<?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-9306177</id><updated>2011-09-20T04:39:58.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture perfect with hairline cracks.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-3542174084990400473</id><published>2010-08-04T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T02:39:43.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw PMS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screw PMS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their fair share of problems, be it big or small. It is up to the individual facing it to decide whether its something worth worrying for. It all boils down to the character and coping mechanism of the individual. Its funny when one gets so worked up over something so trivial. And its ugly when it all happens in public!! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am tired of such angst behaviour of those around me. Its definitely not easy to share cause I personally prefer to hide those emotions. But its totally unfair to be someone's punching bag. No one deserves to be treated like that. Oh well, lets all blame PMS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you are angry, all you need is time to think. BREATHE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-3542174084990400473?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3542174084990400473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=3542174084990400473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3542174084990400473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3542174084990400473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/screw-pms.html' title='screw PMS.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-5757402325213172432</id><published>2009-09-20T06:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T07:20:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SrVnBl1EUcI/AAAAAAAAASg/hfEcb77Cz1Q/s1600-h/2889458620_c57811fdce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383322206623519170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SrVnBl1EUcI/AAAAAAAAASg/hfEcb77Cz1Q/s320/2889458620_c57811fdce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt; Mubarak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally not ready for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lebaran&lt;/span&gt; cause it feels like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt; flew just a little bit too fast. I have yet to sleep though i seriously am tired with all the cleaning and I don't want to miss &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;takbir&lt;/span&gt;. There's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;concealers&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eye bags, so there shouldn't be a problem&lt;/span&gt;. :) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kesian&lt;/span&gt;, still have to cook. Next year, i really think we should just call in the caterer. I&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nsyaallah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eid Mubarak everyone!! Insyaallah you guys had a fulfilling Ramadhan and may Allah swt bless you and your family on this joyous occasion. Just remember to celebrate in moderation ey. :) Lastly, minta maaf zahir batin kawans and thank you for all the wishes.&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/9306177-5757402325213172432?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5757402325213172432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=5757402325213172432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5757402325213172432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5757402325213172432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SrVnBl1EUcI/AAAAAAAAASg/hfEcb77Cz1Q/s72-c/2889458620_c57811fdce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-3095255402544394931</id><published>2009-09-09T11:52:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:38:34.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all in the name of tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all in the name of tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuih raya is still in the flour state. Baju raya totally no idea where to get from. I still need to clean up the junk in my room anddd today marks the 19th day we are fasting. I don't feel the excitement like i use to when i was young. We will be busy making kuihs, arranging lampu kelap-kelip (decorative lights) and spring cleaning while blasting raya songs from 94.2 FM. It is just not the same when everybody is all grown up. Work has always been in the way. It is so hard to iftar as a family, all because of nursing. Ouh wait, i think this sounds better - all because of shift work. :):) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i've got the urge to listen to 94.2 FM just to get the feel of raya. haha. The deejay posted a question regarding the length of the circulatory system and since i am online, i googled it. And since i've got the answer, i just tried my luck in calling. I have noooo clue what the whole thing was, what will i get if i got it right and all. It was just some random shit when i decided to listen. The best part is, i got through and the answer was RIGHT!! haha. i think i sounded wierd speaking malay and suddenly english on a malay stream. wth. A song dedicaton was what i got for getting it right and i initially said any song will do. But the deejay insisted, so i said raya song. He played some Fauziah Latiff raya song that didn't even boost the raya feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going on night again. So this 2 days of rest day must be well utilised. I really need someone to tell me that its 10 more days of fast till raya!!! Iftar sessions with friends non stop. Upcoming is with the 2B-ians. Syaz, terawih at Alkaff again, soon. I think i prefer the other Alkaff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bazaar geylang is dead except the short stretch at haig road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-3095255402544394931?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3095255402544394931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=3095255402544394931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3095255402544394931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3095255402544394931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-in-name-of-tired.html' title='all in the name of tired.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-4186241707533697505</id><published>2009-08-28T03:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T04:53:12.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arrogant? nah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arrogant? nah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just different.&lt;br /&gt;I did try anyway.&lt;br /&gt;a few more times perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad if at that moment, i was cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-4186241707533697505?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4186241707533697505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=4186241707533697505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/4186241707533697505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/4186241707533697505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/arrogant-nah.html' title='arrogant? nah.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-3745983316736631985</id><published>2009-08-25T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T12:00:30.