<?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-1330946364442688715</id><updated>2012-01-27T17:01:48.431+08:00</updated><category term='i still love her andd him (:'/><category term='iloveyoos ~'/><category term='i love myself'/><category term='pic ; video; candy n chocolate'/><category term='those love i need'/><category term='im so sorry'/><category term='fake hope broken promises lies'/><category term='wats in my mind ?'/><category term='loves wont be replaced -'/><category term='do u know .?'/><category term='babye babye (:'/><category term='ilovehims right'/><category term='我有多么的舍不得'/><category term='don&apos;t cheer me up; cause i will never cheer up'/><category term='Outer Space'/><category term='&apos; hope theres someday..'/><category term='ilovehims'/><category term='missing him badly'/><category term='Project day'/><category term='xi wang ni zhi dao; kai xin'/><category term='why are people always keep things inside ?'/><category term='telling myself'/><category term='oFFFFF~~~~~~~'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='worst day.'/><category term='understanding is nidded'/><category term='hope he love me'/><category term='iim going crazy'/><category term='i hate the love u give me'/><category term='ilovehims ~'/><category term='genting lan now .'/><category term='ilovedear'/><category term='stomach pain'/><category term='*twist*'/><category term='campus superstar day .'/><category term='tmr sch reopens'/><category term='long'/><category term='im bored'/><category term='SHAWNNY jiayous ; ILOVEDEAR even m0re'/><category term='hate sickness'/><category term='1900 112 7706'/><category term='Stay this way yoz'/><category term='the one i love'/><category term='Dont cheer me up; cause i will never cheer up.'/><category term='damm hate maths'/><category term='get over'/><category term='ii dont know whats going on'/><category term='u&apos;re improtant to me my boy ;'/><category term='damms ~'/><category term='i miss yoo still'/><category term='true love is worth to wait'/><category term='Inexplicable'/><category term='tats what im thinking :p'/><category term='deleting friendster'/><category term='i miss the day with him'/><category term='shawnny'/><category term='你是否知道'/><category term='promises'/><category term='hope everything will be fine'/><category term='iloveyoos so'/><category term='sake sushi'/><category term='wordy one'/><category term='sians ~'/><category term='jiayous keely (:'/><title type='text'>*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1059</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6843754554457731511</id><published>2012-01-27T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T17:01:48.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011, 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belated, WELCOME 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC09232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm super late. But well, I'm still gonna post this cause i always wanted to. To remind myself, how awesome my 2011 was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although 2011, i stopped my studies after my graduated from HFD, but it's still an awesome year. I started working part time, full time and through out this one year, I changed job/work place for thrice. I met a number of people, they enter my life and create chapters in my life. And also, i did lose a number of my good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only say, my life did change alot throughout this one year, like growing up, facing problems myself, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at times, hahahahahahahha&lt;/span&gt;) And I start to be LESS affected by people's words and action, though i still got affected at times. By well.. I believe that every level in our life, there will surely be something you have to deal with it, harder and harder every year. Like now? I've dealing with the reality society, 360 degrees changes, and wearing mask. It's everything everyone have to go through i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank-you 2011.. I really enjoy my ride with you :)&lt;br /&gt;2012, hope you'll do it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6843754554457731511?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6843754554457731511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6843754554457731511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#6843754554457731511' title='2011, 2012'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5883890241029308794</id><published>2012-01-09T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:48:43.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Personal thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a thousand billion unwilling to login to blogger and post something i felt. Words could describe me better then speaking though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I felt lonely. I felt like I'm not love and shower with care (not relationship) I felt like the world just turn against me out of the sudden. Though this is how life gonna be, like a bitch. But i really can't take it. No even my f_____ is supporting me, they doubt me, turn me down, and blame me, even saying the word that hurt me most. "You changed". How hurting is this, god? I'm just going through what I must go through, and everyone start pointing fingers behind me, saying i change.. My friends, my f_____.. who else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes just sometimes, i feel like giving up every single thing and just die. Who the fucking hell know, i'm fucking tired of all these shits? Who the hell understand a single thing i'm going through? Who will ever understand me? And sometimes i just think, Why can i be myself? Why can't people just accept WHO I REALLY AM? Why not even my f_____ can accept who i really am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, leading this life of mine, is really tiring.. I hope i could end all this, just end it.. I hope all the people i really care knows, their actions are hurting me, their words are killing me, and my heart is hurting real badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i could say is... Yes, because of one relationship, i lose my friends (i guess) Yes, people think i'm a life time bitch. I need not further explain much about that. And yes, since that day, till today I'm standing alone facing this shits. I have no one to talk to, no one supporting my decision, fucking no one. I just tell myself "Yes, now you see the bigger picture of everyone" But... to be frank, it hurts badly, my friends, my f____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling is like you trap everything inside your body, those thoughts those feelings, those heart breaking, all kept inside you. And no one is there for you, no one is there to even SUPPORT you. How hopeless isit? How does it feels like? Just tell me, what would you even do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My f____, my friends, i really miss how you supported me no matter my choices are wrong. I really miss how you held me up when i fall badly, I really miss the hug you gave me, and trusting me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me having them once. It's time to go, I'll go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is getting much more tiring then before, just some politics to deal every single day. It's hard but i believe everything will end soon. I really hate it when you're working at such a nice place, with awesome people but POLITICS enter.. Everyone against me and him. Ohwell, so who know i didn't enjoy during my working hours? Who even know i'm dealing shits every single day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sometimes I hope, you can flip my daily life, like a book.. So you know that, who tiring I'm living every single day, how much i need you, how much i love you, how much i respect you, how much i misses home everyday and how much it hurts when you start to doubt me, shouting at me, or even hurting yourself.. my dearest mother, my dearest daddy. &amp;amp; Just because of my mistake, my not thoughtful enough, leading to your ignorance.. It hurts, it hurts badly to know that, I'm thrown alone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Just wish that you completely know what's wrong with my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5883890241029308794?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5883890241029308794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5883890241029308794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#5883890241029308794' title=''/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7615297299814587440</id><published>2011-11-14T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:31:45.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/319100_2419754267755_1668369385_2331455_1784898692_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there, I miss my little space here. Is anyone with me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking should i even remove my blog anot, cause i seriously have no time for it.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like neglecting it, without updating it.&lt;br /&gt;But i promise, I'll update something real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like maybe find things meaningful to do every once a week?&lt;br /&gt;BUT i'm in a small little dot, singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Is there so many things for me to do every week?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt so.. But perhaps, some long page of thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU GUYS SOON.. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7615297299814587440?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7615297299814587440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7615297299814587440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#7615297299814587440' title='1,101'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5496676962975741780</id><published>2011-10-19T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T23:30:16.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"How i wish......"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC08914-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish my birthday is not over yet, how i wish time will stop.. Cause after my birthday over, things changed..  OHWELL..&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th to myself!&lt;br /&gt;Big thank to my awesome family, bf and friends.&lt;br /&gt;.I♥ALL.OF.YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;该明白的时候 你却有点不懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;该诚实的时候 你选择沉默&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;爱情其实只有 一个人自由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;我是观众&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;该拥抱的时候 我却转身走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;该原谅的时候 我选择不放手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;爱情其实还有 反方向出口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;我总选错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;我们的最后会不会有幸福的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;为何忘了又想 恨了又爱 来了又走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;所有的不合时宜的动作&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;怎么做 怎么错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;仿佛注定了和快乐错过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;我们的幸福会不会有最后的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;为何甜了又苦 忘了又醒 爱了又痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;所有的不合时宜的动作&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;像故意犯的错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;这你爱上 没结果的结果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;该挽回 却不愿开口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;该放开 却要牵着手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;总是在对的时刻 选择了错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;这你爱上 没结果的结果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5496676962975741780?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5496676962975741780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5496676962975741780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#5496676962975741780' title='&quot;How i wish......&quot;'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-262429423389603227</id><published>2011-10-03T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T23:50:16.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smurfin' missing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307879_2225816459431_1668369385_2190804_1225887447_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't come and post something on this lil space of mine, since very long, like june? I'm curious whether is there anyone still here, so loyal visiting my blog checking for entries. If there is, ♥ This is for you, Love you ttm. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how's my life going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supa fine! One thing changed my life is my work.&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my working place, and people i work with kinda change too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I'm at my previous working place which is, Nex Reds Hairdressing. That place was the first salon i worked for, and also the most comfortable working place. As you know i always post up how awesome my colleagues are, they treat me really good.. Concern never fail to be there, and well.. i can't deny there's sad times over there, politics that is definitely.. Like got outcast out of the sudden, everyone showing faces at me, which i don't even know why, until there's someone came to tell me what's going on. I was misunderstand by them, and yes one most regretful thing before i left is, i didn't explain. Maybe I'm angry maybe i don't even bother? But still that place, that salon is awesome.. I love every single thing inside, even those people who tries to hit me down (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;in some way&lt;/span&gt;) I still love them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and i really rely on someone inside there. He's really awesome. I felt really lucky to have him in my life, guide me through almost every single thing that happen to me through out the 4 months there. Hmmm.. maybe he's no longer the same, no longer advise me like he used to now, but all I'll remember is what he gave me this 4 months down, other then protective, caring, tiring his best to put a smile on my face, or even do some silly things just to see me smile, he still make me angry MOST of the times. That's how awesome he is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ps: If you're reading, if you remember you said that if one day you're not there to do silly stuff to make me smile, I'll definitely miss it, and you're right i miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;never forget my awesome assistant manager,&lt;br /&gt;He's too awesome that i totally can't describe it in words. He's too awesome x10000000000000...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;My awesome buddy, Jearyl kho. ♥&lt;br /&gt;You're an awesome DJ!! It's also awesome that there's ALOT of songs that reminds me of you. I MISS YOU IDOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maymay,&lt;br /&gt;she is the one who i really love in the salon. She guide me in almost every single thing, encourage me, she's smurfing awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lionel,&lt;br /&gt;Always advise me in politics way.. Keep brain washing me, asking me to ignore ignore ignore ignore.. and He's really AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann,&lt;br /&gt;Though when i'm in reds, some things she said, i might not like it, but now how i wish she could always at my side nagging me and advice me, listen to me.. I really miss her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Jasmine, Nicole Ivy, Jim&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of you guys too!! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&amp;amp; my very fierce and cute manager, greg.. Funny thing is, i miss him most out of everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just his everything, i miss.. The way he give me a really fierce look, the way he smile, the way he joke with us, and teach me.. I miss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301696_2136669950824_1668369385_2096296_2882181_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299566_2136670390835_1668369385_2096297_5890283_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/298749_2136667750769_1668369385_2096295_857649_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296119_2136667190755_1668369385_2096294_5367392_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297660_2136666310733_1668369385_2096292_3772909_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294756_2266863079420_1483841704_2494761_1434671_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/254723_2136680431086_1668369385_2096299_3350187_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently,&lt;br /&gt;At my working place, I have to stand up for myself, do everything by my own. I have to control my emotionals myself, and make my day myself by doing something really stupid. It's like a huge changed in my life. Is it good or bad? Sometimes i really have hard times, no one to rant to, and worst of all, I CAN'T IGNORE. Nothing simply make my day over there, in reds, there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/span&gt; a song will make my day. But right here, nothing. Emmmm, not totally nothing, but there's still people here, make my day. Like Kevin, Dean.. they make my day in someway, and they are really awesome! Especially Dean, he's a really really nice guy who actually taught me alot, and he made me feel that i grew up a little by his advise. When I'm feeling negative, he'll find his way to make me feel positive. Which is nice. Though i still feel that.................. I miss Nex reds, that's all i could explain my feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then work,&lt;br /&gt;My life is still at the same running track. Nothing changes, but mindset. I used to be very lazy, but recently i'm kinda hardworking. HAHA. It's really crazy that i saw a huge change in me after i enter my current working place. My temper, are kind of control by me, not they controlling me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think too much after i post this to express how i feel through this whole 6 months in hair dressing line. And how many awesome people i met in my life, and who i really miss right now. All my awesome colleagues in reds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of here.&lt;br /&gt;I miss lots of things in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school 2009 - I miss that year, that place, those people.&lt;br /&gt;ITE 2010 - I miss my awesome mates, everyone of you UH0901A, you guys rocks. \m/&lt;br /&gt;YNHC 2010 Nov - I miss My awesome working mates ♥ SHERMAINE KHOR!&lt;br /&gt;Artbox 2010 Jan - All my lovely ladies.. I miss you girls&lt;br /&gt;Reds 2011 April 18 - July 28 - My life time awesome colleagues, NEX reds hair dressing&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I miss my crazy lady, Cher Ng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you guys, i'm really missing now..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys can hear that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-262429423389603227?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/262429423389603227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/262429423389603227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#262429423389603227' title='smurfin&apos; missing..'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5808852368046361331</id><published>2011-06-21T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T22:44:57.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though i promise myself that i'll never ever post my thoughts up here anymore.. but now.. pardon me.. There's no where i could rant anymore.. I browse through my contact list.. I find no one i could actually turn to.. All i though of is this little space of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how pain was it when you are left out, all alone.. that feeling is really suck.. How does it feel like when everyone around you got dotes by someone they love, when you don't even have one around you? Not even one.. How pain is my heart.. How tired are my eyes? All i want is just simple life, my parents love me, dotes me, the one i love understand me, loves me, precious me, my friends around me, is always there when i need. Isn't this easy enough? None of the above is happening to me now.. I don't feel love at all... not at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i wish for it's really simple, every single day, without tired feeling, without a piece of saddness, just a bright smile on my face. Is that too hard to do it? Why people can have those above at least two of them.. but why I have none? I love everyone in my life, i cherish those who truly important to me, but why everyone have to treat me that way? Didn't i give out what i should? Didn't i play my part? Didn't i did my best? Didn't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work so hard for nothing, I give my best, i do what i can.. i gain nothing at all.. No one appreciate me, no one appreciate what i do.. All i get is? Scolding, misunderstanding, and everything. Whole lots of explanation waiting for me.. what do i get at the end of the day? Don't tell me you understand all my friends.. cause you ain't me.. If you broke up with your bf, you have your family and friends.. if you quarrel with your best friend, you have family.. but me? I have none. nothing.. Get it? How miserable is that? You have them but they isn't there, that's the thing which hurts most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so unfair.. why others could life so happily every single day, but i can't. Just because I'm me? that's sucks.. i rather not to be me.. it's really hurting, it's really killing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of my life, I really do..&lt;br /&gt;Crying to sleep, heart aches till the next day,&lt;br /&gt;enough... it's really enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5808852368046361331?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5808852368046361331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5808852368046361331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#5808852368046361331' title=''/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7799086164205591026</id><published>2011-05-24T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T12:04:41.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OWELLZ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/227906_1900165958372_1668369385_1851672_6541193_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been entering this little space of mine, since 6th of may. I've been working working enjoying my off days, there's no time, no time. So finally, tuesday come and I've to start typing something into this space, so that it won't look this EMPTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not talk about my work, it's a daily routine actually. Have been doing the same thing almost everyday, just one thing special is, I'm gonna learn a new thing every single day. It's a must, cause there's more to improve i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227232_1900153998073_1668369385_1851658_1040314_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to NEXT to do my hair that day. My hair color is much better now, previously was like four colors on my hair, and it look horrible for like 4 months. So finally i got my color done, though it's still uneven, definitely not the technician fault, it's my hair will stay like this, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/247959_1900214759592_1668369385_1851734_730902_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wave* bye four tone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did a mini catch up with my girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;more to come! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228389_1900154238079_1668369385_1851659_2249113_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248653_1900154478085_1668369385_1851660_5240223_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227025_1900155038099_1668369385_1851662_4831449_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230292_1900155398108_1668369385_1851663_6493003_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyea, i trim my hair too if you notice! My assistant manager trim it for me to make it lighter? It become alittle shorter but the shape is getting better now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recently.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a girl who rent room from my mum moved out recently, and I'm happy that she moved out, cause she took my mum forgranted. But well, one best thing that relate to me is, my closet moved into the empty room! So now my room look slightly bigger, so.. i'm gonna buy new table, and everything! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing good recently what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Things changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7799086164205591026?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7799086164205591026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7799086164205591026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#7799086164205591026' title='Update'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7161577946006556797</id><published>2011-05-06T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T00:24:50.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222087_1860112837069_1668369385_1799707_6976375_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like people pointing fingers behind me, and talk/gossip about it. EVEN if i did something wrong, just come straight to my face, give me a good scolding, give me a tight slap, or even tell me nicely where I'm wrong at or whatever you like. Please kindly don't be like a freaking coward talk behind me, or even tweet things as if like I'm don't even know about it. It's kinda obvious sometimes&lt;br /&gt;(not about work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; I try not to bother, not because I'm not aware of anything. Just that, I'm too sick and tired about those gossiping you did behind my back :) You know who you are CLEARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my ways of doing things, first of all, it's my life not yours, so it don't even AFFECT/BOTHERS/DISTURB your AMAZING LIFE. &amp;amp; Sad to say you don't even have a 1% rights to comment about anything on me. So better, shut you mouth. :)&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'cause baby, i was born this wayyyy~~GAGA&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing big deal, but it's not small either. Well... I'm just gonna Close A Eye.&lt;br /&gt;For your info, my eyes is BIG enough for me to see, who's true and who ain't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just a routine to me, shits happen again, again, again and again. I can't help it, i can't stop them from coming towards me. All i can do is, ignore, ignore and ignore. That's so numb to me right now. I used to cry because of this, sad over it, angry over it. But now, I'M OVER IT :) nothing affects me, piss me off, make me sad, emo shits, throwing tables and chair. Need attention? Ask your boyfriend to give you, not me. Cause i won't entertain this kind of SHITS anymore, or even tolerate it. cause I'm just you friend, get it? I'm not your lover, please don't care about my pictures, my looks my words so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(too much to say but I'm too tired and need some sleep now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Having real hard time right now. I've to pass all these. I'm serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7161577946006556797?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7161577946006556797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7161577946006556797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#7161577946006556797' title='Life routine'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7749384089883017444</id><published>2011-04-26T10:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T10:58:47.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wordy one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it's like quite a long time ago since i last posted an entry up here. I'm actually busy working right now, I work like 6 days a week, and a day off. So I don't even have time for myself, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥ Work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky that i enter a very comfortable work place, with nice awesome people inside, though the first few days is really killing me like mad. (not gonna mention) But it really nearly hit me down and.. give up? But it's lucky that I have friends there right behind me pushing me up! Over all, i haven't met any nasty customer, or i don't know? Bad things? I SURELY won't want to meet any of them! So I'm gonna keep going. watch me flyyyyyy ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna PS for the whole entry today, cause there's quite a number of thoughts running through my mind recently and it kinda affect me alot, and... perhaps life might change because of those :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; who walk into your life, who leave your life, who gives you a hit behind, who gives you a hug infront, who did awesome things to you, who give you bad times, who are there for you, who are not. In your life there's always someone that are so important that you're willing to give up everything. But it turn out to be? A wrong choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; sometimes it isn't about how long you wait things to turn out great, it's how much effort you actually put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; If you cherish someone so fucking badly, show it, prove it. Words are cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; you're important, he's important, she's important, why do we have to make choices between each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; I only believe in waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel and Apple are very close friends, closer then friends, closer then a bestfriend but they seldom meet up. They call each other often to catch up. Apple always treat joel as a very close friend, who she can't live without, but for Joel, he always treat Apple as his favourite girl, he love her. When time goes by, Apple met her boyfriend, John. They were very loving, and enjoy every dates they spend together. After the honeymoon period, they start to quarrel often. Apple alway called Joel and rant about how sad she was, how tired she was. Joel always comfort her, and ask her to hold on. But everyone knows, deep down in his heart he's blaming himself, why can't John just treat her as good as he treat her. As years go down, Apple and her boyfriend broke up. She went up to Joel crying badly. Joel told himself, "he'll get John back for her" and it works, they got back again. Joel still never fail to be there for Apple whenever she needs him, and deep inside, the love for apple, never stop. Everything just keep going, until one day, Apple realise, all along Joel kept the love in his heart. She's touched, and give up everything she have, and called Joel up, told him how much she wants to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS: I always believe in waiting, and i always believe the story above is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218190_1820426444934_1668369385_1734727_6890309_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A peekture of me, &lt;br /&gt;See me, hug me, love me! :)&lt;br /&gt;xooooooooooooo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7749384089883017444?