they can collect it now! Yea!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well tell me next month..... now then telll. You know how many customers had given us a lecture?! Fine.... anything. Since we are all so used to it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. 2 more days........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1792772196664406241-8285678458117932951?l=dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/feeds/8285678458117932951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1792772196664406241&amp;postID=8285678458117932951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8285678458117932951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1792772196664406241/posts/default/8285678458117932951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dawsonmiluku.blogspot.com/2008/09/counting-air.html' title='counting air'/><author><name>Simplist</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