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jumpa besok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jumpa besok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be away for a day.&lt;br /&gt;im a party planner now.&lt;br /&gt;location: nearby island. hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-3745983316736631985?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3745983316736631985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=3745983316736631985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3745983316736631985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3745983316736631985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/jumpa-besok.html' title='jumpa besok.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-8648748590683405079</id><published>2009-08-24T12:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:01:13.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insyaallah, you'll make it thorugh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insyaallah, you'll make it through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks to see you like that.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, its fate. Like i've said before,&lt;br /&gt;death is just another chapter of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers goes to you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah, you'll make it through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-8648748590683405079?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8648748590683405079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=8648748590683405079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8648748590683405079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8648748590683405079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/insyaallah-youll-make-it-thorugh.html' title='Insyaallah, you&apos;ll make it thorugh.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-8067581992185647515</id><published>2009-08-21T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:54:43.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Al-Mubarak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramadhan Al-Mubarak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a second fall. This time, it is at Starbucks but i still find it ok to fall in public. All i did was to stay calm. Thank You dear Miss Caucasian for your concern. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the first day of Ramadhan. I really hope that i can embrace it much more than the previous years. I love Ramadhan so much more than raya. The satisfaction and solace is what i enjoy. The inner peace has always been there. If only i can take Annual Leave for the whole month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan Al-Mubarak. Have a bless one everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;The least you can do is respect.&lt;br /&gt;And remember it is better to give than receive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372445905926574530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/So7DFkXBUcI/AAAAAAAAASI/iHiJc0V9YQc/s320/3ce17ecd38c639a0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-8067581992185647515?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8067581992185647515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=8067581992185647515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8067581992185647515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8067581992185647515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-al-mubarak.html' title='Ramadhan Al-Mubarak.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/So7DFkXBUcI/AAAAAAAAASI/iHiJc0V9YQc/s72-c/3ce17ecd38c639a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-1264317753416583490</id><published>2009-08-12T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:46:28.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;insomnia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AL was nice. Too nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the feeling of being at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the feeling of being able to bum, temporarily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just one mistake, I will always sleep late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now, my brain refuses to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slap me cause i need to realise AL is long gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-1264317753416583490?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1264317753416583490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=1264317753416583490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1264317753416583490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1264317753416583490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/insomnia.html' title='insomnia.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-6772451275770333823</id><published>2009-08-07T23:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:19:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sedap sehingga menjilat jari.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sedap sehingga menjilat jari.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sumptous LJS breakfast was what I needed for a random Friday morning. :) the bestest fast food breakfast ever!!! Headed down to Bedok's LJS and was on time enough to catch the breakfast for Syaz and myself though Syaz will be coming slightly later. LJS was seriously infested with red shirt secondary school students post National Day Celebration. just great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like ages for Syaz to come though its only close to 40 mins of waiting. They kept stealing glances cause I had 2 meals on the table for 30 mins. These growing human beings portray as hungry lions whenever they look over. They were ever ready to pounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Naza came down too. Much of a surprise. After the hawaiian theme shopping, Naza headed home while Syaz and I stayed at Bedok Library for a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Naza, its great to have met you today. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to My nenek's place in the evening. She was making herself busy just to make sure we eat. She felt bad that there's only sotong gravy thus she whipped up a simple Sambal Sardine and omelette for us. damn sweet of her. :):) all the uncles and the aunts inherit the habit of serving gooooooood food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never liked canned sardines. Most to most, I will only munch on their bones and this dates back to 1990s. haha. And today, My nenek changed my entire perception on canned sardines cause its weallly weallly goooooooood. Sedap sehingga menjilat jari ok. NO joke. Actually, all her food tastes damn shiok so it does not make any difference. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367252355309268514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SnxPlIoWbiI/AAAAAAAAARo/B_WQPSAXXMo/s320/DSC00428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am contented.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367252506627459906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SnxPt8Vay0I/AAAAAAAAAR4/qJRKBD6OE10/s320/DSC00430.JPG" /&gt; My nenek with Celmira&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367252426066357282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SnxPpQOJ7CI/AAAAAAAAARw/OCX-9PO27Ks/s320/DSC00429.JPG" /&gt; Cik Rossly simbolises happiness in the simplest way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-6772451275770333823?