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7749384089883017444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7749384089883017444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#7749384089883017444' title='A wordy one'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8483800778061735881</id><published>2011-04-13T10:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T00:24:53.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life owellz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217086_1817285286407_1668369385_1731157_7749149_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What suck most in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today I'm gonna blog about this, cause stupid things always happen in my life, and it's really annoying. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps:&lt;/span&gt; IF you think I'm talking about you, it's fine with me. PLEASE DON'T FREAKING POST THOSE STUPID, NO LOGIC, CHILDISH WORDING IN YOUR FACEBOOK, YOUR BLOG YOUR TWITTER. CAUSE IT'S REALLY FREAKING ANNOYING TO ME. In the first place, you don't get things clear, and you scold me like one whole page, or even being sarcastic in twitter? C'mon, think think USE YOUR FREAKING BRAIN AND THINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Just ask me in formspring, leave your name, and ask "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ARE YOU REFERRING TO ME?&lt;/span&gt;" I swear i'll tell you the truth :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owellz, as you see above. it seems like I've already gave a rough idea on what's am i going to blog about. Ok I'm gonna list out what i hate in life most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Misunderstood, Mistreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really hate this!&lt;/span&gt; People often misunderstood me, by the words I say, by the actions i do, and posted like childish, and I don't know........ but not effective enough to hit me down stuff online. Is like first of all, they never even get things right, and then they misunderstand me, then they went up to online, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twitter, facebook, blog, whatever&lt;/span&gt;) to start being sarcastic and say something like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shut up you bitch&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop being a busybody, just mind your own business&lt;/span&gt;". C'mon, in the first place, am i EVEN referring to you? And, did you EVEN get things clear by asking me, why am i doing all those? No right? Then what are you whining like a bitch? Never, i repeat NEVER misunderstand people by judging just a few words. Cause end up it'll turn to become a joke you made, and you look like some clowns got caught by the policeman at road side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://newrulesofinvesting.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/cops-arrest-clown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Liars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Forever I'll met liars in my life, always! Yes, i know human do tell lies. But sometimes, I don't find a need for people lying to me. I find no reason why they have to lie. I freaking hate most was, when you found out, you have the stupid feeling that tell you, not to show that you found out. Stupid enough? And I always comfort myself, by saying I'M TOO KIND. But it doesn't even work man! When I see that person face, I'm really like boiling! So don't ever lie, when it's UNNECESSARY! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course not encouraging people to lie to me, but at least for my own good lah!&lt;/span&gt;) Cause it's really a very miserable thing to me :( &amp;amp;Admit if you got caught, or you'll look like some... idiots and making a fool out of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/sasasa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To be continue...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8483800778061735881?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8483800778061735881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8483800778061735881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#8483800778061735881' title='Life owellz'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3814509245808181214</id><published>2011-04-09T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:31:04.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problematic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC07292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/Untitled2-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get things clear before typing those useless, childish wording before I make your life miserable, once I say I'll do it. Not trying to play whatever with you, just that i felt you don't even use the brain your mum born you with. Stop seeking attention and typing those childish language, do you even know what's bitch in the first place? Do you ever look at yourself before typing out that word "Bitch"? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3814509245808181214?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3814509245808181214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3814509245808181214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#3814509245808181214' title='Problematic'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-4601431740314100426</id><published>2011-04-08T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:02:22.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did some shopping with my two bff, ahchua and ahfoo. I swear they're awesome the whole day was like, 445 &amp;gt; Tampines mall &amp;gt; Bugis Juction &amp;gt; Bugis Street &amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My job interview&lt;/span&gt; &amp;gt; FEP &amp;gt; Xiuyi's house &amp;gt; Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a fun day out, as like you see above MY JOB INTERVIEW. Let me cover this first alright? Well.. i went for my job interview last minute! When i was browsing what should i buy, and they called me down for interview, the best thing was, their office was just nice behind bugis juction and yea i went to interview, &amp;amp;I got selected immediately &amp;amp; I actually requested for the outlet at tampines mall, but they don't need people there. So instead of tampines, they gave me a choice between NEX and Suntec city. I consider about the transport fares, &amp;amp;duration, I choose NEX. Hope my new job will bring me an amazing tour :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-not going to mention where.&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some camwhoring before going out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC07306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC07317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC07320.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC07325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, me and my two bff went over to bugis &amp;amp;FEP to hunt for clothes, bags, shoes, from top to toe! It's like really crazy that we keep withdrawing money like free flow. Hahaha, and the poor Ahchua had to accompany us, help us carry stuff and everything! But he's nice man, just a not cute, not cool, not handsome! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; I bought a wedges I'm yearning for very long! :) IT'S VERY CHEAP, at FEP :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, my bf is coming back today and I'm gonna go fetch him at jurong point later. Muahahahhahahahahahahhahahaha, good bye fellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥Bless me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-4601431740314100426?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4601431740314100426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4601431740314100426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#4601431740314100426' title='Shopping :D'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7313186403708652617</id><published>2011-04-06T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T21:49:16.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Requested.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I came to blog at weird timing again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I stayed at home for the whole day, which i think it's crazy nuts! Though i use to be a home-freak. I can like nua at home the whole week, but now i totally can't! :( So i hope i can faster get a job man! huuuuur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as requested, and some haters saying I'll be very ugly after i removes my make up.. here you go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC07287-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed super ugly! I hate my forehead, like super high  and.. my ugly max dark circles, uneven eye brows. This is so mad aunty looking! Well.. brain wash~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the picture above i only like my dimple! hahahaahaha! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC07077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with fringe, with eye liner, bb-cream, loose powder, blusher &amp;amp;mascara!&lt;br /&gt;i look more like human now! hahahaha! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight fellas! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7313186403708652617?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7313186403708652617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7313186403708652617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#7313186403708652617' title='Requested.'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-2838153245589383956</id><published>2011-04-05T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:50:31.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, super bored now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ok.. like you see on my blog title Super Bored. So i decided to blog something that is related to me! I don't even care if people interested or not seriously. Cause i just feel like typing out, and read myself. Ok sounds pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I just quit my part time job, cause there's lot's of shits happen (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's nothing awesome to mention too&lt;/span&gt;) &amp;amp;somewhat i realise that getting myself out in the industry like wherever i go, no matter in salon, or even just a normal shop i work part time at, i swear none of them is trust-able. One thing i really regretted most was, giving my trust so easily to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really weird, you happen to meet someone which is like... angel? And next moment you realise that actually is totally the other way round. Isn't it like... fooling us or something? But well.. i get out of that place for goodness sake, and i swear I'll miss working there, because that's my first longest job ever! So yeap, good bye fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205803_10150193859787783_784637782_8387806_3236471_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198970_10150193858817783_784637782_8387797_2361007_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥ AB&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. on the other hand, I just called a salon up and asking whether do they still hiring for assistants anot. Yes, i decided to go back the world i should be in. After so many things happen, I'm glad that i realise what i really want, what kind of life i want to live. My good friend Jeff just called me up, and he told me "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I always think that you shouldn't give up on the hair industry, you really shouldn't&lt;/span&gt;" Maybe that's the image i gave people ever since i enter HFD? He's the 2nd one who told me this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm so going to enjoy my last few days/week and upgrade my life to "lifeless full timer" HAHAHA i always think working as a full timer is a super lifeless thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you give me a chance, to choose between studying and working, i prefer working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. here's goes my long story again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually thought of taking up private O levels, or even enrolling into a private course, like my favourite web designing, BUT BUT BUT, next thing i was thinking, will i go find a job on this or not? Like.. becoming a web designer which is quite hard to. Who blogs alot in singapore? Who willing to pay for their blogskins when they can even do their own! As i always have problems like, i love the layout of this particular blogskin, but not the font...... Get it? It always can't get it right! So i don't want to be a web designer having whole lots of haters commenting my blogskins! HAHA, so study is a no no to me i guess, it will never work out in anyway. HHAHA cause that's not the life i want, and i should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL... whole lots of bullshits I have to go now. GOOD NIGHT FELLAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you miss me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206340_1802936367693_1668369385_1709385_5100522_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA BUAYHIAOBAIBAI SIA.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-2838153245589383956?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2838153245589383956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2838153245589383956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#2838153245589383956' title='Ok, super bored now'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-111993879674934155</id><published>2011-04-05T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:12:13.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightroom 3.3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I've just downloaded Adobe Light Room 3.3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I see no point of me downloading it, cause my camera gives me good pictures, good lighting = awesome pictures. But still I downloaded Lightroom! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures i edited using Lightroom only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197373_1800506906958_1668369385_1705334_695987_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205473_1800507106963_1668369385_1705335_7835311_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198941_1800506786955_1668369385_1705333_2934546_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198476_1797312907110_1668369385_1699286_1381223_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why i dowload lightroom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because of the lighting i can adjust, and there'll be like 20% noise level only. I can't deny, i always take dark pictures, cause the indoor might not have good lighting, PLUS I'm always too lazy to bring my lil flash out. It's really a pocket size flash! But I'm just too lazy to! So, that's the reason causing dark and blur pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lightroom helps me! I can adjust the brightness and there's like tiny noise level only! Awesome or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also I kinda like my pictures to be soft instead of sharp, when i don't even know why, when nice pictures should be sharp instead! &amp;amp;Recently i pretty love my pictures to be dark at the corners, and kinda pinkdish kind? Well.. I really love lightroom alot. So I'm going to figure out how the whole program gonna work, cause I'm super noob at this. HAHA go download your lightroom! I swear you won't regret! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-111993879674934155?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/111993879674934155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/111993879674934155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#111993879674934155' title='Lightroom 3.3'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6309510588783264282</id><published>2011-04-01T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T18:02:05.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pardon my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196608_1784417184725_1668369385_1681527_4109787_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How well... life is totally a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;My emotional seem like out of my control. I seriously hate people to rush me on doing things and they even doubt me. I damn hate that. Is not like I'm always not holding my promises, if you doubt me, fine, then don't ask me to do anything. But if you ask me to do things for you, then please freaking give me your trust, and kindly throw your doubts into the sea for that fucking moment. Don't rush me as if like I'm not going to do it after 5 minutes, 10 minutes! Cmon' It's just a few minutesss!!And great, they just ruin my mood of fooling people at this 1st of April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so looking forward bf will make my day. But he just send me a message telling me that he will be booking out only after dinner, and he's kinda shag about that. Who's gonna make my day right now? I really feel like going walk around shopping alone. I realize I'm so bloody emo shit. Pardon me, I don't want it to but it's just a moment of mixed feelings i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, damn this shit. I'm so getting out of here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6309510588783264282?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6309510588783264282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6309510588783264282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#6309510588783264282' title='Trust matters'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-9080485758842090584</id><published>2011-03-27T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:05:59.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night @ Timbre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I went over to Timbre with bf, gene, the guys and Caiyu. It's my first time been there, and it's an awesome place seriously. Everytime when we decided to go get a drink over at timbre the queue is always endless, so this time we caught the right timing and get a table right infront of the stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band for the night was, GoodFellas! They first song they played was Animal, by Neon Trees! I get so high when they started playing! Hahahaha.. They are so awesome that the audience there take their eyes off them, of course I'm one of them! The bassist was so funny like, the vocalist teach him a Cantonese word, "Dui Lei". And the bassist don't even know the meaning and he just say it out so proudly! And and there's someone wanted dedicate songs to his/her friend for her birthday, they got some typo and goes like Westlife but they type it as, "WetLife" all of us laugh like crazy. And the best part was the bassist, he reply them like, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, we don't play wetlife!&lt;/span&gt;" I enjoyed myself so much, the band, the food and of course the company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196548_1784174818666_1668369385_1680743_6960726_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199272_1784175898693_1668369385_1680747_1530536_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199774_1784176258702_1668369385_1680749_2242132_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190323_1784176018696_1668369385_1680748_1178181_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189778_1784177698738_1668369385_1680755_3092585_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200609_1784452825616_1668369385_1681621_4373251_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/188862_1784178858767_1668369385_1680759_4902196_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196455_1784180018796_1668369385_1680762_5189658_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lousy quality cause that unlce waiter there, though that he can handle my camera so well with one hand! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the next time to TIMBRE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-9080485758842090584?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/9080485758842090584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/9080485758842090584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#9080485758842090584' title='Sunday Night @ Timbre'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6272234748785938271</id><published>2011-03-21T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T21:32:58.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Invasion Battle LOS ANGELES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh21ruaTvu1qc4y2no1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my ideal hair color dark blonde and my ideal hair length.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, HOW LONG MUST I WAIT FOR MY HAIR TO GROW TO THAT LENGTH! Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Invasion: Battle LOS ANGELES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you guys watch this movie? THIS IS SO AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_akv5ibl1L8g/TUApswSBKRI/AAAAAAAADLM/whCDG7PCrrw/s400/battle_los_angeles_preview.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d(T o T)b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1000x1000x1000x1000 thumbs up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's really so nice till.... I don't know how to describe. The first parts of it, i was covering my eyes with my hands, but i so wanted to put my hands down to watch, you know? Like so desperately but scare. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I always do that when I'm watching violent &amp;amp; horror movies.. cause I'm afraid of those sudden  pop out people/ghost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;I almost tear at the part when all his platoon/company mates actually jump down of the helicopter to kill the head of those aliens with him(their leader), and give up the chances of living! They are super cool!! But come to think of it, if this happen in Singapore i guess the aliens don't have to take 1 or 2 days to finish up Singapore, but within 1 hour they can burn the whole Singapore down. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know i know, i just can't help to think all these becoming reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So.. yup! I somewhat start to believe 2012 is real. &amp;amp;I really don't mind to watch it again!! I mean, World Invasion Battle LOS ANGELES. It's so nice till I felt it's worth to spend another $8, another 2hours! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so niceee :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189665_1771384298911_1668369385_1663341_1278515_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright pictures update soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going shopping on april! That's a promise to myself, and bf. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I start aim-ing stuff like slippers, tops, more tops and more more tops! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxo&lt;br /&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/1330946364442688715-6272234748785938271?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6272234748785938271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6272234748785938271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#6272234748785938271' title='World Invasion Battle LOS ANGELES'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_akv5ibl1L8g/TUApswSBKRI/AAAAAAAADLM/whCDG7PCrrw/s72-c/battle_los_angeles_preview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7950347892807767791</id><published>2011-03-15T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T13:45:47.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nehhhhhhhhh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180582_1703033230177_1668369385_1550658_1235357_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally finally today today, he's coming back from the 3rd world country INDIA. And he told me that he bought something for me, and i was like "WHAT IS-IT?" and he told me is perfume. I'm so not looking forward to the 'something' he bought for me. But well.. yesterday i tried to call him over 10 times, the connection there is really suck to the max, i can't even get through no matter how many times i tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was really sleepy at that time, and.......................... I CALLED THE WRONG NUMBER. You know when you wanna call overseas, you have to enter like the card number, entertain the stupid operations, "Please press 1/2/3, followed by the # key" and the country code, area code and telephone number. As i was saying, I'm really sleepy, and I mistake numbers. Bf's number is 917309266&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;591&lt;/span&gt;, and i called,  917309266&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;519. &lt;/span&gt;And the super hilarious thing was, an Indian man actually pick up the phone call! And he goes "NEH?" i was like ohshit.. and i hanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, an india number called me, and i picked up cause i tot bf called me back or something. But actually it's the INDIAN GUY! :( I seriously don't know how to communicate to tell him actually I called the wrong number. He just keep calling like 5 times. Ohmygod :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank god, he's coming back today, so i don't have to call to that country anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7950347892807767791?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7950347892807767791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7950347892807767791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#7950347892807767791' title='Nehhhhhhhhh?'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1527608425685839731</id><published>2011-03-15T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:15:13.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful 14.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/199528_1761381608850_1668369385_1650079_7672727_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Page,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much more better now! Though things are keep coming towards me, non stop, and for the pass 3 days, I'm suffering real badly but I able to pull myself back from that emo-elmo circle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't that bad as i thought, as friends comes around and happen to let me know, "Hey I'm all along here actually." It's really lucky to meet these people, cause they're too awesome that nothing can describe! Thanks babe, dudes. I'm lovin' my life, freaking lots. As you guys, make it meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I've lost 5kg in a week, and it's awesome that I'm still maintaining! :) I've still... maybe 3 to 5 kg to do to my ideal weight? HAHAAHAHA! The feeling is so 'shiok'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyyyyyy, boyboy is coming back tomorrow! I miss him so much so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1527608425685839731?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1527608425685839731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1527608425685839731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#1527608425685839731' title='Wonderful 14.'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6914918323185484501</id><published>2011-03-15T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:04:24.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FINALLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks is over, my favourite boy is coming back tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to see him and pinch him! :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/188324_1740822734891_1668369385_1616678_4542487_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sniff misses! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6914918323185484501?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6914918323185484501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6914918323185484501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#6914918323185484501' title='Missing,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7925010023401341813</id><published>2011-03-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T23:01:22.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tears never fail to fall, they just never fail to be there this three days..&lt;br /&gt;Where are you? I need you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you come back soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7925010023401341813?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7925010023401341813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7925010023401341813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#7925010023401341813' title=''/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-2625544387035960415</id><published>2011-03-11T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T12:48:00.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you ever feel so hopeless, and no one is beside you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever tried crying so hard that you can't even breathe properly?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever cry yourself to sleep and when you open your eyes, tears just keep flowing again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really an unknown question, i often asked myself, what's life all about when i have nothing at all? I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; have "friends" around me, but when i really need someone to talk to, actually no one i can turn to, even there is, they wasn't the one i wish to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family? it's always a fill-in-the-blanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, I learn to keep everything to myself, and not letting people know. How tired is it? How awesome it is to have friends that you can turn to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189703_1755513902161_1668369385_1641738_8245224_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In this world, i felt that... actually i work so hard for? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after reading this entry of mine, can you tell me how well you know me? Maybe i just want to know, who's the real me. Because, as time pass, i seem to forget about, how to be back myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please... i'm really tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this entry i posted, but i have no ways to rant, but here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-2625544387035960415?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2625544387035960415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2625544387035960415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#2625544387035960415' title='Do you ever...'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7672982782235156990</id><published>2011-03-08T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T11:34:47.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing alittle something</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183179_1749965323450_1668369385_1633961_7834002_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I'm back to this little space of mine again,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder do people actually check my blog for updates like almost everyday?&lt;br /&gt;I know it's suck to see no new updates! I'll try to update more, provided&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THERE ARE PEOPLE READING :(&lt;br /&gt;Working life is so mad tiring, I just can't imagine if one day i happen to be a full-timer.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my life gonna be so miserable, unless I'm working with good friends around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well....&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out today, is like so long since i last went out of this house, other then working.