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6772451275770333823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=6772451275770333823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6772451275770333823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6772451275770333823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/sedap-sehingga-menjilat-jari.html' title='sedap sehingga menjilat jari.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SnxPlIoWbiI/AAAAAAAAARo/B_WQPSAXXMo/s72-c/DSC00428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-1665074306124207935</id><published>2009-08-07T01:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:25:37.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of the lompat tak jadi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of the lompat tak jadi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the issue about me and my phone is nothing new. For those who happen to read this and have no idea what i am talking about, text me and try your luck. But wait, if you want to save your message then don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to have friends who simply hate me for doing so but they still can accept the fact that i am just like that. I will reply though it'll take eons. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a blasting fun time with Mira, Nisa and Fyza. Thank you guys for being just like that. It does not matter if you guys are already 21. Anyway, you guys are still as cock as ever. I seriously cannot make it when it comes to pool. and Fyza suck at taking jumpshot pictures. in the end, kesian ankle, sakit again. ily ankle. i need you for all the climbs and runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i actually sprained my ankle probably 3 weeks back from a failed attempt at lead climbing the roof at NYP. which is 5 panels=5metres=2 storey high. alhamdulillah its only a sprain and thank god Naz managed to pull in the rope cause theres tooooo much slack. thats what i call experiece. the ankle is still slightly swollen and i think the ligament is haywired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my frequency is still good ok and i am fine thank you. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-1665074306124207935?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1665074306124207935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=1665074306124207935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1665074306124207935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1665074306124207935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-lompat-tak-jadi.html' title='of the lompat tak jadi.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-6029877685192924068</id><published>2009-08-02T00:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:38:20.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson learnt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lesson learnt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off well with me not being late though the ankle still bugs me. Nowadays i enjoy work so much more because of the sufficient staffing. But the more hands there is, the more shit there is to clear. Everybody loves to assume that the work is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the point, i experienced THE 1st active resusitation today. It was not a good one cause it was messy. ok, all resus are messy but oh heck. It always depends on who you are with during the resus. It definitely does not help if everyone is trying to speak at the same time and people asking nonsensical stuff when clearly everyone is busy except oneself. Nobody thinks right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like i said earlier on - The more hands there is, the more shit there is to clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, you guys are not alone. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NURSES DAY TO ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-6029877685192924068?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6029877685192924068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=6029877685192924068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6029877685192924068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6029877685192924068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/lesson-learnt.html' title='lesson learnt.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-4803288359084497590</id><published>2009-07-30T20:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:43:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just great.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just great.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy running long distances now.&lt;br /&gt;i have always enjoyed natural climbing.&lt;br /&gt;and the school wall decided to give me a present of its own.&lt;br /&gt;but serve me right,&lt;br /&gt;i have always wondered how it feels to break a bone or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days of MC is just what i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364232711890745266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SnGVOwTHN7I/AAAAAAAAARg/moaZ8VAkQP0/s320/11102007(010).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss this two buggers. :):):) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-4803288359084497590?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4803288359084497590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=4803288359084497590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/4803288359084497590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/4803288359084497590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-great.html' title='just great.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SnGVOwTHN7I/AAAAAAAAARg/moaZ8VAkQP0/s72-c/11102007(010).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-1845548753132518112</id><published>2009-01-16T17:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:18:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat little causes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fat little causes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is going to be close to one year of working and i am missing school. especially rockclimbing, camps and expeditions. i hate to think that i am no longer active in sports. it is not like i am stuggling with my weight... i just want to feel healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in need of an exercise regime badly. and i have been wanting to join Pilates classes for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday party invitations are countless. gosh. this makes it all worse. there's Fiona, Diana, Li Khoon and ouh yes... Mr Wilfred whom i forgot to wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291831384998403650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SXBcm3oX3kI/AAAAAAAAARA/NOGvP575SH0/s320/the_big_group_that_surprised_her!!!_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Siti NorHana's 21st cum 2Bs' 9th years of friendship&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and what's new... i am going on night &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-1845548753132518112?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1845548753132518112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=1845548753132518112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1845548753132518112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1845548753132518112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/fat-little-causes.html' title='fat little causes.