&lt;br /&gt;:) Enjoy your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7672982782235156990?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7672982782235156990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7672982782235156990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#7672982782235156990' title='Missing alittle something'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-4678430789183127844</id><published>2011-03-02T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:31:39.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two weeks</title><content type='html'>I stayed at home the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189240_1737385168954_1668369385_1610355_6851422_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184256_1737386288982_1668369385_1610361_7275014_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be super busy this two weeks, starting from tomorrow. Cause my bf went to india :(&lt;br /&gt;Life seem to be mixed up even worst then when he's in camp. Yup, the flight is yesterday night, 1130pm.&lt;br /&gt;And he's leaving for two weeks. You know out of the sudden it makes me felt that, his voice, his everything is so much needed, to be cherish.&lt;br /&gt;Seem like is really dying inside, everything seem to be so not right. Like roses, need someone to be there to take care of.&lt;br /&gt;Does he feel the same way too? I hope he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... back to where i am, busying this two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;to help me pass this 2 weeks fast, i schedule myself to work almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;:') it's better then staying at home, suffering with misses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183705_1740813174652_1668369385_1616661_7447234_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn't know, i actually miss you so badly. I thought i could act as if like you went for out field.... but i can't. The moment you step into the departure hall, i almost tear but I hold back my tears, all the way till I'm back home, I'm back in my room. I can't believe life is so terrible without you around. I hope the weather there won't make you fall sick, i hope the food there won't cause you tummy-ache. Please come back safe as soon as possible my dear, I really really miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-4678430789183127844?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4678430789183127844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4678430789183127844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#4678430789183127844' title='Two weeks'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-2003486148702706762</id><published>2011-02-22T21:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:23:21.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updatessssssssss</title><content type='html'>Reason for not blogging, cause i have no time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working, and spend my off days with bf. But i start to manage my time, and decided to BLOG again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just update you guys about some special event/day recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Valentine's day (14 Feb 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you guys spend your valentines' day? I spend V'DAY EVE with my 2 awesome couples, bf and Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;We had steamboat session over at my place, and it's 'kinda' nice. Something in between actually pop up and.. ya! Still quite enjoyable afterall. Hope next year will be a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the actual day of course with my favourite boy! ♥&lt;br /&gt;He gave me 11 pink roses, and they look super gorgeous, i swear! Sometimes is awesome to have a valentine receiving flowers, a kiss on cheek/lips and a warmest hug in the world. &amp;amp;I realize, it doesn't matter if it's valentines' day or whatever, just keep the person you love right beside you, it's the most beautiful thing in the world! &amp;amp;thanks to my Sponge-Bob alike boyfriend, I'm the happiest girl in the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2. My official graduation ceremony (16 Feb 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. it's so hard for me to say that 'YAY GRADUATED' If you guess know, I hate to attend my own graduation ceremony. Maybe I don't like to wave goodbye at all. Well what have to face we got to face, yup I'm officially graduated from, Nitec Hair Fashion &amp;amp; Design. It's really an awesome 2years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every single things, there's things making me feel like leaving this course, there's things that makes me stay, there's things that makes me laugh, there's things that makes me piss off, there's too many awesome things happening to me in this course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I always cried in hair cut lesson, cause at that time, i felt nothing goes my way. No one were helping me cause they are all busying with their own dolly, and silently I dropped my tears and ya.. but i'm no longer afraid of picking up my scissors to cut, instead i miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will like to say you guys are duper awesome! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/20966_1243214334992_1668369385_582008_8216761_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/20966_1243214374993_1668369385_582009_214971_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/20966_1243214414994_1668369385_582010_5120735_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/20966_1243419980133_1668369385_582542_6038118_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/20966_1243421780178_1668369385_582546_8068732_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/22666_1281223325193_1668369385_658920_5830158_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/22666_1281223245191_1668369385_658918_1976343_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/20966_1243414019984_1668369385_582529_6967880_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/20966_1243413979983_1668369385_582528_6237737_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/20966_1243420060135_1668369385_582544_8294708_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/26493_1289073681447_1668369385_674944_2281362_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/26493_1289073761449_1668369385_674946_2778996_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/24700_1339379579063_1668369385_773495_7430885_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/37814_1438500177016_1668369385_994033_7113248_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We work hard together to make up a perfect show..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/36939_1445639235488_1668369385_1014034_4288453_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/40697_1451994074355_1668369385_1032450_456714_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/37466_1445627035183_1668369385_1013914_4948411_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/58825_1486432655298_1668369385_1127772_5635992_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/58825_1486432495294_1668369385_1127768_355610_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at open house! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/72716_1554322432500_1668369385_1269599_1642624_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We work so hard, just for 27October2010&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/68815_1554373073766_1668369385_1269776_5441080_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/68870_1556847655629_1668369385_1273747_4010335_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/38993_1439560723529_1668369385_996051_8102355_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/77111_1603844990533_1668369385_1363424_504398_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184127_193522060668255_100000313887898_574019_6299468_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&amp;amp;Some, we made it there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Ang BB, Miss Eileen Hong, Mr Venson Ong, Mr Steven Woo, Miss  Robinson, Miss Nat.Beer, Mr Steven Ang, Mr Arthur Lim &amp;amp; Not  forgetting Miss Joyce Leong&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the most awesome teachers, and definitely different from other  teachers from ITE. They don't treat us like students, but like their  child, their sisters/brothers, their closest friends. I'm pretty lucky  to meet all this awesome teachers and especially Miss Joyce Leong,  though she teach us for like half a year? And she no longer teaching,  but always I'll remember how she interviewed me, how she scare me. Thank  you teachers, ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my dearesttttttttttttttttttttttt clique!&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that you guys are always there for me when I need someone  to listen and you guys just never, never fail to be beside me when i  need accompany. &amp;amp;Specially thank you one person from my clique, i  can't really mention that person name, cause... JUST TO PREVENT  MISUNDERSTANDING :) I really wanna thank you, for being there for me  when I met such a huge problem in school, which is i nearly lost all my  cliques and i even decided to drop out of the course, though i never  told you before, but you're the reason I continue this 2 years course.  Because you afraid of me leaving the school (at that time), you accompany me everyday  to school, and leave school together. Cause you know without you going I  will not attend the lesson. I wanna thank you so much so much! I always  remember this, even till now i never forget how you use to treat me. I  MEAN THE BAD SIDE OK!! Keep pinching me, pulling my hair! But thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY TWO LOVELY WIFEY.&lt;br /&gt;You girls are awesome! You girls love life is always my reason of not  complaining but giving in. Thanks for always giving me advise and tell  me what to do what not to do, Thank you so much for appearing when i  need you, and never leaving me alone. thank you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; to some GOOD FRIENDS from other cliques,&lt;br /&gt;Sisi, Cynthia, Daniel, Fyfe, Didi, Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making my day in ANYWAYSSS. Without you guys, my life in ITE  totally is NO MOTIVATION! Cause you guys inspirited me, you guys  supported me, you guys are always there and ya.. it's really awesome to  have such a good friends like you :) Thank you so much for these 2  years. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Last but not least, my 7 years buddy GZW&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my buddy for 7 years! 7 YEARS!!&lt;br /&gt;There's alot alot of things i wanna thank you for, but it's REALLY too  much for me to list them out. But really thank you so much.. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A HUGE THANK YOU, TO UH090HP.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my journey with you guys, and i hope i make you guys join yours too..&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on with our own life, and we might seldom meet up, but i always remember how you guys make my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/39344_1446513417342_1668369385_1015926_5108677_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You guys rocks much!&lt;br /&gt;Big heart for all of you, cause you all deserve it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i miss... all of you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-2003486148702706762?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2003486148702706762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2003486148702706762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#2003486148702706762' title='Updatessssssssss'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-262767658943228899</id><published>2011-02-11T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:42:21.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should i or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess no one is reading my blog already? If so, i won't be blogging at the moment. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-262767658943228899?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/262767658943228899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/262767658943228899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#262767658943228899' title=''/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3805276216888232118</id><published>2011-02-01T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T15:01:44.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one you always wanted.</title><content type='html'>So.. tomorrow is Chinese New Year Eve already? It's getting faster each year, i could still remember how i spend my cny last year and what I did over the year. It's really passing fast i could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs069.snc6/167971_1697362208405_1668369385_1541636_5782765_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. I'm getting older like 19years old? Okay it's random though. but how I wish i could stay at a certain age, HAHA what kind of thinking i have now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started my house keeping like today &amp;amp;You must be thinking how could i able to finish right? I'm so proud to say, I woke up at 10a.m and everything that have to clean, is all blingbling clean now! :) With the help of my lil brother ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my parents haven't get box of mandarin oranges! It's so last minute. Haha, might be going to night market shopping later i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is, I BOUGHT MY FAVORITE WEDGES! &amp;amp;Also the first heels, i bought it for like $80SGD. Though there's quite a number of my lovely friends told me, it isn't worth the price, but I LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup it's from Pazzion :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs259.snc6/180716_1696021814896_1668369385_1539062_6064439_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ps:&lt;/span&gt; This few weeks i have been thinking of something.. something important..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3805276216888232118?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3805276216888232118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3805276216888232118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#3805276216888232118' title='The one you always wanted.'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-308424600507407699</id><published>2011-01-14T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T23:56:07.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know today will come, i know these days will come.&lt;br /&gt;When i start blaming people taking me to compare with him,&lt;br /&gt;actually i slowly start to compare myself with him.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't deny, I'm jealous of what kind of love he got.&lt;br /&gt;And i was like being ignore aside becuae of the 3 letters.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes i wish to tell those adults how hurt is it to be put together to compare.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had a choice but i don't.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to pick up the course I like, but end of the day, actually no one supported me.&lt;br /&gt;When my hair show, all i remember is, no one is sitting there, supporting me, only my friends.&lt;br /&gt;When i score good in the exam, no one actually told me "You did great, work harder"&lt;br /&gt;When i got into the scholar ship, 2 out of 10, no one actually feel proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm crying like an idiot typing this, no one is beside me wiping my tears off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;when he gets his result, why must i always place together with him?&lt;br /&gt;Why must they tell me, how proud they feel.&lt;br /&gt;Do they ever think of me? Do they ever think that actually insult me,&lt;br /&gt;making me feel even useless? I always think why i wasn't him. why i wasn't the one&lt;br /&gt;i make them feel proud of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually felt very happy for him, because of that awesome result.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i dislike that ugly certificate of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they never know, and forever won't know,&lt;br /&gt;How much tears i drop because of their over bias towards him,&lt;br /&gt;How much hurt they bring to me, because of their over bias towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they gave me whatever I want, they dotes me.&lt;br /&gt;But the one thing i always wanted, i always wish to have,&lt;br /&gt;they never once given me before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS: &lt;/span&gt;i always hate the day we get our report book back. Cause no matter how well i score&lt;br /&gt;no matter i get the first in class, I will always not be the one they are proud of..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-308424600507407699?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/308424600507407699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/308424600507407699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#308424600507407699' title=''/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8783605862501005523</id><published>2011-01-14T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:26:21.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;it goes on and on and on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Less then 3 weeks to CNY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/SNC00871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more month to Valentines day! :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to everything coming, Especially when my long hair comes back to me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the whether today. I wish to see him later on too ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8783605862501005523?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8783605862501005523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8783605862501005523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#8783605862501005523' title='&amp;it goes on and on and on..'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1909641559966662996</id><published>2011-01-12T23:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:32:18.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't get to say all this through phone last night, but i hope you know that I'm worrying about you, that's why I actually text you almost every week. I just hope your surgery will be fine. Cause all i wish to see is a normal you just like years ago i met you. ♥ Stay strong, my dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PSS:&lt;/span&gt; Don't wish to be emotional. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jhdeli.com/Sandwich2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have some sandwiches.... JOKE :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Make a C with your right hand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; okayy .*makes a C.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; *smiles and makes c with his left hand, placing it near hers.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; A heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; no . my stomach. and its empty, make me a sandwich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; I LOVE THIS TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh your dating my ex? Cool. Im eating a sandwhich.... You want those leftovers too? &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, hunney this apply to everyone of us, so I ain't offending anyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wallcoo.net/holiday/wedding-02/s/wallcoo.com_wedding_02s_300x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;boy whispers to his mom during a wedding&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt; "Mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mom:&lt;/span&gt; "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt; "Why is the girl dressed in white?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mom:&lt;/span&gt; "Because this is the happiest day of her life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt; "... so why is the boy dressed in black?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;It's not that I hate you.. it's just, put it this way. if you were on fire and i had water, I'd drink it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Going bed, good night ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1909641559966662996?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1909641559966662996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1909641559966662996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#1909641559966662996' title='Joke'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5564403392571923502</id><published>2011-01-09T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:32:23.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to change..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC06067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so going to change my hair color for goodness sake. I feel so sick that my friend ACTUALLY don't recognize me when they pass by me (with black hair) Can you imagine? Like for example, that day i saw a group of friends and they actually call huixin and talk to her, and they just IGNORE me. I mean they don't even look at me thinking I'm somebody else. Until i say "HEY HELLO?!" then they realize I'm actually me standing beside her, How sad is that? Suck so much man! *thumbsdownnnnn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5564403392571923502?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5564403392571923502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5564403392571923502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#5564403392571923502' title='Something to change..'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-2036857602423798</id><published>2011-01-04T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T16:35:05.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC06045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so.....&lt;br /&gt;Negative now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-2036857602423798?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2036857602423798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2036857602423798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#2036857602423798' title='Negative'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-822078052169582771</id><published>2010-12-31T13:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:55:26.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs033.snc6/166325_1649911302162_1668369385_1450658_7738833_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is the last day of 2010, also the last post for 2010. Wooooo, how long is 365 days? I guess it's short, now i believe what people say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is short&lt;/span&gt;" Indeed is short. HA. anyway, come to think of it, the 365 days what have we been doing? Though my friends on facebook were all posting something like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww, 2010is such a bad year, wishing 2011 will be better&lt;/span&gt;" Well.. but for me, i had an awesome year! There's a lot of amazing thing happened to me, i met a lot of awesome new friends &amp;amp; also I realize what is really important to me when is not too late! Everything in 2010 just make me feel so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the most memorable things happen to me, is during my school dates, doing UCC hair show, rushing creative project, doing portfolio &amp;amp; my hair show!!!!!! Those moment rushing, stressing was really really my most awesome days i swear. Though at that point of time it wasn't. And during my IA, my days with that company, that outlet, and those people. They just make it so awesome that I'll go work early and end work late. Just wanna hang around them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my part time job, my supervisor, my working mates, especially Siyuan, Mandy &amp;amp;Wahyin they just make my day so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my boyfriend's group of friends, Eugene, Dominic, Donovan, Junjie, Hanjie, alot more. They are so so great, i just love hanging out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;The most important girls in my life, Huixin, Joyce, Marilyn, Caiyu, &amp;amp; Cher. They indeed play an important role.  &amp;amp;All my buddies boy friend, ITE &amp;amp; Sec. They're mad awesome too! &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; The girl i love to stalk most, TAY XI WEN!! :D reading her blog makes my day too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; LAST BUT NOT LEAST, My cutesttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt boyfriend! I love you baybeh! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made my 2010 so awesome!! Thanks babe, hunks. I really do heartzxzxx you guys alot! :) Life is so great with you people around *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't feel like ending this awesome year, but still..&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to 2011 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready hunney, let's wait for that moment, everyone shouted&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3, 2, 1 HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another chapter of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole year changes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs122.snc4/36465_1407794289388_1668369385_923525_6500704_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs122.snc4/36465_1407794369390_1668369385_923527_2437079_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs062.ash2/36465_1407795129409_1668369385_923535_1403938_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs062.ash2/36465_1407795449417_1668369385_923542_2805039_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs377.snc4/46044_1477931762781_1668369385_1105742_4526645_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs639.snc4/59897_1503787769165_1668369385_1166496_5503921_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs459.ash2/73208_1558117407372_1668369385_1276365_1823872_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs406.ash2/68419_1539038650415_1668369385_1240384_5808379_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs599.ash2/155099_1584454705788_1668369385_1325991_6505954_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs033.snc6/166325_1649911302162_1668369385_1450658_7738833_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy new year in advance, everyone! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-822078052169582771?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/822078052169582771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/822078052169582771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#822078052169582771' title='New year eve'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3354173819923652104</id><published>2010-12-29T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T20:14:10.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs775.ash1/166528_1786290901943_1379667373_1965646_2367985_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Took this picture from didi's phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school to help out on 27th and 28th Dec, for next year Jan intake student.&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome to see so many people coming for the interview and some can see that they are really wanting to get this course. Just remind me of myself, 2 years ago. *sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also awesome to say, there's a few of handsome boy boy. They look super kpop .__.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lohkz like lose liao eh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my school so much. Especially my awesome classmate :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3354173819923652104?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3354173819923652104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3354173819923652104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#3354173819923652104' title=''/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-459887967229348674</id><published>2010-12-26T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T22:57:52.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC05811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;M &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; R &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; Y&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; C&lt;/span&gt; H &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; T &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 2nd year celebrating Christmas. This year i celebrate Christmas with boyfriend &amp;amp; bf's friends. And yea they organize it at Swiss Hotel. The room was mad awesome! :D Especially the night views, (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs033.snc6/166325_1639913412221_1668369385_1434035_443515_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told ya'all is awesome! :D HA, and for this special day, of course I'm craving for Royce chocolate! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Imma lucky girl, cause there's one of the Royce's outlet just located at b1 of the hotel (Y) I never took a picture of it, but i bought two boxes, one of them is white chocolate and Au Lait (normal chocolate) Both of them were nice, but me myself prefer Au Lait more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Took it from google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 580px; height: 434px;" src="http://bladeofgrass.files.wordpress.com/2006/11/royce-chocolate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games, drinking session, chatting session&lt;br /&gt;everything just went so so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1386.snc4/163891_1639916692303_1668369385_1434045_2723122_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1384.snc4/163669_1639922412446_1668369385_1434061_4063186_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs771.ash1/166167_1639933132714_1668369385_1434095_7409069_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, Gift exchange time! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs011.snc6/166107_1639927572575_1668369385_1434075_4967845_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Also not forgetting the awesome logcake!&lt;br /&gt;It taste like ferrero rocher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.... the picture below looks as if like our birthday. but who cares!&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the new girl, Lim Woan! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs105.snc4/35625_1639942052937_1668369385_1434132_2123335_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys start their games, and drinking session! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs837.snc4/69705_1639948453097_1668369385_1434162_5727109_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have an awesome christmas night with all these people.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's really tiring! But ohwell....&lt;br /&gt;Once a year, everything is worth it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs712.snc4/63201_1639957053312_1668369385_1434201_6879502_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye swiss hotel! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw...&lt;br /&gt;It's one year we know each other :)&lt;br /&gt;Time pass so fast isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;It's on the christmas eve, by the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-459887967229348674?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/459887967229348674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/459887967229348674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#459887967229348674' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6178412211474388562</id><published>2010-12-23T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T20:26:48.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing give nothing gain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC05619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boy: I broke up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;His Best Friend: What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: She’s just too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;His Best Friend: What makes you say that? What did she do wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Well, for one.. She only cared about her appearance. Always had to look good, always took forever to get dressed! So insecure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she wanted to keep your eyes locked on her? She wanted you to see that you have the prettiest girl under your sleeve and not think otherwise? I see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Oh.. Well.. She’d often call me or text me asking where I am, who I’m with, telling me not to smoke, not to drink. She’s so clingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she cares about your well being? Because she cares about you a lot? And her greatest fear is losing you. I see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: But.. Uhh.. Well, she’d always cry when I say something slightly mean. She can’t handle anything. She’s a crybaby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she has feelings? And because she just wanted to hear you say you love her? I see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I.. Well! You know, she’d get jealous easily. I could barely talk to other girls! She’s so annoying! I had to hide it from her so she wouldn’t bitch about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she just wanted you to commit to her? She thought you were faithful, but you lied so she could find out later and hurt even more? She just wanted the guy she loves the most to love only her. I see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Well, she..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;His Best Friend: You broke up with her because she’s good for you? She just wanted the best for you? She’s broken now because you were selfish. Are you proud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I broke her heart.. Because I couldn’t see what was happening.. What happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;His Best Friend: You lost the girl that loved you like no one else could. You see? You didn’t want her when all she ever wanted was you. THAT’S what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't begin to realise until people tell you so. Cause it might be too late for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Love is running with time, some people broke up because they lose the match with time,&lt;br /&gt;some won the match and live happily ever after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6178412211474388562?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6178412211474388562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6178412211474388562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#6178412211474388562' title='Nothing give nothing gain'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8927869068973823645</id><published>2010-12-22T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:51:29.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/4c964615e1978-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my previous hair color so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days just two more days! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8927869068973823645?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8927869068973823645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8927869068973823645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#8927869068973823645' title=''/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5130583948317865257</id><published>2010-12-21T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:00:47.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you realize that i change to blogger.com blogskin,&lt;br /&gt;then I can only  say, i realize blogger.com blogskin give me less trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC05584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod ohmygod!&lt;br /&gt;Chirstmas is coming like 4 days times!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though i'm more looking forward to 24th Dec, hahaha cause it's a special day!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;And new year is coming too! Finish up things on 2010, don't left things undone.&lt;br /&gt;Like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLEANING UP YOUR ROOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's very lazy to. Like me, i have been spring cleaning my room since last week.&lt;br /&gt;Till now I'm not yet done. What's wrong? AHAHA, cause I'm just too lazy to finish up everything. Cause i have a lot of "rubbish" hanging around, and I have threw a lot of them away. Well.. it's all something to do with memories. I'm not that kind of girl who actually throw things once i think this friend of mine is gone. I still keep them to remind myself of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why................................ there's so many thing =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. it's time to get started!&lt;br /&gt;\(^o^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5130583948317865257?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5130583948317865257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5130583948317865257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#5130583948317865257' title=''/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5423653186517667721</id><published>2010-12-19T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:02:07.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who don't love Rapunzel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went out with Jcheng yesterday, and we went over to the new mall, NEX.&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny that the mall is really big! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing about this post was RAPUNZEL!&lt;br /&gt;Tell you guys something, actually I enjoy watching Disney movies. HA, Rapunzel is a favourite now! Whenever I watch a movie with alot of boring scenes, I'll sure disturb the person next to me, especially my boyfriend. But this time round, i don't even feel like holding the popcorn and putting them into my mouth. I just feel like opening my eyes and watch till the end of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://toonbarn.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/Reviving-Rapunzel-Disney-straightens-Tangled-for-theaters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely love her long long super long blonde hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 602px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAamcmQJ2U/TP9b6uKlaLI/AAAAAAAABZs/5blF7V2PLgs/s1600/disney-tangled-flynn-rapunzel-pascal-mothergothel-tangled-17142775-1280-720.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna buy a copy of their DVD! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs058.ash2/36249_1626589719137_1668369385_1408545_6288424_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1235.snc4/156786_1626610519657_1668369385_1408578_32633_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas is coming! I'm waiting :D&lt;br /&gt;Especially gift exchange! What did you bought for your love ones?&lt;br /&gt;Share with me!! :D I want to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5423653186517667721?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5423653186517667721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5423653186517667721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#5423653186517667721' title='Who don&apos;t love Rapunzel?'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAamcmQJ2U/TP9b6uKlaLI/AAAAAAAABZs/5blF7V2PLgs/s72-c/disney-tangled-flynn-rapunzel-pascal-mothergothel-tangled-17142775-1280-720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3301716593458817815</id><published>2010-12-17T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:44:16.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went back to school on Thursday, and I'm really surprise that my clique were all back,&lt;br /&gt;everyone of us went back for presentation! That feeling was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;But too back my wifey wasn't there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1369.snc4/164171_10150145633549741_633389740_8062815_7218793_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Outta-Focus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring my camera out, so didn't snap any pictures with my clique&lt;br /&gt;Well.........Next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation was great, did some catch up with my dearest girl fyfe. Glad to hear that she actually doing quite well for her attachment and also people there treat her well! :-) And surprisingly my clique Simon and Ivan was doing well at the salon their attached to. And the decision they made shock me, they actually requested to stay there! I'm really happy for them that actually they found what they want before going to ns :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I've decided to take up a part-time beauty class next year. And meanwhile I'll work part-time too! My parents both supported me to, cause they don't want me to work in a salon, but well who knows? I'll combine this two together one day. That's my aim after all. If better, I'll learn fashion design! Woohoooo, that will be perfect! (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just kidding about the fashion design, anw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yea, I'll miss all my classmate, I swear &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1368.snc4/164062_10150145633564741_633389740_8062816_339381_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now a clear one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to love, black.&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3301716593458817815?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3301716593458817815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3301716593458817815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#3301716593458817815' title='All of us'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7569871859326651783</id><published>2010-12-15T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T15:36:22.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/Picture004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a webcam about 6 months ago at IT fair. I never use it at all, just kept it hanging on my monitor! HAHA, so i decided to take a few snap with it. And i found out that my chin look super sharp! I don't photoshop my pictures, i don't even have the program, i don't even know how to use that program lah! It's mad complicated, though i learn before during secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Be right back :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7569871859326651783?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7569871859326651783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7569871859326651783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#7569871859326651783' title='Webcam'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-2026174770765277225</id><published>2010-12-13T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:24:40.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to December</title><content type='html'>I'm back blogging again! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over this one month plus I realize actually working life wasn't as bad as i though. I came to think of how I behave on my first day of work at heartland mall, it's totally a joke. I didn't realize actually people already open up the door for me to enter, but I was the one who didn't step in, until the day shermaine came. I walk towards them and realize, actually they wasn't that bad at all. They're awesome, they're fun! It's silly to feel that I wasn't welcome at all, cause they need me after all. I mean they need someone to help them and I was the one. I'm glad that I'm actually that someone they need. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming to an end of this chapter of my life (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's one of the bookmark-ed chapter of my life book&lt;/span&gt;). It's time to meet another bunch of people, another environment, another working life. I swear i swear I'll always remember how they treat me, how they actually came up to me. Like what Amy(rachel) told me "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Heartland mall 的华语叫做, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;心"灵"(邻)坊 所以这里的人都是用心去对带每一个人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" I'll always remember this! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not forgetting all the pretty ladies at taka! I never forget you ladies too! Stay awesome! See you all soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC05444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'll come back and blog again on thursday i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight hunneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-2026174770765277225?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2026174770765277225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2026174770765277225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#2026174770765277225' title='Back to December'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-697787809387554666</id><published>2010-12-08T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:07:53.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Nail Palace</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Advertorial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/TP-a_JGdi2I/AAAAAAAAD6s/pJZTi6FnBck/s1600/61372_147693618605125_100000934647525_209098_3276801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/TP-a_JGdi2I/AAAAAAAAD6s/pJZTi6FnBck/s400/61372_147693618605125_100000934647525_209098_3276801_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548323675509197666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which girl loves ugly nails? 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Quick call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;82285469/82507628&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for appointment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bedok north ave2 blk 515 #01-209&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally an awesome deal on such a special time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-697787809387554666?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/697787809387554666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/697787809387554666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#697787809387554666' title='Princess Nail Palace'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/TP-a_JGdi2I/AAAAAAAAD6s/pJZTi6FnBck/s72-c/61372_147693618605125_100000934647525_209098_3276801_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3778741955084954933</id><published>2010-11-30T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:41:34.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be right back</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Will be back on 12 dec! I really miss blogging and I miss ranting my life here but my attachment don't allow me to. Weekdays weekend work, only Thursday off. My off days are all spend with gfs out. So I don't have much time to blog! Like now, I'm using my iPhone to type this short post! :D so..... All the best ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3778741955084954933?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3778741955084954933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3778741955084954933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#3778741955084954933' title='Be right back'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1996779818289940088</id><published>2010-11-17T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T22:49:19.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak now,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I tried my best to make my life easy during attachment. Everything seem quite right for the moment!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current health check: Coughing my lungs out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this month I've already took 4 days MC! It's totally madness cause my attachment got extended by 4 days again -.- I can't help it! Cause I'm coughing and coughing everyday at work! Even my manager ask me "Wah, how come you so long haven't recover?" I don't even know why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this month, next month or should i say during my attachment period please let me rant/whine all i want! I really can't help to say how terrible i am, but actually everything is OOsORight! But still (!) Working life seriously ain't easy, especially working on service line. What shit people throw on you, you have to bear with the stink and quietly wipe it off. But for now this i haven't taste yet (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope i wouldn't and i don't even want too&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so much so much to say but not sure what is it. Erm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC05298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my life, other then attachment my weekends as usual meet my boyf! He is mad sweet for sending me to work, picking me up after work. It's really saving alot of time of mine to wait for a bus this and that. You know i have a really bad habit now. I can't stand taking public transport alone, I use to be afraid of taking cab alone. But now i felt cab make me feel better, safer and mostly importantly FASTER. So.. boyfriend nags me, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S TIME TO GET YOUR CAR LICENSES&lt;/span&gt;" *Wait....* Erm, I think i should! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i miss alot of things/people during attachment. And what surprise me was, i actually miss those people who i don't like! Sometimes humans are weirdo, don't you think so? :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going shopping with my girls tomorrow and also, going back to that place that i miss DAMN LOT this two weeks, especially... a few people inside! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1996779818289940088?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1996779818289940088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1996779818289940088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#1996779818289940088' title='Speak now,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-204055710733715773</id><published>2010-11-09T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T19:10:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you guys know, I'm having my attachment now. It's really mad tired as you thought. Working everyday like no tomorrow just wishing the days there will end fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life now is a route. Work, Home, Work, Home this is only for week days. As for weekends, my route is, Work, meet bf, home. It's awesome that you have someone sending you to work, have breakfast with you before work. That kind of feeling is shiok! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; That's the reason why i never blog for like almost two weeks! I don't even have time for my bf, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC05230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before attachment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b455/chys6/DSC05249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hair i colored back to jet black cause it's really troublesome for my manager telling me to tone down. It's damn irritating. So for the month, just black hair first! Might be dying back after my attachment. MIGHT. &amp;amp;also my fringe i trimmed it to bangs cause it's also troublesome to clip up every day! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my hair color is currently fading! .__. I can see a few strand of color coming out! it's a good thing? HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm having MC now! 2 days! It's mad shiok to sleep all the way to noon! Well.. I'm going back to work tomorrow, and hopefully I'll recover by tomorrow, cause i don't feel like bring my water tap nose to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon, and all the best to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Counting down, 268 hours more ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-204055710733715773?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/204055710733715773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/204055710733715773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#204055710733715773' title='I&apos;m still alive!!'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7219717219504469897</id><published>2010-10-27T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:41:42.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Hair Show(Actual Day) ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27th Oct 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD IT'S THE ACTUAL DAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it! It's really mad fast, remember I'm still helping out on my senior's hair show and thinking to do on my hair show, and a few months ago I'm like counting down to my hair show. Now the actual day come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on the actual day everything goes well just that, i have hard time with my hair piece. I tried to fix my hair piece up and i have huge problem with it, cause it'll fall anytime! On my mind, i really feel like giving up. Cause my hair piece seriously don't look like how i expect to look like. And it turn out really bad seriously. And if you guys were there and watch the hair show, if you realize my model's hand keep holding on to her vest, she is not posting. But holding on to a transparent string to hold the whole thing. It's mad heavily seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but thanks to Miss Hong, Noel, Janice, Simon, Gabriel it finally able to stand! :) Thanks people! Especially my cutest teacher miss honggggggggggg &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Before hair show start&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know sometimes i really really   suspect this guy have girl's mind. He can do something that guys can't!   Like his work for this hair show. If he never stand out, no one knows   that was done by a guy. &amp;amp; He did it! He is really really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Jiayou Daniel in everything you gonna do!&lt;br /&gt;I guess you born to be in this line! JIAYOU LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04914.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very cute girl Janice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera girl! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04918.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04917.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curling my model's hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04933.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School of Make Up came down to help the Future's model make up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan ling was there tooo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Models and Stylist.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not all&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04965.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04977.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See he did a great job right?!?! OHMYGD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04987.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04994.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my hair piece suppose to look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/71770_163832580303870_100000313887898_402859_5546513_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow it got smaller and smaller and you can't even see the hole of the heart shape. I'm really really upset. But luckily it didn't fall during the show :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks angie for being my photoshoot model!! Thanks so much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks liyue for being my hairshow model!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Bet You Don't Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys never know what we are doing behind the stage! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what my class mates were doing behind the stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04924.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  was holding my cam and walk around the back stage, from room 1 to 3   and the back of the stage. And i saw this! Some sleeping, and most of   them are helping each other to massage! Mad cute lah! And they start to   learn hand massage from hiromie and holding each other hands and start   doing the hand massage. Mad gay lah!! Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was behind praying that my hair piece won't drop cause it's really really shaky! And luckily thank god it didn't drop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All models look so fierce loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And the people who make this happen, the awesome HFD lecturers!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the show, my two years clique picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;Gongda, Junxian, Jeffery, Joanne, Joyce were not there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my awesome CA, and Co-CA. They actually help alot in this two years. They really care about us, and never give up on us no matter how many times we actually disappoint them. &amp;amp;Because of this, i swear i will work even hard to repay what they had done for us this two years! Thank-you my two dearly pretty teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, MY UH0901A/P's class photo&lt;br /&gt;once again, not all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/72730_163569700330158_100000313887898_401544_7316638_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC_5243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we smile like no tomorrow, seem like happily graduated but i did cry after the finale. I couldn't bear to leave this awesome bunch of people. Though they are irritating at times. But they are still so so awesome! And .. they bring my life, in ITE alot alot alot of beautiful memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best guys! Some of you might start attachment already, but most of us haven't started yet. But coming nov, gonna be a really tough one for us! But bear with it. Wish to see you guys real real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Individual shots with my clique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest 6 years buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest wifey! She is mad cute seriously! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very irritating pork in my class, he's from world shoo.&lt;br /&gt;Ng Noel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan, mad like to bully me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon, don't stone anymore k? :D&lt;br /&gt;Be more awake!! You machiam everytime sprite don't know fly go where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian ping, Stop saying about the 1 day ok!!&lt;br /&gt;From 2 years ago, keep saying till now!&lt;br /&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; lastly, My mad awesome Lenz Ho!&lt;br /&gt;You're really awesome!! Work hard for everything you going to be in future cause i believe you can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC05129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye everyone! End of the day it's only couldn't bear.&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope to be you guys classmate forever!&lt;br /&gt;You guys are really really super duper,&lt;br /&gt;extra extra,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it going! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: When the hair show ended, i know my ITE life is coming to an end too. IA is coming, previously i was saying I don't feel like going, I'm so not looking forward. But now, I start to look forward. Cause i hope it'll come to an end too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7219717219504469897?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7219717219504469897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7219717219504469897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#7219717219504469897' title='Graduation Hair Show&lt;br&gt;(Actual Day) ♥'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7529636460225128285</id><published>2010-10-26T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:24:15.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation hair show (rehearsal) ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;26th October&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna start this post with a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;OHMYGOD I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;It's my graduation hair show rehearsal already, meaning tomorrow I'm gonna graduate from ITE. How long is two years? I can tell you it's like two months only. I haven't spend enough time with my classmates, i haven't do enough things for my teachers, i haven't finish disturbing my cliques, and two years blink and it's over already. Ok back to where I was just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, our hair show rehearsal. We feel really honor for being the first two classes which held our hair show in the auditorium. &amp;amp;Like i mention there is two classes doing this hair show which is Jan intake (my class) and April intake. Everything was really amazing there, cause it's our hair show. Previously we attend hair shows but we never go up the stage. But this time we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach there, the first thing was rough briefing about the whole show gonna be like what. And also we got group by Past, Present, And Future, this three theme in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Room 1, Past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/3DSC05299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Room 2, Present (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm inside! That's my ezlink peekcha. I know it's ugly. HA but comon' it's two years back man. HAHAHAHA,&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/2DSC05297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Room 3, Present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/1DSC05296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Models waiting for their turn to get on stage for cat walking!&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04845.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04860.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See their face, and you know how naize was the lunch already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our rehearsal ends at 6 plus. We almost spend 12 hours there. Don't have to count, we reach there at 7.30! Mad early! Tired to max too. Well tomorrow hair show to go! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7529636460225128285?