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SXBcm3oX3kI/AAAAAAAAARA/NOGvP575SH0/s72-c/the_big_group_that_surprised_her!!!_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-7758633864402870187</id><published>2009-01-05T21:07:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:49:43.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just when.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just when.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been a while since we ate out. cos everyone is busy working plus Kak Mai is still in confinement though it makes no difference cause she always goes out. hah. she hate the phrase &lt;em&gt;"orang dulu-dulu kata...".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to Swensens at Changi. and i freaking hate it cause its damn annoying to have birthday parties all over with the birthday songs, loud chatter and wailing babies. i really think birthdays should be a private affair. but whichever way is fun as long as its not as annoying as yesterday. you know what i mean... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Happy Birthday to Siti NorHana and Hafizah!!! May Allah bless you and your family, insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over to Kak Lisa's place just now. something like support group. hahaha. cause Faezin is now in Primary One and Fitri is in Nursery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287800179178405746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 58px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIKPzss_3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/PC_ScQMne6k/s320/Photo905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287800385322758882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIKbzpWMuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RqxSv86GzDQ/s320/Photo907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287800280054229794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 55px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIKVrfX6yI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RwqNydcgYks/s320/Photo906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287800716494337586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIKvFWzdjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3hamtc0c6To/s320/Photo890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287801030523144914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWILBXNGytI/AAAAAAAAAQw/o2OvQxk8LXM/s320/Photo887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287800857415777602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIK3SVF_UI/AAAAAAAAAQo/dMFKIVxgNU4/s320/Photo891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287800084210743346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIKKR6peDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/NUEBA5xNuDU/s320/Photo908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fitri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287799637715507938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIJwSl42uI/AAAAAAAAAPo/uRvkYXhMyeU/s320/Photo916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Faezin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287800597790515298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIKoLJm4GI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ci3mj2d9zmQ/s320/Photo867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;random - and this little Omar is my Dj&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my new year's resolution for the next two years - to be able to sail through the 3 years without having to go through more fears and without having to run away from those fears. how i wish i could do nursing elsewhere instead of in Singapore. though i don't mind going private. argh... we shall see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-7758633864402870187?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7758633864402870187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=7758633864402870187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7758633864402870187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7758633864402870187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-when.html' title='just when.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SWIKPzss_3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/PC_ScQMne6k/s72-c/Photo905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-456958414969865905</id><published>2008-12-27T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:30:16.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slly mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silly mistake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i came to work in the morning yesterday when i am supposed to be working in the afternoon. was close to taking cab when i realise i am still early. gosh... yes, i am early. if only the hospital has rooms for nurses. it'll be great cause i don't have to make my way all the way home just to continue my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyhoos, i met Naz at the NEL link. it slipped my mind that its her birthday. thank god i hugged her. maybe i was made to come to work just to wish her. go the extra mile. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pfttt. should have stayed a while longer at the birthday place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284367894225796162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SVXYmh3OvEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/V2vuEBGpwF0/s320/Photo848.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the early morning face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and tomorrow, is my niece's one month birthday celebration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-456958414969865905?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/456958414969865905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=456958414969865905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/456958414969865905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/456958414969865905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/slly-mistake.html' title='slly mistake.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SVXYmh3OvEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/V2vuEBGpwF0/s72-c/Photo848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-5116958524200037427</id><published>2008-12-24T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:43:16.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the verdict.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SVEg0uVcqHI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zlivUSaS4fI/s1600-h/363aeaa3392911d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283039928045578354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SVEg0uVcqHI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zlivUSaS4fI/s320/363aeaa3392911d0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dread going to work just now. but running away is not an option. being already sick, my as well get it over an done with. besides, most prolly i will not be able to concentrate if they decide to nag at me. 95% sick + 4% lost + 1% self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that my case has already faded with time. that is what i choose to believe for now. i suppose i am forgiven but not forgotten. maybe it will surface tomorrow. maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not even get to see how he is doing after the ORIF as he was transferred. hopefully everything goes fine for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah...&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/9306177-5116958524200037427?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5116958524200037427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=5116958524200037427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5116958524200037427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5116958524200037427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/verdict.html' title='the verdict.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SVEg0uVcqHI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zlivUSaS4fI/s72-c/363aeaa3392911d0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-9130758610470176856</id><published>2008-12-21T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:38:30.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the effects.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the effects.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is that bad that i am now having sleepless nights, flu and aggravated by the stupid toothache with migrane. i need to get a grip before i fall into pieces.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am just thinking too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-9130758610470176856?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9130758610470176856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=9130758610470176856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/9130758610470176856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/9130758610470176856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/effects.html' title='the effects.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-3613710851154864306</id><published>2008-12-19T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:41:39.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not the average stress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUszeTtXATI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/m_TKVgzSvII/s1600-h/dx7ptt44mpg_i104171051_74796_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281371583801655602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUszeTtXATI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/m_TKVgzSvII/s320/dx7ptt44mpg_i104171051_74796_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;not the average stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never been glad to be able to escape from work for some time. 4 days. thats how long of break i have after my night. if possible, i would never want to recall any of it. but what to do, i need to make my statement when those people ask me. pfttt. traumatizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have no god damn clue what i am babbling about, just wait. i know you will understand how grave this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the in charge for the male side on all 4 nights. it is good that there is the continuity of care and we are able to know patients better. it all happens on my third night which is yesterday. while being preoccupied with 2 admissions, a freaking loud thud came from along the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to type it out but whatever. MY PATIENT FELL lying right lateral. urghhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to have a patient fall, it is a big &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. no matter who's fault it is, it will always be the incharge who has to take the blame. well... someone has to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we brought him back to bed and i questioned him why was he near the fire hose reel. all he could say was "Tong minyak, tong minyak". which means oil barrel. and the best part was, all the cot sides was up and my collegue saw him fast asleep 5 minutes before the incident. just my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this freaking fall leads to RMS (Risk Management System) where i have to explain with details regarding the incident which will lead to the sisters of the ward then the Senior Nurse Manager (SNM) who is the overall sister in charge of the ward and finally the Department of Nursing Admin (DNA). where every single time, they are going to parrot some timeworn axiom. gosh. there goes my clean record... its nicely marred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of depressed for the last two days. it does not help to know that he sustained - Neck of Femur fracture KIV ORIF (Open Reduction Internal Fixation).&lt;br /&gt;for all i know, i am going to be a dead meat on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i need the beach and lots of prayers.&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/9306177-3613710851154864306?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3613710851154864306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=3613710851154864306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3613710851154864306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3613710851154864306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-average-stress.html' title='not the average stress.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUszeTtXATI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/m_TKVgzSvII/s72-c/dx7ptt44mpg_i104171051_74796_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-1836552829912499402</id><published>2008-12-16T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:36:55.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mere coincidence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mere coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be in bed. cause i am "supossed" to be tired after working night. but here i am, glued to the computer. perhaps for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am suffering from toothache and its killing my brain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my mum goes marketing and i am waiting for her return so that i can have my apple juice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have got insomnia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there's so many discharges on my side; which means empty beds thus more overflow cases coming in today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;first night was tiring as usual. there is this need to know the patient better, need to adjust to the time, adjust to the pace and plus stupid report writing which i really find a chore. so much for legal document. anything can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i met Farahliyana, a primary school friend, right before roll call started. not a very nice timing cause it all seems a rush. glad that our paths crossed again cause the last time i saw her was during primary school. but i was not aware that her mum knew my mum. or did she mistook me for someone else's daughter. and at that point, i went blank. i know its written all over my face. hah. the conversation was left hanging on my part. shame on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i log off, it'll be noon. and i've got 3 hours of sleep, pray, and continue at least 1 hour plus. hopefully its enough to last me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i am going to get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BONUS&lt;/span&gt; on the eighteenth. hurrah eventhough its pro-rated. and i am done with &lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-1836552829912499402?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1836552829912499402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=1836552829912499402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1836552829912499402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1836552829912499402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/mere-coincidence_02.html' title='mere coincidence.