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7529636460225128285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7529636460225128285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#7529636460225128285' title='Graduation hair show&lt;br&gt; (rehearsal) ♥'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5590047742366705938</id><published>2010-10-25T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:26:48.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh0901A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs220.snc4/39344_1446513417342_1668369385_1015926_5108677_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This two years down, i might met some people who used to close with me, who helps me in everything, who stab me from behind, who are precious to me. This two years in ITE UH0901A, i learn a lot a lot of things from them. Maybe some good or bad things. Like got back-stabbed, and people tend to enter my life and leave. I swear i cherish them, but they don't. &amp;amp;I become more and more sensitive towards strangers, because i have negative thinking to meet new friends, as I'm afraid something happen again. And.. gossiping? HAHA. Which girl don't gossip right? I believe there's a lot of my classmates talking behind my back, cause no one is perfect. I'm trying to cut less my gossiping already! HAHA. Give me sometime k? it's girl's bad habit! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever is it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys gave me an awesome, and full with up and downs 2 years in this school, and i really appreciate a lot what you guys built in me. Like always i have problems, you guys never fail to be there, especially my two lovely wifey, darling, weilun and zhengwei, and hold me up when i fall. I really really thank god so so much for sending you people into my life, and bring me lots of joy, though there are also bad ones. But still, you guys are mad awesome! Like Ivan always bully me like always, since we start school till now, never fail to disturb me and make me piss off. To list out all you guys gave me is really really long. But thank-you for everything! ♥ You guys so so much! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tomorrow.. we might not be able to attend anything together, sleep in the class together, make noise and piss teacher off together and no more Uh0901A anymore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Couldn't bear to, can't believe though&lt;/span&gt;, but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my graduation hair show tomorrow. All the best Uh0901A :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Blog more tomorrow. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5590047742366705938?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5590047742366705938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5590047742366705938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#5590047742366705938' title='Uh0901A'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-4928582080727004720</id><published>2010-10-22T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T16:07:23.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But what if i need you baby,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to my graduation hair show. What kind of feeling i have right now is "F-up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what is wrong with the organizer seriously. I really don't understand what's wrong with her. First, she told the students that, only 12 models will be provided for the photo shoot and on the actual day there's 34 student doing the shoot. And who gonna find models for the other 22 students? HQ was told to come at 8.30am to pick the models. And if were you, will you actually bring your own model down instead of snatching with people? Obviously is a yes to everyone but who knows, we're blame to bring our own model, and not using the models she find. Can anyone tell me what's wrong? First she say got only 12 and last minute there's like so many models sitting there. Who will know?! Never mind, next she blame our CA for doing make-up for all models, which actually only the top six's model need to make up. Then what about our model?! Forget it, when everyone actually did the model hair nicely, bring the models up for photo shoot. &amp;amp;She told all the photographer to stop, cause only TOP SIX are suppose to shoot only. WTF? then why are we there, doing the hair, spending the whole fucking morning there? Why not you just tell us, graduation hair show is bloody just for the six? (No offend to the top six) but seriously.. it's everyone's hair show. but why she make it as if only the six hair show and all of us, is only accompany one. Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Everyone have the rights of saying. &amp;amp;this is my blog I'm just posting out my opinions. Or maybe you can put yourself in my shoes, how will you feel if you were me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that HFD is a fair &amp;amp; square course, but who knows, is the same. This kind of treatment i had enough in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though everything is really really can not make it. but still I LOVE MY COURSE MATES (some)! :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five more days, my two years there is going to end soon... just 5 more days :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-4928582080727004720?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4928582080727004720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4928582080727004720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#4928582080727004720' title='But what if i need you baby,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7443995606212734908</id><published>2010-10-17T15:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:25:28.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Happy legal 18th to me :D</title><content type='html'>Before I blow my 18 candle light away, everyone starts to remind me that my teenage life is coming to an end. 1 more year to go. Hopefully next year birthday wouldn't come this fast. Anyway, i really enjoy my birthday a lot not as in the celebration but awesome people. Though it's a little boring, cause I felt that too, but still I'm really happy to see people there. Thanks people for making my BBQ a successful one, without any problem :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, the whole afternoon i was at home waiting for that silly boy. And a lot of nagging include makes me feel so piss off, and i break down. And yea, i meet bf and he send me to my aunt's house to collect the cooked food. Head down to pasir ris park. &amp;amp; slowly everything go quite fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;They suppose to surprise me with the birthday cake, and yea I actually know it like a week before my birthday already. But i just try not to show them i know. HAHA, when they feel like they have so many thing to tell me about the behind scene of the surprise but actually i got lot more interesting behind scene for them. Hee, but thanks guys! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JunLong: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya faster make wish, wish that Jacky faster ORD, if better tomorrow ORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bf: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of blur but i like. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04537.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesome guys!&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why are they so awesome make me always called them "the awesome guys"&lt;br /&gt;But they are just so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for coming down! and CAIYU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sister of mine was really sweet. He told me he will not attend my BBQ, and called me apologize this and that. I believe he wasn't free that day. But who knows, twitter betray him. Very happening this Cher ng bring me away, and the most funny thing was she ask to sit down at a side. And ok, i was thinking, since nothing to do i shall take out my phone and tweet. Who knows! This guy tweet this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;35 mins to pasir ris&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i was smiling that time, and thinking should i tell cher anot, then next come to mind is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scarli they plan hao hao de.. better not say&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i giggling to myself! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;He walk towards me, with a little stitch cake and smile to me.&lt;br /&gt;AND seriously he is the best sister ever! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;A group photo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04555.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/IMG_0250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bf's family were there too, really appreciate! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/IMG_0255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my awesome clique &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember how we always use to hang out and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times! seriouslyyy, I appreciate you guys came down and yea all the way till my bbq end! :) Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/IMG_0256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My secondary school clique! HA.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it's getting lesser year by year, and yea this 6 of them never fail to turn up whenever my birthday celebration since my 16th birthday. They are really really awesome like always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/IMG_0258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's one of my favourite girl now! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/IMG_0257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My M18 birthday cake. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Present time**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Who don't like present you tell me? HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday card &amp;amp;SK necklace from BF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my bf is sweet! HA, he told me this last night when he pass me the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I seriously can't believe I will do this kind of things, doing the card. Choosing bling blings, and ribbon stuff like that. I totally feel so gay" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, mad cute!! HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS To KK CHENG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i didn't say much last night, didn't show that I'm very happy or whatever expression you expect to see. But you know I'm not that kind of people who will say everything face to face, but deep down i really appreciate a lot. The things you done, planning the surprise, came down to fetch me when xin told you I'm crying, doing the card till 4am and , chase me home the next morning, and continue doing the card, and helping me to plan the food, and bring things here and there. I really appreciate alot. Though i never say anything, don't think i don't know oooooright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really really thankful that you actually willing put so much effort just on doing the card and yea, obviously it takes you alot of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04561.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks BFF &amp;amp;Junlong for the clothes!&lt;br /&gt;I like it alot so don't worry you buy the wrong thing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;YEA i appreciate that actually you guys stay there until my whole BBQ is over.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot!! See you guys soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Eugene Junjie, Caiyu, Donovan, Dominic &amp;amp;Samuel for the golden packet! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Thanks bf's mum for the red packet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Wang Xiao, my supervisor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04565.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bf's sister, wenya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks LP for the necklace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04567.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thanks Guanleong, Yiqin, Sam &amp;amp;Bina for the perfume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you guys making my bbq so awesome, and ..&lt;br /&gt;really thanks for coming down and ya, i appreciate alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;: Have you count how many hearts i have in this post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's 18. :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7443995606212734908?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7443995606212734908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7443995606212734908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#7443995606212734908' title='♥ Happy legal 18th to me :D'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8738263805793156798</id><published>2010-10-16T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T14:41:51.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hot Pink 18th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04518.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down since 27 days ago, and today finally come.&lt;br /&gt;For the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Be Right Back Guys! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to enjoy my birthday tonight. But well.. hopefully it's a awesome one.&lt;br /&gt;if not I'll just go jump down the sea :)&lt;br /&gt;Will be back on the sunday morning i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8738263805793156798?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8738263805793156798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8738263805793156798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#8738263805793156798' title='My Hot Pink 18th!'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7577594430035304566</id><published>2010-10-14T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:28:01.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more days,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally back to blogging. That kind of feeling is like I've got so much to update, so much to say. Not sure why i felt that this whole week, everyday wasn't my day. What I do, what I say always goes wrong. &amp;amp;I become very irritated day by day &amp;amp; i don't feel like talking at all. I'll start throwing tantrums like a little kid. I can't believe myself behaving like this man :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 18th birthday is coming in 2 days time. Everyone should be looking forward to their legal age right? But why I feel so suck deep down? I'm not sure, the most irritating thing is people telling me to cheer up. Like how? Don't tell me rubbish like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just smile and wait for that day to come lah&lt;/span&gt;" It's all bullshit OK. Whatever people say trying to cheer me up, I felt everything is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE ................. HAPPEN TO ME?!?! Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellllllllllllllllllllllll... Ya, back to where I am,&lt;br /&gt;This whole damn week is really going so slow for me. Rushing this rushing there, end up is all rushing for nothing. If you know, my class will be doing a hair show this 27th Oct and also a photo shoot before it. And yea, left two more weeks, everyone is rushing, and supposedly the photo shoot is tomorrow, but end up it's cancel once again. And is like everyone rushing their work for tomorrow and end up Date change. *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to wait for next week for the photo shoot again. And hair show after that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope everything will go smoothly from today onwards. And I'm trying to pick up my childish tantrums and throw them away. I'm trying very hard to. But seem like nothing helps. To help me, please people please, STOP IRRITATE ME SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope something will suddenly pop up and make me damn happy. What will it be? Guess it'll only happen tomorrow night. Cause he's coming back already. I swear the first thing I'll do when i see him is, HUG HIM AND CRY. Nahs, won't cry but just hug him tight, until he can't breathe! HAIZ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S&lt;/span&gt;: Holding on my smile, just for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Not sure why, i hope time can just stop right now. I'm not prepare for my birthday yet. Not sure why either. My feeling is damn mixed up. I don't feel like celebrating my birthday with this kind of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; who will be there, to save me? Hoping you're the one beside me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7577594430035304566?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7577594430035304566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7577594430035304566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#7577594430035304566' title='2 more days,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8427328711442698977</id><published>2010-10-08T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T15:16:57.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expect or.. nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04373-horz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two weeks holiday is coming to the end. After this week end, have to get back to school, and prepare for graduation, which I'm looking forward to. I guess that two weeks before my attachment I'm gonna be real busy. I can't deny, I seriously not looking forward to attachment. I wonder who is looking forward to attachment? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Picture might not be real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8427328711442698977?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8427328711442698977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8427328711442698977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#8427328711442698977' title='Expect or.. nothing'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7030597225150081170</id><published>2010-10-03T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T11:14:49.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjhCEhWiKXk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjhCEhWiKXk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 6TH MAI BOY (♥)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyday is a special day with you,  not only every 3rd of the month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(♥)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7030597225150081170?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7030597225150081170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7030597225150081170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#7030597225150081170' title='3rd ♥'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6855505799765244199</id><published>2010-09-29T14:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:04:51.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting waiting finally, 28</title><content type='html'>It's finally 28th of September! This day is my bf POP day! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me how fast time pass? 4months ago, I carried a very heavy heart sending him to 42 SAR, today I carry a heart with joy, cause it's his POP!! Though he still can't book out after his POP, but I'm really happy when i saw him. Cause I never get to see him for almost 3 weeks! How long is that? I forgot about it already, cause all i know is, he's booking out on the 1st of October &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have lunch with Xin at around 1 plus, &amp;amp;she went back to work, and i went to walk around, Century square, Tampines mall, and Tampines 1 to burn my time off. And those people who work at SASA have quite a bad customer service that day, a lady was like forcing me to buy the new mascara!! Lol, I just walk out of the shop when she went finding the mascara! I hate it when promoters come towards us, and so obviously people is trying to ignore you but you die die also want them to see your presence. Irritating to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I'm too tired walking, and realize the time was only three plus, and I'm meeting bf's family at 4.30pm. And so I went to find a place to sit down, get a drink, &amp;amp;re-write the letter I'm giving him. And that aunty on the counter attitude damn lousy! I don't know why she like to show attitude so much. Ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are forgiven after I went off, I still smiled at them. I swear i never show them black face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Cause IT'S MY BF POP!! So they were lucky :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went to meet bf's family and we went over to his camp. Whenever I saw the road sign writing of their camp, I'll be very very shag. But this time, when i saw that sign, i smiled! Cause that sign is telling me, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're going to see your bf soon!&lt;/span&gt;" HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lion company, but my bf was blocked by a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is Kaffir company? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Jaguar company, i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at a very nice spot, and I can snap tiny head :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; this part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his bunk mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea the whole POP ended at around 8.30pm. And have a talk with bf and went off :(&lt;br /&gt;It's really irritating to see everyone happily carry their heavy bags and go back with their family or friends. &amp;amp;You have to see you bf staying back, can't go home. SIANZX DAO MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's going fast, we have been waiting since 13September. So 2 or 3 days, doesn't matter anymore. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took two videos, one was they throw their caps, and one is the performers or whatever they called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I know, even though we said it doesn't matter 2 or 3 days only, but.. actually we both felt really really shag, and we keep quiet not ranting, not mentioning, actually is a motivation for each other to hold on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6855505799765244199?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6855505799765244199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6855505799765244199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#6855505799765244199' title='Waiting waiting finally, 28'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-4224713441457735683</id><published>2010-09-26T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T15:56:41.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing special without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This suppose to be update on the 25th night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's another family bbq, this time I went alone, without bf. I went there once with my bf, which is father's day. And well, everything there, as usual boring and yes everything there make me miss my bf really lots. But well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another gorgeous babe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I look at these yachts , i will think, "How about celebrating my 21st on a yachts?" I think it'll be mad cool! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My father, BBQ Man for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The mad cute Wayne! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just end my day there. I'm mad mad mad tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-4224713441457735683?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4224713441457735683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4224713441457735683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#4224713441457735683' title='Nothing special without you'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3740926228065821175</id><published>2010-09-25T14:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T15:01:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC04016-horz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Right Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;blogging tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune! (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3740926228065821175?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3740926228065821175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3740926228065821175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#3740926228065821175' title='6more days'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-2469463852532503422</id><published>2010-09-22T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T00:31:56.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoyable joy</title><content type='html'>Finally i get to update my blog. Decided not to online msn tonight, cause i wanna sleep early!! I'm super tired, fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this two days (Wednesday&amp;amp;Thursday) I'm a damn happy girl! I seriously have no words to describe the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;" in me! HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing which make me so happy was this 3 digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/s-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? It's the most important thing in my life, and I'm so worrying about it lately. Yes, it's my attachment!! I just have to fill 320 hours and I will complete the whole process of my attachment. In the first place, we are told is 2 month attachment. I finally feel that our section head finally doing SOMETHING for our class! HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second happy thing happen to me was,&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bit inconvenience for me to type it out. But I'm really really happy! I enjoying my working days with her! &amp;amp;looking forward for more, and I WANNA WORK WITH BFF LAH. walao, i don't know will i have the chance before she go a not! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday &amp;amp; Today, I'm totally a happy girl! LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03988.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not feel that I'm happy cause I'm really really tired plus tonight my baby is not calling me. He's at east coast beach right now. No he's not flirting but having his route march there till tomorrow 7a.m! Madness :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No good night call tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;p/s:&lt;/span&gt; A little gift, a big smile, a little note, bright someone day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks SY&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-2469463852532503422?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2469463852532503422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2469463852532503422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#2469463852532503422' title='Enjoyable joy'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1713300679928453994</id><published>2010-09-20T23:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:03:20.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_6148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is taken with my Samsung T550. It's really... blur. And you can see the noise level, CMI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old camera was Samsung T550 i think that camera work better with sunlight? And maybe flash? I still love that camera, cause they have the screen infront and you can see yourself. It's good for people who love to take picture of themselves. But... i still don't like it when it's not under sun light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03965.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Comparing with my current camera, which is Sony Nex-5. Obviously it's better then Samsung, and also it capture awesome pictures. Well, there's nothing to compare about. I sometimes still wish, my nex-5 will have the duat-cam like samsung have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Next ranting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this whole month, you guys will be reading damn boring post, cause I planned not to go any where, no shopping, no enjoying out. Either work, school, or at home. I know it's very very boring. But who cares? I'm damn broke right now, and i need to save money, for ... no reason? I'm suppose to save money for my coming birthday chalet. But now i guess I'm not going to open one. Cause i think it's pointless? And also... my pocket don't allow me to too. Ya, I have no idea how people celebrate their birthday without a chalet with their friends? I'm not sure how either?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like on my 16th birthday, was the most awesome birthday celebration i ever had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/16-10-08_2100-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group of awesome hunks and babe actually came over my house and surprise me? Though I already know what's going on, But that scene when 10 over people walk in with my birthday cake. It really touching! I mean, I don't expect they will surprise me, and I just wanna have a simple dinner with them. Ya, enjoy that night hell lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 17th birthday which was last year, was really really horrible -.-&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to remember, but still that was the most MEMORABLE one. Damn, seriously i hate last year birthday so much. And that was also the birthday I put damn lot effort in. Spend like 1k for my birthday, and I doll up everything. &amp;amp;who knows, i look like a fool that night. Though the surprise Y gave was quite awesome one. But too bad, we're only bff. &amp;amp;ya, it's really horrible, with some nonsense and some irritating stuff. OHMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's just the most f-up birthday i ever had. But that birthday was  the one I remember so much!! Cause it's really really a bad day for me. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never really write in detail actually that day there's alot of things were really... f-up. &amp;amp;it's over and i don't wish to bring them anymore&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ohya! I even bought my birthday cake for myself!! It's really horrible lah, who will buy their birthday cake themselves sia? &amp;amp;The worst of all, that aunty still asked me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What do you wanna write on the cake?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i wrote this, MYSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs051.snc3/13832_1202598719627_1668369385_497094_7773629_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Happy 17th birthday, Huiyu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I cried 3 days for that!! It's damn pathetic, i totally look like a fool!! I seriously went speechless, and worst of all my brother told me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jie, where got people buy their birthday cake for themselves de?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know should i laugh or should i cry seriously.. Silly brother of mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;Just see what kind of birthday i will have this year? O.o If it's like last year, I swear I wouldn't celebrate my birthday anymore!! FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but obviously i don't wish that will happen lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it's 20 over days before my birthday is here. I guess... I'm not gonna plan anything? Cause it's so pointless lah, i wish to have a chalet, but... nothing helps. &amp;amp;I have no idea, who will be free on that day. Cause bff, Junlong, Yvonne &amp;amp;Ervin is having attachment,  and my brother and company are having Olevels. Mostly my gfs will like gone half. Guys friend? o.o I doubt they will like.. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCARLI is another f-up day for me. Well.. hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;FYI, slowly i start to lost the feeling of celebrating my birthday. It's like nothing go on my way this year!! SIGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hate people treating my birthday as if is just a day! :@ Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think birthday are important, that is the only day you count how long have you been living on earth, how long your mum born you, how long your father feed you. That's why i treat my love one's birthday important. obviously they have to appreciate lah, if not... !@#$%&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: I'm not hinting anything I'm just ranting something i felt today, the whole day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1713300679928453994?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1713300679928453994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1713300679928453994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#1713300679928453994' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8799688954793868200</id><published>2010-09-19T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:09:48.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alike, or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In 8 minutes time is this baby of mine birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;You might not know who is he, maybe some of you do? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 495px; height: 707px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs448.ash1/24700_1339407019749_1668369385_773593_6068030_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs428.snc3/24700_1339406979748_1668369385_773592_5128439_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't he cute?! Damn cute right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i shall stop selling coffin (direct translate from chinese) He's my brother lah!&lt;br /&gt;My real blood brother. Did i mention before? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i did, i use to jealous over him when I was young and blog about him!! I super hate his intelligent, though it's a good thing. HAHA. He's a crazy boy, fyi. His brain is full with studies, book and stuff. Though he do play video games too. But no matter in whatever things he's damn good at it, but maybe not sports? He don't look like a sporty person. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs448.ash1/24700_1339406899746_1668369385_773590_7242137_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was taken when i was primary school, i think is primary 4 or 5 at genting! &amp;amp;His eyes is bigger then me lah!!!! I realize we have same fringe too!! He just look so cute lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1977/172/57/1668369385/n1668369385_125507_8049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs027.snc3/11465_1219147813344_1668369385_530497_2088319_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do we look alike?! o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always so curious on this question, and i keep expecting people to say "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ya you both look alike&lt;/span&gt;" But always always people say we don't look alike!!! I remember once I told my classmate that I don't have a brother, but a sister. And i even show then pictures. First i show them me and my brother, and ask them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: "Do we look alike?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Them: "No?! who is he?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then i kept quiet. Next i show them my bff and my picture, and i told them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: "She's my sister"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Them: "You and your sister look alike sia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: "Thank you, her name is Huixin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;That time was like our profile name is "Huiyu" "Huixin" So.. people will believe right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1977/172/57/1668369385/n1668369385_125521_573.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs004.snc3/11137_1204025515296_1668369385_499775_56472_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs145.snc3/17266_1265922222675_1668369385_627728_3831331_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs485.ash1/26521_1340420085075_1668369385_775880_318223_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs485.ash1/26521_1340419965072_1668369385_775878_3668802_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What do you guys think? We look alike? HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Actually we're real blood sister lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay stop making you guys confuse.&lt;br /&gt;My brother is really my brother, my bff is my bff! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing about this post is not about looking alike or not. But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best for the upcoming 'O' levels. Though it'll be hard i guess..&lt;br /&gt;But you sure can one lah, you this genius kid!&lt;br /&gt;happy sweet 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's also this&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://treatherlikeyourmotheryo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ClaireDamnGorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'s birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs294.snc4/41031_439731237163_559407163_4979152_7438576_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs239.snc3/22678_1235316923098_1234447147_30664597_2790873_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs425.snc4/46772_1406433480905_1234447147_31042287_179064_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't she damn gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;I'm one of her stalker!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY  GORGEOUS   BABE!&lt;br /&gt;wish you...... happy always!!&lt;br /&gt;Cause i love the way you smile! (rihanna)&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever is it!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy legal 18th! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: I miss you.. 11 days to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8799688954793868200?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8799688954793868200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8799688954793868200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#8799688954793868200' title='Alike, or not.'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1984148226231487516</id><published>2010-09-17T19:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T12:20:15.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes, personality, love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03962-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;my schedule is in a mess. Like, my school work, my part time jobs, accompany my family, some dating with my bf and girlfriends and time for myself. Everything is so messed up, I seriously need to manage my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why, i feel like i have no time. Like everything seem so rush. September not yet over, my October seem fully occupied already. By my school, part time job and also my bf. What about my awesome girls? :( I miss girls outing so much so much. It's really so long i go shopping with my bff and girlfriend. Time is really not enough at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon, October will wave goodbye and November will say hi, and yes officially I'm going to suffer in the two months of attachment and all the way till the end of December, I'm officially graduated from Simei ITE, how fast you tell me? My two years inside, after so many so many up and downs, everything is going to end SO SOON. which I'm very sad about it. Is like, I'M GOING TO GRADUATE!! Awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what's so happy about graduating -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 816px; height: 543px;" src="http://www.testvalley.gov.uk/images/2008graduation_portwayschool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... sometimes you just have to accept it, even if you don't like? Cause this is life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I don't want go to the end of this year is because of ATTACHMENT. I hate it so much, even though the pay is like... amazing then the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OHwell.. actually I'm just worry. Worrying about my attachment will be a horrible one. I can't imagine the days when i have to like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*Don't feel like imagining*&lt;/span&gt; roll eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I pick  up my current part time job, something is getting lesser? It's my fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have fear towards a new environment, or maybe working? I don't know but I'll feel like damn scare of something when I start to work, worst come to worst, I'll feel damn breathless. Remember the first time I work was at, suntec popular book fair. I'm damn afraid of everything there, manager, working mate everything. Until I saw familiar faces there, i realize it's a joy to work there, but it's only last 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second job was at YN and my fear come up again. I told myself to calm down that time but nothing works. My legs were so heavy to move for work. I feel damn shag everyday. &amp;amp;I extremely hate weekends, cause I'm working only on the Friday Saturday and Sunday. My legs hurts like mad, and daily I just like doing nothing there. &amp;amp;I feel damn damn useless. I tried all ways to make myself useful, i tried all ways to make things right. But nothing works, the whole environment don't work on me. So school reopen, i stop working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when my 9 days ended, i was like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YAY MAN IT FINALLY ENDED&lt;/span&gt;". At that time I realize, i prefer studying more then anything else! School is great, school is awesome, everything feel so damn good in school. Really.. You can say I'm timid, I don't mind. Cause i admit i am. I don't like to work, what i don't like. Get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;The 3rd job, was at Houyu? I enjoyed that job a lot, everything there were just too fun, I was there, to work, to learn and to enjoy. Maybe also part of the reason was working with my classmates? I felt that everyday there, was awesome to the max! No words could describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, this is my 4th time working. Maybe you can say I'm lucky or what. But i seriously regretted not working when i was like 13. I really regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, i enjoy my part time job now. I really do, cause people there are easy to click with. They ain't like giving me a face, like i owe them something, you know. Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't like doing things when i don't have confidence. Like YN? i know nothing about there, i don't know everything. Even the methods of how they wash hair is so different from what i learn in school. I have no confidence to do ANYTHING. No one there cheer me up, only one of babe there. She is awesome. I guess without her around, I'm really going mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, I'll face it like a man! (this is what bf always tell me) But well.. I believe i can do it, i believe god will guide me, bless me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be like this guy! If I'm strong enough I'll pull the two man and bang them together. If I'm not strong enough i'll be killed by the two man pulling the string around my neck. How does it sound? Cool isn't it? HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 846px; height: 941px;" src="http://www.boat-links.com/images/OldPix/Strongman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 845px; height: 593px;" src="http://en.jonpall.is/assets/Myndir/jon_41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I MUST WIN!! I'M STRONG!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 838px; height: 628px;" src="http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1024x768/Men__000865_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's random to say this but when I'm looking at this picture.. I was thinking if one day my boyfriend turns into a macho man, and I make him damn mad over something. I think if he box me, I'll fly to somewhere. Maybe a meter away? HAHA, before he box me, I'll kick his ass first :o So, watch out baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Some people deserve my trust, some people don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1984148226231487516?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1984148226231487516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1984148226231487516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#1984148226231487516' title='Changes, personality, love'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3832849781305134848</id><published>2010-09-16T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:42:51.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the first time, i felt so useless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03723-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your ways to make me smile, you have your ways to surprise me, you have your ways to calm me down, you just have your ways. But towards you, i always don't have my way to make you smile, make your stress go off, etc. Perhaps, the one making you even stress up. I tried lots of ways to make you smile when you're down. But I just couldn't make it at all. I'll be even down when you're down. My mind is black and blank. I'm really really sorry.. As a girlfriend of yours, all i can do is just saying sorry.. sorry.. and sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, i felt so useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3832849781305134848?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3832849781305134848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3832849781305134848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#3832849781305134848' title='For the first time, i felt so useless'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8106351119296094051</id><published>2010-09-11T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T15:52:28.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beautiful, it's everything about you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday Junjie &amp;amp;Samuel in advance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend my Saturday and Sunday with boyf, at his friend's birthday chalet. I enjoy the two night there seriously. Just don't mention that bad coincidence happen there. It's a small world after all, Singapore is so small that banging onto someone, you use to know.. it's not surprising at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03702.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first night was Samuel 21st birthday celebration. Enjoyed a lot, i didn't have anything there cause I'm really full, but i keep drinking the mango sago. It's really nice man! Haha. &amp;amp;all his family left, and the guys start playing card games. I forgot what is the card game we played called. But it's really fun and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night,&lt;br /&gt;Second day of the chalet, boyf and i went there around evening time. &amp;amp;ya surprise him with a cake. Then i know, surprise don't have to be with big actions, with big plans. But just taking the cake out, and tell him "We bought this for you, happy birthday" The most important thing is, that person appreciate it. This is the best return for a surprise, don't you agree? &amp;amp;the guys have their dinner, i didn't ate anything again, cause I'm so full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;They suggest to go cycling, and went to cycle around east coast. A sentence by Eugene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;what i have is a group of quality friends rather than quantity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quote it, &amp;amp;I like this! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired night, but i enjoy myself. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Will blog if there's anything interesting happen :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8106351119296094051?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8106351119296094051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8106351119296094051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#8106351119296094051' title='It&apos;s beautiful, it&apos;s everything about you.'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3457578250839903731</id><published>2010-09-09T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:42:37.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>田馥甄 - To Hebe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/IMG_0176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 田馥甄 - To Hebe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's awesome, super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently I felt damn restless, not enough sleep whatever. Because of my school projects, my day are like, damn boring and lifeless even though I don't have to attend lesson, just at home. I'm damn stressed out. Not sure why must so many projects come together .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yes, for those who following me on twitter. I'm having a part time job now. Yea, i love my job. My supervisors is nice, and customer are majority friendly and kind. Ya, who don't love this kind of job man? HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I never take any photo, so ya no pictures for this post. Lazy to take my cam out, so just leave it at home whenever I go school nowadays. Because sometime i really hate trouble. &amp;amp;YA i get a lot trouble onto myself. Like suggesting to use my cam to shoot, and end up i have to send them one by one? Like ................. whatever lah. Everything is over. I'm free now, next time i wouldn't find this kind of trouble anymore. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too wordy, i'm out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: 田馥甄 - To Hebe, Is out of stock :) Told you she's awesome. Only for 6 days, 6 days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3457578250839903731?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3457578250839903731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3457578250839903731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#3457578250839903731' title='田馥甄 - To Hebe'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1348653981056583490</id><published>2010-09-03T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:09:00.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College West Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd Sept,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to college east yesterday. It's quite an awesome trip. Because we can go tour around the new ITE but our purpose there, is not tour, in fact our course is involve in the open house at their indoor sports hall. Not bad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 of us, two lecturers and 4 juniors! Another one holding the camera! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you realize, I'm having one eye big one eye small that day! :(&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happen just happen when i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03630.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty girls are there too.&lt;br /&gt;When we have nothing to do, we help each other.&lt;br /&gt;Like we help beauty girls to do hair, and&lt;br /&gt;they help us do our nails. Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end, Nice day.&lt;br /&gt;But tiring ! :&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1348653981056583490?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1348653981056583490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1348653981056583490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#1348653981056583490' title='College West Open House'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8791083359676768069</id><published>2010-09-03T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:09:22.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;31st August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to my secondary school for teachers' day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Not really go there to celebrate teachers' day, but go back there, and find some awesome teachers. and also those sarcastic teachers. HAHA, so badzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever :)&lt;br /&gt;Just.. happy teachers day to all my awesome teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about my home tuition teacher this year :(&lt;br /&gt;Hope she won't get angry, she's a damn awesome teacher too.&lt;br /&gt;Who never give up no matter how many times we gave up our studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some little brothers too, miss those days when I'm in East View Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03516.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of it, I still gonna do something to thank my ITE teachers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm lucky enough, 12 years of studying&lt;br /&gt;I only met 2 to 4 teachers who are, thumbs down.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha, Thank god. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8791083359676768069?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8791083359676768069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8791083359676768069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#8791083359676768069' title='Teachers day'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1909302574793571087</id><published>2010-08-30T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:47:20.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The expected became an unexpected,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week's ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things just don't go the way you want, and you'll feel damn piss off by it. Something happening happen to me today. Early in the morning when i woke up, i realize, i overslept to attend Simon's court. Yes it's a again, and it's the second time. 20 over missed call from Zhengwei, Marilyn and Lenz. I'm sleeping like a pig. Gosh, I'm so sorry Simon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing is, when i woke up i received a message from my classmate saying, school is officially open on thursday. I thought that I could go to school so that it won't make me miss him so much, and rot at home. Cause he's on a field camp, and he'll be coming back on Thursday, or Friday. Ohdear, what's wrong with all these, starting of my day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( It's gonna be a hard time for me. I wouldn't be receiving his message, and his call. So.. I've become damn lazy to reply people texts, cause i know the next ring it will NEVER gonna be him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I'm still gonna wait for him to get back safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/40280_1472296261897_1668369385_1089075_4303690_n-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Miss&lt;br /&gt;You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1909302574793571087?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1909302574793571087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1909302574793571087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#1909302574793571087' title='The expected became an unexpected,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8161773097337650482</id><published>2010-08-28T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:12:37.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not cherishing, don't regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs377.snc4/46044_1477931762781_1668369385_1105742_4526645_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish before everything it's too late, and gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and  said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.  Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know  what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the  chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t  talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what  had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory  answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I  just pitied her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated  that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent  ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for  her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I  had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front  of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a  kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several  weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something  at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell  asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want  anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She  requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a  life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a  month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken  marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to  recall how I had carried her into our bridal room on our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of  our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going  crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd  request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and  thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to  face the divorce, she said scornfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was  explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we  both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy  in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to  the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in  my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about  the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside&lt;br /&gt;the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my  chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I  hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she  was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair  was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I  wondered what I had done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy  returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was  growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry  her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me  stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few  dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my  dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so  thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out.  To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an  essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer  and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I  might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms,  walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her  hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly;  it was just like our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held  her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I  held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked  intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the  door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked  upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not  want the divorce anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a  fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I  won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I  didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each  other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on  our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then  slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove  away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my  wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and  wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed – dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane  to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save  me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push  thru with the divorce.– At least, in the eyes of our son— I’m a loving  husband….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a  relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the  bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot  give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend  and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a  real happy marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;If you do, you just might save a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Stephanie Halmilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repost: @&lt;a href="http://treatherlikeyourmotheryo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Claire issofluffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8161773097337650482?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8161773097337650482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8161773097337650482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#8161773097337650482' title='Not cherishing, don&apos;t regret'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5218939060936018842</id><published>2010-08-25T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T23:59:11.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/untitled-26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAGGING TIME, ding ding ding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that holiday to me is a worst thing ever. Even though I can sleep like no people business, but after I wake up I'm like nua-ing (hokkien, rot) at home. Doing nothing, use the computer facebook, twitter, blogger, and flooding my bf's phone. It's really lifeless, can't stand it. I tried to find something meaningful to do, but there's nothing for me to do :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And saying about my boring day, my bf haven't reply my message!!! :&lt; He's so busying flirting with his bunk mates, go happily dating with them at yishun area. OMG yishun (-_-"""") and ignoring me. Ok, i know it's sounds damn gay but.. I'm just joking. Duh is all about NS stuff lah. NS NS NS NS NS NS. Just imagine if you saw a group of NS boy walking at the mall shopping. Nahs, I'm just trying to be lame! They're damn hardworking NS man ok! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, NS stuff is so damn complicated, till now I'm not yet understand what is what. Keep forgetting stuff, and ask my bf questions like "What's PT?? Er.. what is that again?!" what is this what is that. Oh-no.. Guess he'll get very irritated one day and go like "SHUT UP, STOP ASKING" or maybe he'll write in a piece of paper like RT =  remedial training etc and paste it on my head! AHAHA, isn't that cute? I think it's a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, It's damn late now. But he's not in back in camp now. Ok, I'm going to bed! :) More room stuff to do tomorrow. See you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5218939060936018842?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5218939060936018842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5218939060936018842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#5218939060936018842' title='I miss you,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-4451142890084914677</id><published>2010-08-24T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:36:48.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it hurts so much, without you here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03284-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having two projects on hands deadline is on the first week of September.&lt;br /&gt;Just finish one, and another one ... i need my team to tag along, especially Qianqian!!&lt;br /&gt;Well............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so many things i wanna get for myself, but i have to save money for now!!! Have been spending a lot this month! It's damn irritating when you see your bank money is reducing and waving at you telling you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We're going off for a new owner, byeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cash fly away&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;$.$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad lor!&lt;br /&gt;I can't work for now, have to put all my focus in school, as I'm finishing my course soon. Projects and hairshow everything is on their way. But it's ok, my attachment is coming too, though it's not fun at all. Attachment is really sucks. Cause you can't fired your boss, you can only get fired, can not always "keng" mc :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, for the sake of everything I've got to face it with ... courage? HAAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I know i sounds like I machiam going war. ok, I'm just pouring some boredom here.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune people ah people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, I've changed my blogskin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-4451142890084914677?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4451142890084914677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/4451142890084914677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#4451142890084914677' title='Sometimes it hurts so much, without you here'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1500769610858983535</id><published>2010-08-23T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:56:51.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUNNEY CHENG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 20th birthday Fatfat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my bf's big day! :D&lt;br /&gt;We celebrate it in advance cause he have to book in on the Sunday. Which means the day before his birthday. It's quite sad, but lucky he have a group of cool guys attack him with a surprise on the happening Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, everything happen on that day was really a "surprise" for me. Somehow, messed up things that were plan earlier. I went up to his house, with the birthday present i bought (wallet), and when he open the door for me, i saw him sitting at the dinning table transferring all his cards, cash to a new wallet his mum bought for him. I was like "OHMYGOD" I don't know why, that's the first word come to my mind when i saw that. HA, but it's okay. At least he like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next his sister, Wenya told me "We're celebrating my brother's birthday today (with a smile)" and my heart was like "Ohmygod ohmygod!!!" And I look at her with my eyes open big, i quickly message his buddy that, things might not go so smoothly as we plan. So.. they somehow changed plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Suppose we should leave his house at 3, so we can go walk around and come back to tampines and start the surprise his buddies plan. BUT, this guy just relaxxxxxxxxxxx, and take his time to prepare. And we reach Marina Square around 4 going 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;he suggest to bring me to Andersen's ice-cream, for a Couple Fondue. Ok let me stop his birthday surprise plan, the Fondue was nice! I like the chocolate, and the ice-cream, especially the chocolate ice-cream. And the marshmallows mix with chocolate with nut was nice too!! The whole Fondue, can delight your day!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. back to the plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish everything and he suggest to walk over to esplanade, forgot for what reason. AND WE'RE SUPPOSE TO LEAVE AT 6O'Clock. But this guy take his time, and sit down at the esplanade and listen to the baybeats going on there, and slowly choosing his clothes. And know what? we leave that place around 7.30pm, when his buddies told me, "we meet at Fish &amp;amp;co at 6.30pm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHARP&lt;/span&gt;." Yup, everything got messed up by this birthday boy again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(His buddies. Not all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8.30 we reach tampines, i told him i wanna get something at tampines mall basement, and he couldn't find a parking lot. &amp;amp;Next he told me "Can i wait for you at the car, and you go get what you need?" I feel like punching him, ssrly. HAHAHA, and i actually laugh at him, cause he's so ..... "Qian Da". Then finally, we found a parking lot, and he accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are walking towards fish&amp;amp;co, he asked me, "what is the thing you wanna get? Can get it tomorrow?" *punch 2 times* And yup, I'm suppose to act like it's a coincidence to saw the guys in fish&amp;amp;co. So yup, they manage to pull him in to the fish&amp;amp;co and sit down, as we're suppose to rush back to his house for dinner, which is starting at.. 7. Yup super late again.. He keep telling them, "I have to go, i have to go.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Eugene keep trying to find topic to make him stay and waiting for the waitress there to start the surprise. Indeed, they are good actor. This silly guy didn't even smell there's something going weird. And yes, the waitress came towards him, asking him to go to the front and stand on the chair in the middle of the fish&amp;amp;co. HAHA, finally got him!! Troublesome birthday boy! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's reading what Eugene and I were texting each other about this surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading his birthday card!! :D LOOK AT THAT SMILE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, sing birthday song, wish and blow the candles light. Well, and he finally stop asking me "can't we go buy your stuff tomorrow?" LOLOL. Cut his cake, open his present, read his card and his smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;back home, we had dinner, and cut his cake. A very very very coincidence thing was, his friends and his mum both bought the same cake! Just different sizes. This wasn't the plan, just very coincidence. So it's counted as, a birthday surprise too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cute and sweet siblings bought him this very cool thing. I don't know what is it called. But it's a horse that "wrap" with cement so they have this wooden stick to scrap the cement off and you'll see the thing that is inside the cement, and it's a horse. Cause he's zodiac is a horse!&lt;br /&gt;But the horse look more like a donkey, cause the tail... is abit short! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, my post is so wordy worm. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;but hope he enjoy himself. I guess he did, cause from that cheeky smile, i can see that :) This is my first time, in a day i saw him smiling non-stop. Those smiles were awesome. Maybe seeing once in a while he smile like this, find it very precious? HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC03122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday mai dear!&lt;br /&gt;Though this year can't celebrate it on your actual day which is TODAY..&lt;br /&gt;but.. yes i hope you enjoy &amp;amp;&amp;amp;STOP BEING SO DRAWING CIRCLES AND EMO.&lt;br /&gt;Loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeya "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks people for reading !! I spend almost two hours posting this whole thing! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, award me by clicking at my Nuffnang advertisement okayyyy ? :D LURB YAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guess he's the most happiest guy on earth that day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1500769610858983535?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1500769610858983535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1500769610858983535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#1500769610858983535' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUNNEY CHENG'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6117205904601886292</id><published>2010-08-21T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:54:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went over to Orchard Delfi, School Of Make Up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i happen join their lesson, and i found something interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know having a really fun class, you need a funny teacher right? Their teacher is a guy, and he is damn hilarious! The way he talk, the way he express the whole lesson is really funny! Even for a person like me, not there to attend lesson will quietly stand there and listen to what he's trying to teach &amp;amp;surprisingly, understand what he say! So i did learn some skills there.&lt;br /&gt;Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few hours there is really fun!&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6117205904601886292?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6117205904601886292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6117205904601886292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#6117205904601886292' title='People,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5473606439113498401</id><published>2010-08-19T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:27:19.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>他和她的故事</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她说她很爱他&lt;br /&gt;她说会守护他&lt;br /&gt;她送他玫瑰花&lt;br /&gt;一切美得不像话&lt;br /&gt;从朋友变成情人&lt;br /&gt;他不再只有自己&lt;br /&gt;她爱他爱得彻底&lt;br /&gt;真心溢满了甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;时间看清一个人&lt;br /&gt;开始令人昏沉沉&lt;br /&gt;她像变了一个人 太蛮横&lt;br /&gt;他开始悬着疑问&lt;br /&gt;不想再等她承认&lt;br /&gt;不再要任何伤痕&lt;br /&gt;(谁爱谁) 谁又流干了眼泪&lt;br /&gt;(谁后悔) 难分难舍太伤悲&lt;br /&gt;(他爱谁) 谁应该止住眼泪&lt;br /&gt;(她心碎) 谁又该干脆离开&lt;br /&gt;(谁爱谁) 谁又能反反复复&lt;br /&gt;(谁后悔) 谁在忍受着孤独&lt;br /&gt;(谁了解) 她退出 他孤独&lt;br /&gt;(谁了解) 谁退出 谁孤独&lt;br /&gt;爱得太盲目&lt;br /&gt;谁不满足&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you love her, i know you miss her.&lt;br /&gt;I know the pain you're suffering right now&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, things got to go have to go.&lt;br /&gt;She made a choice, a choice to leave,&lt;br /&gt;See no point to hold back, no more reason for you to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;but move on..&lt;br /&gt;Wish you will get back to normal again.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the next girl, who appreciate you, who love you more will appear soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5473606439113498401?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5473606439113498401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5473606439113498401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#5473606439113498401' title='他和她的故事'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-862404317112574839</id><published>2010-08-18T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T02:09:18.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still ZHY, Still me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry people for troubling you people again, Relinking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i change my blog link is because, of my own name.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with my name, but my surname. There's quite a number of things happen 2years ago, and a few weeks ago. Well, for your info 9Letters it stands for my name, Chen Hui Yu, in total of 9 letters. Yup, if you guys notice i changed my surname, to Tok, Zhuo (in chinese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make any changes in my birth cert, or ic, maybe in the future? Though chen is a nice surname, and suits my name well. But ... who cares, no one worth me to have that surname. &amp;amp; the reason why i change to StillZHY, is because I'm Still Zhuo Hui Yu. Though my surname is change :) This is how i explain my life, my space i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, stop calling me YUER CHEN!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can change to Yuer tok? Sounds weird.&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, Huiyu will do :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's my new new blogskin look like? Nice? HAHA. I start editing, shifting here and there, clicking, highlight copy and paste, google, everything since 10 till now. Look at the clock it's going 2Am. Don't know why i ain't sleepy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bed right now. Bf didn't call me today :(&lt;br /&gt;Never hear his voice for like the whole today!&lt;br /&gt;Hope he's fine, and get well soon baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog tomorrow, Ciaozxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-862404317112574839?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/862404317112574839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/862404317112574839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#862404317112574839' title='Still ZHY, Still me'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6926543189373469950</id><published>2010-08-16T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:09:41.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let things go by its nature?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs144.ash2/40539_1463464561110_1668369385_1064674_7393655_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile doesn't mean i'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings have been bothering me since .. quite a long time. But thanks to Jacky Cheng, i let out everything and choose what is the right way.&lt;br /&gt;It might be good, it might be bad. But at least for now, it's the best way for us. We both know, pulling through what we always tried to save isn't that easy at all. Sometimes, it's really tiring enough, i know i know. So why not, giving each other a break, to let everything run through once again. Like people say, "let things go by its nature?" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes after that Saturday night. After all the crying, I'm perfectly fine now. I'm back to a cheerful girl, who can play game well! That game i played with Bf and his buddies that night, was really nice! I didn't know that actually my eyes is quite slow, and stupid. Like i can't wink with a eyes. Like left eye wink, right eye will follow and close! HAHA. Well it's really a great night after all, it's the most  awesome chalet among all i went before. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember to click at my advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;is just right at the bottom of my post! :)&lt;br /&gt;Fast fast it's just abit more I'll receive the money! :)&lt;br /&gt;You guys are kind souls right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNEW IT! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6926543189373469950?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6926543189373469950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6926543189373469950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#6926543189373469950' title='let things go by its nature?'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7255129670544870416</id><published>2010-08-11T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:33:02.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a r/s, commitment is a must. Truthful, faithful is a must.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m183/tiggerlyce/Picture4.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m183/tiggerlyce/Picture5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this @ &lt;a href="http://www.acmchei.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s blog! It's damn true so decided to Re-blog it! There's a Retweet in twitter, so there's also a re-blog for blogging :D My own logic i guess? Well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone!&lt;br /&gt;xox,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7255129670544870416?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7255129670544870416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7255129670544870416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#7255129670544870416' title='In a r/s, commitment is a must. &lt;br&gt;Truthful, faithful is a must.'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5334667065674111847</id><published>2010-08-10T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:20:11.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I know all I need is on the other side of the door.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today, after tomorrow, after a few days, a few years later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Get a life people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5334667065674111847?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5334667065674111847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5334667065674111847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#5334667065674111847' title='Cause I know all I need is &lt;br&gt;on the other side of the door.'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8307973788715172972</id><published>2010-08-05T21:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:48:23.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a august,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought it's like 1 weeks i haven't been blogging, but... IT'S ONLY 4 DAYS? HA, it's a long 4 days to me i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, recently I'm damn stress up because of my projects, not a single day the thing stop appearing in my brain. I don't know how many brain cells of mine got killed because of this stupid project! I'm serious! Know whenever open my eyes in the big early morning I will start planning, What should i do today, what should i do tomorrow, did I manage my time well a not, will my models put my airplane, is the deadline coming, can i hand up by time a not, will this happen that happen! Wtf, i seriously stressed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I'm graduating soon. Still not sure about what should i do after i graduate from school. Continue my studies, or should i start working? But at times, i keep asking myself, am i really able work in this industry a not? As i mention before, being a hairstylist is not as easy as you think. A lot of my friends, have been telling me that. And frankly, what they told me, i seriously think I'm not suitable at all. I mean, the way i do things, is not really belongs to there. But i don't wanna waste what I've learned this two years. And if i don't continue this industry what should i do? I don't know my strength and my weakness. It's very long ago since i touch computer stuff, i might not remember if i gonna go back to computer. And.. everything gonna start from zero. Sometimes, life is so fiak-up. Can't rely on others to think for me, all i can do is, do things myself, walk myself, decide myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got a lot more things to learn in this industry, a lot more to face and go through. Should i continue running on the track or give up and find other track to run? I'm tired of thinking. Someone save me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of future path i want to go, but it's too unrealistic? I mean i can't really be one. My mom always say that, my mind is always changing. I won't stick to one. But what to do, the environment makes my thinking change. I wish i can continue this, but yet I scare I might give up half way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i'm having a big family problem now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how can i help, but ... but i will just do what i can i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BIG SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC02070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing goes well since the start of august. Sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma sad girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8307973788715172972?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8307973788715172972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8307973788715172972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#8307973788715172972' title='What a august,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-8159071386028324434</id><published>2010-08-01T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:23:46.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st July, 1st Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet my bf with his family went to Sushi tei for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple and nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01914.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01918.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01917.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01913.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All time Favourite! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time, meet bf's buddies for movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.xcitefun.net/users/2009/12/136728,xcitefun-tekken-movie-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tekken, Don't know how to rate this but.. It's quite a bloody movie.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch here and there, that's all i remember about this movie. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper at bugis, don't know where's that place actually.&lt;br /&gt;But yup, enjoy another night with bf and his buddies!&lt;br /&gt;:&gt; Talking about their friends, about their life in ITE, quite cool actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01951.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01977.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look alike don't they?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01983.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my army boy :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in 5days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so into pink color nowww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-8159071386028324434?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8159071386028324434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/8159071386028324434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#8159071386028324434' title='31st July, 1st Aug'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-9010486816769943516</id><published>2010-07-30T16:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:20:22.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet bf surprise me again! :D&lt;br /&gt;This time i kinda caught his surprise, HA. He book out in advance without telling me, and press my door bell with MacDonald! Sweet enough, but i kinda know the surprise already, because his weird behavior and facebook! Ha, but I deeply appreciate it, boy ♥ Thank-you, with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma lucky girl :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spend my whole 5 days with him till i almost forgotten he's a army boy who need to go back to camp, on the Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01663.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so proud to park so near the car behind, give people a heart-attack seriously! Imagine he just drive back a little, the two cars will kisssss!&lt;br /&gt;:-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, we have our dinner at Kenny Roger&lt;br /&gt;The food there were ok, and i like the whole atmosphere, cause of less amount of people i guess. Guess it's really hard to find places with less people around at the Friday night? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01673.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01674.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, The Chocolate Shop.&lt;br /&gt;I like the shop seriously, it's more like a chill out place for friends, couples, or even family to sit down, order a cup of hot chocolate, have a few bites of some chocolates there. That feeling i guess it's really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01677.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's a nice place seriously ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, how come my blog become like... I'm introducing singapore! What the.... but it's ok i just wanna write down how i feel when walking into every places I haven't been before that night. HAHA, continue reading, don't run hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop, Singapore Flyers,&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time riding the Singapore Flyers. Ya lah, I'm scare of heights!! And My imagination is very good uh, i can imagine this that will never happen! But that night i was thinking, what if the flyers stop working again. What if what if, alot of what if lah! But the 30minutes up there is really cool, I was thinking will there be Fireworks? Cause there's NDP rehersal going on there. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself on this Friday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-9010486816769943516?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/9010486816769943516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/9010486816769943516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#9010486816769943516' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1033534346125553121</id><published>2010-07-27T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:59:25.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When i'm down who's there next door?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite down right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why my heart just feel so empty.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is what people called, Mood Swing i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh sigh sigh ! :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1033534346125553121?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1033534346125553121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1033534346125553121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#1033534346125553121' title='When i&apos;m down who&apos;s there next door?'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-9144141611468904754</id><published>2010-07-26T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T14:16:42.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC00832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're the girls I can't live without now..&lt;br /&gt;:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you girls alot, you girls are awesome seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-9144141611468904754?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/9144141611468904754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/9144141611468904754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#9144141611468904754' title='♥'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6061600079736516858</id><published>2010-07-25T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:49:01.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, somethings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of school event, i seem like lacking of beauty sleep! &amp;amp;That cause my eye bags is getting heavier and heavier each day! Hate it so much seriously! :&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He surprise me by appearing at the location I was that night. The whole thing goes like this, he called me, asking me where are you this and that. Next when i walk out the gate, I saw a familiar car park outside near the gate. My mind was thinking "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is he here ? is that his car?&lt;/span&gt;" Fyi, i don't remember car number, but the color of the car! Then next He asked me "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if i say, I'm behind you?&lt;/span&gt;" I don't believe him, cause he was suppose to meet his friends that night. So ya, i never turn back and check was he there a not. And suddenly, Cher shouted "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, Jacky Cheng?!?!&lt;/span&gt;" When she called his name, i heard it through the phone! And i was like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh?! why like that?&lt;/span&gt;" Then i turn back. He walk towards me with a cheeky smile! All i can say is, I have a berry belly sweet boyfriend ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't i? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC00921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC00923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow him to his friend's birthday BBQ, that whole night was really really great! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, blahblahblah, until night time I meet my boy with his two buddies for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/inception_movie_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inception 2.3/3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking this is my first time, my very first time falling asleep in the movie theater. The whole movie was really, naggy, draggy. But it's quite a nice movie, just draggy and naggy! Well, after the movie, the guys are like Inception here, inception there. Guess this is what will react after watching the movie, i guess. Cause everyone in twitter, were all like saying Inception, let's dream tonight! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still prefer Despicable Me more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cute! Like me :D HAHA. I'm just kidding. But she is really really damn cute! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate goodbye :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC01230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, somethings you don't have to say it from your mouth &amp;amp; he'll  know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6061600079736516858?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6061600079736516858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6061600079736516858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#6061600079736516858' title='Sometimes, somethings'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3743742275954006800</id><published>2010-07-21T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:13:49.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs024.ash2/34584_1438445615652_1668369385_993763_2643388_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This two days I'mma busy lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going NUS, University Cultural Centre to help out in the ITE graduation 2010 this two days. So yup, me and my classmates were actually there to do a mini hair show! Which actually the main thing is the Graduation! HAHA. Ya, day one was alright, everything just go pretty fine. And day two was actually quite ok too. Not really like rushing here and there. No bumping around, oh shit here oh shit there. Everything just go, as what was expected to be! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;All the models there are seriously friendly. Some even play around with us when we're at the styling studio! It's really a very fun event! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NOTE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to post my pictures here&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes is kind of infection again. I have really sleepy eyes now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View this pictures here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/yuerc#!/album.php?aid=54987&amp;amp;id=1668369385&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=55084&amp;amp;id=1668369385&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/yuerc#!/album.php?aid=55086&amp;amp;id=1668369385&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the day one and two pictures! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! Love ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3743742275954006800?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3743742275954006800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3743742275954006800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#3743742275954006800' title='Sleepy eyes'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3091804124640261834</id><published>2010-07-19T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:07:04.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your trust, My trust, His trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, trust broke again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things just go so wrong till it's so out of human's control. None of us can expect what will happen now, later, or even the future. I tried my best to save what i can right now. But it seem nothing could be done, cause other party don't really play their part. What to do? Can someone just tell me what else i can do? Trying hard to maintain everything, in it's order but things just don't work out. Sometimes making people feel so breathless. Watching how things turn and go, fading away, and gone next, that kind of feeling is really suck, and words couldn't describe it at all. &amp;amp;Sometimes you just wanna close your eyes, and hack it. Cause everything just making each other too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.. no one will care anymore. Blaming each other, pointing fingers on who's at fault, when actually.. you're the one at fault, you're the one who break the trust in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherishing you, him, her is what i can do right now. I can't predict what will happen next, later or even in the future. I can't promise everyone what and what. I can't say "i wouldn't go no matter what" stuff like that. All i can do now is cherishing what i have today, no matter what mood i am today, tomorrow. In my life, everyone is awesome, please let me feel it worth the cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be bless :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3091804124640261834?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3091804124640261834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3091804124640261834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#3091804124640261834' title='Your trust, My trust, His trust'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5539008878458146033</id><published>2010-07-18T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:06:20.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a thousand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post is special cause it's the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;1000th post of this blogger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahs *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna share something with you guys! It's really a very good news for me! Cause.. I'm just very happy getting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC00074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is, Me bought a new lover. It's Baby Black Sony Nex-5. This time round i think very carefully, I pick the best of all, and i choose him. The reason why, is because there's nothing to pick on. I'm always looking for DSLR that suits me, as i don't really need a very very good one. But ya, this camera actually can do what DSLR can and it's handy. I shall not say so much, just there's nothing for me to pick on from this camera! So yup, ♥in' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Nex, mummy will take good care of you :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/DSC00073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bf actually bought me down to expo to find the camera I want. He knows i always judge a gadget by it's look, not function! So he accompany me for the mini IT fair at expo! :) Double love! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make.Believe&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5539008878458146033?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5539008878458146033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5539008878458146033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#5539008878458146033' title='After a thousand'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7317858595029221079</id><published>2010-07-15T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:58:27.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much i need you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to open my eyes big in this picture actually&lt;br /&gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm not recover yet :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So angry lor, everyone is calling me Ah man,&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm having sore throat and play around my voice! Ohdear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I just ate a Ferrero Rocher Ball! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to :&lt;  &lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5797-vert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strepsils save me, though it DON'T really helped much.&lt;br /&gt;HA! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Ciaozx, xox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;The next post will be... special :)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7317858595029221079?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7317858595029221079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7317858595029221079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#7317858595029221079' title='How much i need you'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-2685481859856367144</id><published>2010-07-14T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:37:43.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without your days,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously I'm having a heavy head now, mostly I'm having fever right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, i have alot of things not post out, like my saturday work, my sunday bf is sick, my monday bf is sick, my tuesday back to school, my wednesday here i am. But i'll post everything out by today, so i can actually burn time and i can sleep after blogging ! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, this week onwards i'll be damn busy over projects bf and gfs. Ahh, i feel that I'm-ma busy lady. I can't imagine how restless i will be but for the last three months, guess everything is worth it! Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school alone today, and waited for Feedah ! :D Find her name new? She is actually my primary school classmate, and she willing to help out for my portfolio and really thank her alot alot for the trip down to my school today, and waited like 3 hours for the whole perming process. I can't really talk much with her, cause i lost my voice, whenever i talk, people will not understand what I'm talking unless i force my voice out. Aww, it sounds like very serious right? Infact it is .__. this is my first time lost my voice till i can't talk properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya thanks to feedah, she is really pretty, after so many years i last saw her. She is still so pretty seriously. &amp;amp; i feel so sorry cause i can't able to chat with her, and is like make her really bored i guess? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;Sometimes, joy can't be shared to some people, but only to some people. Get it?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-2685481859856367144?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2685481859856367144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2685481859856367144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#2685481859856367144' title='Without your days,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-2734451508531152137</id><published>2010-07-13T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:57:23.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday blue :( I know people will not say "Tuesday blue" But i special can? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gf, Sisi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, went to school at 9a.m. Maybe it's very late already, but to me it's very very very early! Maybe i use to having lesson at the afternoon instead of morning already! Well, went to school prepare models for the UCC hair show rehearsal. The whole morning we have been doing hair up and rehearsal rehearsal rehearsal! I just can sleep at the auditorium seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three gold Casio watch! Two of them is belong to Sisi, and Cynthia! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with my two Laopo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to trim my fringe AGAIN :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-2734451508531152137?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2734451508531152137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/2734451508531152137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#2734451508531152137' title='Missing you,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-5250594331575790506</id><published>2010-07-10T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:49:24.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That smile of yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My day to work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have already use to the days at houyu. It's really fun and most of all, it's not a stranger place at all. Cause i have my classmates around, meaning we actually saw each other when we walk around! That is really a good thing, is just like working in school. HA, how great is that feel uh? Shoik! :) Anyway, though it's fun but it's still very tiring ! We have to stand the whole morning till late afternoon, and seriously those client were all very friendly. Some i able to click with them, some i totally don't know what's wrong. Maybe that's what people always say, up and downs? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to meet bf at town area, suppose to catch a movie but end up we didn't watch. So actually we went back to his house and have dinner with his family. And i pass him a box of stuff, i was doing past two weeks and it really rush my life! HAHA, cause i have to go to school, and wake up the next morning and go out with him and everything is getting lesser so i actually do everything last minute. I can't believe i actually did all those things, i mean it's not really a big thing, but i just can't believe i made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i saw the smile on your face, when you're reading those little notes, maybe you don't know, i feel everything is worth it, sacrifice few hours of my beauty sleep just to change that smile. ♥You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-5250594331575790506?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5250594331575790506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/5250594331575790506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#5250594331575790506' title='That smile of yours'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6609911654053802435</id><published>2010-07-08T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:35:44.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do i live without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back again! I'm really really tired! I've to sleep real early tonight! I swear! I have to reach school before 8 tomorrow :( Which is quite a sad case for me. Cause ... I'm a lazy girl! Lalalazx who cares! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what did i learn this week, I can proudly tell you nothing at all. Cause.. all our project stuff is so clearly printed on the paper and we actually need to get started next week. This is the time we actually perform what we learn throughout this one years plus. So.. yes, our deadline is on the 1st of September! Which is.. 1 month away. We have only 1 month time to do whatever we should do. You must be thinking, it should be two month right? But, so sad to say, in the middle of our project we have alot of events running through. Yup we just gonna do it without ANY complains! :B *doubt so*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this week, RELAXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX only :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisi seem like very stress uh? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5694.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5699.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5702.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is coming coming!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss him badly so badly :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6609911654053802435?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6609911654053802435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6609911654053802435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#6609911654053802435' title='How do i live without you'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1982078303926937641</id><published>2010-07-07T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:24:17.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay by me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another day in school, know what? I need my beauty sleep so muchzx! But I'm so awake in the middle of the night! And early in the morning I'm so so tired like mad! And I use to those lesson which start in the afternoon, and i wake up around 9 plus? That's the timing i usually wake up. So.. ya but tomorrow my lesson starts at 9!! :( It's so crazy please, maybe tomorrow my make up will be very mess-up and maybe my eyeliner will draw upside down or something. AHHH, i need sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5684.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the lady in the middle? HAHA, she is Lady Agar Agar sister, Lady parpar! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/IMG_0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lady Agar Agar! :D HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/IMG_0048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school was short and nice. Simple and quite.... difficult when we were figuring out with the wig. Lol That's totally a headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I BOUGHT MY CASIO GOLDEN WATCH, weeee!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm a person which don't have patient with the things i want. I want means i want, I'll get it ASAP. Yup, As Soon As Possible. If my bank money allow me to :) Which recently it makes my life better. I can't belive what i've done, but i also can't believe cash just flow out so easily! When i turn back, i don't even know where my cash spent to. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... two more dayzxzxz !&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1982078303926937641?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1982078303926937641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1982078303926937641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#1982078303926937641' title='Stay by me,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-3486711315337767037</id><published>2010-07-06T23:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:53:35.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, i'm missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair today in school!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me, I just ask my friend to apply a color, that I never even tried before! &amp;amp;I just say "Okay, just give me a 4.15" Think about it now, what is 4.15!!!! T-T and my dear Cynthia helped me dying my hair, with that 4.15 and waited for it to process like 25mins. The outcome was ................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( I'm damn sad and regret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bang the wall two times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAIIZXZXZXZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5681.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear 4.15 is not i repeat, IS NOT black!&lt;br /&gt;but it just came out black :(&lt;br /&gt;4 is brown, 1 is ash and 5 is Mahagony!&lt;br /&gt;but why the outcome is like...................... AHHH! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in my class walk pass me don't recognize me, just because my hair is like Black now! And they keep telling me " Your now look like shit!! Your previous color is nicer" AHH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bang the wall three times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad man! Now I'm so looking forward to wash my hair and let it fade! This is the second time i regret dying a color that i never never tired before! Once is, i can't remember what color is it but there's red tone, and now with this color! Ahh, I'm so sad! Someone give me a chocolate bar please please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare to laugh! :(&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATING DAOZXZX MAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna sleep with my black hair now, hope it wouldn't bite!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH, SHIT. i think i'm gonna have nightmare with my black hair!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not chiozx anymore, meow ~&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; One good thing about the hair dying today is... My hair condition improves! It's better then before that damage, dry hair! And.. well gonna maintain it! Not gonna touch any chemical, IF IT'S NEEDED! Just like today :{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSS:&lt;/span&gt; Cause my ca ask my class to tone down our hair cause there's some BIG event coming up. They want us to look... better i guess? With dark hair? Ohdear, i don't think i look good in dark hard! Lighter hair prefer! What to do? Wait &amp;amp;Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-3486711315337767037?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3486711315337767037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/3486711315337767037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#3486711315337767037' title='Hey, i&apos;m missing you'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1968686320658530085</id><published>2010-07-05T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:55:40.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause boy, you complete me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5560-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came home from school, I can't wait to show off my new timetable. AHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the shoikness in this timetable? HAHA, totally satisfied with the timetable! No complaints, just very happy with it! &amp;amp;I have no lesson for monday! So ... i have a free day!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoooooooooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 5 event coming up for my class, and I'm looking forward to the coming hair-show at UCC. Though I'm not sure where is that place, but it's somewhere Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Ok.. not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yup! I'm group with my favourite girls Joyce &amp;amp;Marilyn ! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a enjoyable time with them! Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave them mini skittles today! Haha,&lt;br /&gt;gave Joyce, Marilyn, Weilun &amp;amp;Noel too, but they ate before i take picture &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;So bad! Nehmind next time! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*TAKE NOTE HERE PLEASE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking models for my portfolio!&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate if you can help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Hair cut + Coloring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For hair cut, I won't take off much length maybe just do some layering that's all.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna take off length also can.&lt;br /&gt;Coloring won't be funky colors, but commercial colors.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning the whole look won't be funky like.. whatever it's in your mind!&lt;br /&gt;Sex? Male or female are welcome,&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer female more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Hair cut + Perm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same, for the hair cut, it won't take off much length!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;For the perm including rebonding too, meaning there's two choices&lt;br /&gt;Perm or Rebonding.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the perm will be the one you choose yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Sex? Male or female are welcome!&lt;br /&gt;But still.. i prefer female more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Hair up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For hair up, it's just doing some up do style and some coloring involves.&lt;br /&gt;So.. basically it will just maintain your hair length. Maybe just changing abit of your color.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Hair prefer long.&lt;br /&gt;Sex? Female for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading, but also please help me look out for this three models!&lt;br /&gt;I need them badly ! Woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all service above are ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREEE OF CHARGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please contact me if you're interested, you can twitter me, facebook me, or even leave a tag on my tagboard, or even email me @ (likeastarfishy@hotmail.com)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1968686320658530085?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1968686320658530085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1968686320658530085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#1968686320658530085' title='Cause boy, you complete me'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6102596714156042111</id><published>2010-07-04T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:04:41.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You give my life colors,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5538.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not gonna type "today is sunday, my bf have to get back to camp again" for this week HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm going back to school from tomorrow onwards! I know it's kinda crazy to count down the days of school reopen. But hell yes, i miss my classmates alot! I mean, just some of them! HAHA -evil look- What's wrong man? I mean there's some people i don't like in my class that's so normal right? Just imagine i list their names out... HAHA, I'm not that bad. Still want some peace for the last 3 months in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about 3 months.. I'm graduating in 3 months time, can you believe it?! How fast is two years, this proves me it's going this fast. Really fast! I can still remember clearly, what kind of noob face we have when we first start school. Haha, but yea two years, just pass like this. I miss it alot man :( And very fast 3 months later you gonna see me posting "Officially graduated from Simei ITE, Hair Fashion &amp;amp;Design 2010". Sounds so sad, awww! *wipe tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. i just gonna cherish this last 3 short months in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna sleep early tonight, for tomorrow!! Excited! Muhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ily, bf! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6102596714156042111?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6102596714156042111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6102596714156042111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#6102596714156042111' title='You give my life colors,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-1389795006638422435</id><published>2010-07-04T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:50:46.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the only one i miss,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY-LOW My Dear Readar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently everyone is so crazy over soccer, and i seem to suffer because of that. Every night, my house near by there will be this bunch of guys,&lt;br /&gt;shouting so loudly till i can't even sleep! I can hear them clearly, saying like "Walao, why never go in! *toottoot* Wah wah wah, GOALL!!~~"&lt;br /&gt;All i can say, they ain't being a good neighbour at all. Tonight even worst, there's girls include. Can you imagine how sharp can a girl scream?&lt;br /&gt;Eeeks! *throw eggs out the windows + squeeze apple into their mouth* &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not gonna talk about the soccer thing already! Yes, today it's the Saturday, that means i finally get to see my army boy, KK Cheng! :D Yup it's&lt;br /&gt;the last weekend of my holiday i gonna spend with him, cause school is reopening next week! Though it doesn't really matter even school reopen.&lt;br /&gt;But.... I just wanna &lt;u&gt;Highlight&lt;/u&gt; that I'M GOING BACK TO SCHOOOL! Excited to the maxii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what people use nowadays right? To the max... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch Ip Man The Legend is Born today! Thumbs up thumbs up! All i can say, i love the movie alot, to the max! ♥ Hmmmmmmmmm, shit. I have nothing to blog  to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I Love This Picture to the max!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i shall stop the "to the max" thing -.- Sounds so irritating to the max! Ops!  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my blogskin again! Just to show off my new picture!&lt;br /&gt;I told you i love this picture to the max already .. (okokokok stop!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever to the max&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love that picture to the max&lt;br /&gt;I need some sleep to the max&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow meeting bf to the max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, OKAY I SHALL STOP THE "to the max"-ING -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOZXZ&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the max, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-1389795006638422435?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1389795006638422435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/1389795006638422435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#1389795006638422435' title='You&apos;re the only one i miss,'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-7026217871247469926</id><published>2010-07-01T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:50:16.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm yours</title><content type='html'>Hellow people! Okay, actually I'm running out of time, but I'm not sure why am i still sitting here typing. Who cares!! HAHA, but ok I'll be meeting xin after she knock off her work, which is 5. And look what's the time now. It's 2.35Pm, and suppose to pack my room today, but ... i haven't get any thing started yet. So.. i think mean while I'll put that packing room thinking aside first. Friday saturday and sunday i have no time to pack my room, cause..... JACKY CHENG IS BACKKKK!! And.. monday i'm going back to school. So ... basically i don't know when I'll be free to pack my room already. Awwwwwwwwwwww, who willing to help me? Your pay is, you can tour around my house for free!! :D Want? OGAYZX, not funny. =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, why I'm here is about .............my I-POON! i bought my i-poon baby on the 28 of June, and actually i wave good bye to my samsung omnia! HAHA, i feel so bad actually, but to be very proud to say, omnia is the first phone i used for so so long! It's going 1 year soon, on the first of august! HAHA, yea. Though there's nothing to be proud of, but yea! I-poon is a hot gadgets nowadays. Walking every where everyone will be holding one on hands. Make me feel like slapping them. But... now I'm the one who people feel like slapping! Aww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, i really got to go pack a little bit of my room. Especially my bags -.- can't stop increasing every month. TSKTSK.... o__________o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I BUY A BAG FOR SCHOOL REOPEN?! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *slap self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HELLO JULYYY! 3 more months to my BIRTH-DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-7026217871247469926?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7026217871247469926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/7026217871247469926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#7026217871247469926' title='I&apos;m yours'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330946364442688715.post-6948082090025718897</id><published>2010-06-30T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T13:30:42.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always you're on my mind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/tanhuiyu16/SAM_5378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what to blog about.. but maybe just some thoughts of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-WELL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I thought that i might be helping out by giving you, what you always wish for. But who knows? That thing only cause you become greedy. You don't appreciate at all. I don't really know why the fiak i have to do this, i don't find any not a single reason now! I tot I might help you out, but end up what do i get? Hearing you whining a thing that you have been doing for the pass don't know how many years? You're just trying to find excuses to go that Bloody place when those fiaking peoples. I can't deny that i don't feel well. Hello, i gave you what you need is because YOU NEED, not you MUST HAVE. OK? I don't know what you're thinking seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll rant, I'll whine, but... i won't blame. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330946364442688715-6948082090025718897?l=c-hys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6948082090025718897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330946364442688715/posts/default/6948082090025718897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-hys.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#6948082090025718897' title='Always you&apos;re on my mind..'/><author><name>Yuie Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09571051967044048066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovaq9NAo6AA/ShafYjtMePI/AAAAAAAADv4/F60ZBH5gTEo/S220/P010509_11.02.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