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-6241635537578327643</id><published>2008-12-13T00:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:23:00.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a trip to Lion City Hotel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;a trip to Lion City Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats my Malaysian cousin, Nurrahidah.&lt;br /&gt;better known as Norkonor konor.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKOVkwNMJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EL76Hq48Tvo/s1600-h/Photo828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKOVkwNMJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EL76Hq48Tvo/s320/Photo828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278938214525907090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKN3Yss6qI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xoPK_zZ_c1g/s1600-h/Photo827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKN3Yss6qI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xoPK_zZ_c1g/s320/Photo827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278937695893908130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKNGKLhhfI/AAAAAAAAANw/6wKuKeFoLK0/s1600-h/Photo829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKNGKLhhfI/AAAAAAAAANw/6wKuKeFoLK0/s320/Photo829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278936850183063026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKMrTANgaI/AAAAAAAAANg/7S2s-vFDsgg/s1600-h/Photo823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKMrTANgaI/AAAAAAAAANg/7S2s-vFDsgg/s320/Photo823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278936388695064994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKNA4vEDrI/AAAAAAAAANo/XTwYa4cqdsU/s1600-h/Photo830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKNA4vEDrI/AAAAAAAAANo/XTwYa4cqdsU/s320/Photo830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278936759600942770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKNw6X1-DI/AAAAAAAAAOA/nd0fd2VYtqs/s1600-h/Photo826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKNw6X1-DI/AAAAAAAAAOA/nd0fd2VYtqs/s320/Photo826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278937584674142258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-6241635537578327643?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6241635537578327643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=6241635537578327643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6241635537578327643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6241635537578327643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-to-lion-city-hotel.html' title='a trip to Lion City Hotel.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUKOVkwNMJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EL76Hq48Tvo/s72-c/Photo828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-8837404679516875936</id><published>2008-12-02T18:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:42:47.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twister mania.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;twister mania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;played &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twister&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my family. hilarious!!! and absolutely a great workout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too bad i have to wait for my cousin to upload the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... it reminds me of NYP and camps and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279661974871401730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUUgl-JY5QI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_4tQsYtL3-I/s320/Image(200).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;slacking during lab lessons. THE best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-8837404679516875936?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8837404679516875936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=8837404679516875936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8837404679516875936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8837404679516875936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/twister-mania.html' title='twister mania.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SUUgl-JY5QI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_4tQsYtL3-I/s72-c/Image(200).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-313430035383400112</id><published>2008-12-02T18:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:32:03.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indulgence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;indulgence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am done with &lt;em&gt;Eclipse&lt;/em&gt; some time back and now, on &lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/em&gt;. though not as exciting as the first two, i am least tempted to flip to the last page to know the ending. the movie will be out in time when i am done with the Twilight saga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoghurt ice-cream is alot more tasty at this little shop at Singapore Post which is just opposite macs. you guys should give it a try. especially the macadamia flavour, my FAVOURITE. nice environment. simply delicious ice-cream. all thanks to izza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my second sister is now in Hong Kong. holiday-ing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been hard trying to contact her. cause she won't be bothered to pay her bills. i know i am just as bad. but hey, at least i pay my bills. and at least i will reply even if it takes me weeks or months to realise. hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kak ida- if you are reading this, get ONLINE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-313430035383400112?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/313430035383400112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=313430035383400112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/313430035383400112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/313430035383400112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/indulgence.html' title='indulgence.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-7866701265163198156</id><published>2008-12-02T18:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:37:46.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the little one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275138891324066802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STUO3244C_I/AAAAAAAAANA/T_8mZn15q-E/s320/PICT1463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275137836428397186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STUN6dGJioI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NGI90_NU88w/s320/PICT1461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STUOeUN-0MI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9S7nSxrOldY/s1600-h/PICT1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275138452520620226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STUOeUN-0MI/AAAAAAAAAM4/9S7nSxrOldY/s320/PICT1472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STUOPM3iy0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IBanVnCZ5P4/s1600-h/PICT1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275138192849423170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STUOPM3iy0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IBanVnCZ5P4/s320/PICT1475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nenek. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275137527525791170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STUNoeWB1cI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jlwz26P1eKI/s320/PICT1469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the little miss aunty.&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/9306177-7866701265163198156?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7866701265163198156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=7866701265163198156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7866701265163198156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7866701265163198156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-one.html' title='the little one.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STUO3244C_I/AAAAAAAAANA/T_8mZn15q-E/s72-c/PICT1463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-321899696900651873</id><published>2008-12-01T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:01:15.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am done with &lt;em&gt;New Moon&lt;/em&gt; at last. yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my next indulgence will be &lt;em&gt;Eclipse&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and talking about new moon, my eldest sister has just given birth to one. =) yestereday at around 7 plus in the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have yet to get a chance to carry her.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by the way, i am going on night again. F-O-U-R nights.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll elaborate on her in my next entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-321899696900651873?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/321899696900651873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=321899696900651873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/321899696900651873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/321899696900651873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-moon.html' title='New Moon.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-5720500939109423625</id><published>2008-11-29T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:16:05.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;twilight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096518192083378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STFa1wX2sbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QVBJV1fdjQU/s320/2549592475_a1448b1841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for the movie to be out. but books are simply love. i am allowed to create my very own image of Edward Cullen. hah. and i am now already on &lt;em&gt;New Moon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-5720500939109423625?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5720500939109423625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=5720500939109423625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5720500939109423625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5720500939109423625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='twilight.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/STFa1wX2sbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QVBJV1fdjQU/s72-c/2549592475_a1448b1841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-3760925548769674647</id><published>2008-11-19T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:42:42.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it always happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it always happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270309263422322610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SSPmWg6897I/AAAAAAAAAMI/2Vw6BjEE57w/s320/cor_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for now, i am in love with Mr Bean chocolate pancake and hot bean curd. this is just recent cause eunos has an outlet. and when i return home from my last night, i bought 2 hot bean curd for the bean curd fans at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i sat behind the waiting bus area cause i am just too shagged to stand and placed my 2 hot bean curd to my left. i turn to my right to look out for 63 when i saw a chinese lad holding 2 hot bean curd. it did not occur to me that its mine as i am blasting my ears. only when he stares at me as if challenging me to chase after him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;standing for what is mine, i stayed calm and paced towards him as he was only ten steps from me. and like any other coward, he ran away while keeping his eyes on me. after running a few steps, he stopped and walked towards me as i was staring hard at him. maybe i was just giving him i-am-going-to-kill-you-if-you-don't-turn-back kinda stare. hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the first thing he said to me was "Why did you take mine?". damn it... now he is making me confused. who should be angry here. freaking guilty conscious. who cares if he was breathing down on me cause the whole time, i was busy reading his body language and looking at him. ignoring his question, i probed him the same question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. so he is actually mentally disabled or low IQ perhaps. i totally do not mind if he ask from me politely. i just can't be bothered so i asked him to take it anyway. immediately after that, he handed me the 2 bean curd and apologised. i wanted to give him actually but whatever. he should have behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270332024049301314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SSP7DW3S90I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sbb1Jmlxdy4/s320/PICT1450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, this limo was at the carpark a few days back. super cooooooooool. i want!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-3760925548769674647?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3760925548769674647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=3760925548769674647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3760925548769674647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3760925548769674647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-always-happen.html' title='it always happen.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SSPmWg6897I/AAAAAAAAAMI/2Vw6BjEE57w/s72-c/cor_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-3810763485844829274</id><published>2008-11-14T13:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:51:29.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night poem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am going on night again.&lt;br /&gt;which means more money... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Watch your thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;they become words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Watch you words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;they become actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Watch your actions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;they become habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Watch your habits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;they become character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Watch your character,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it becomes your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Motto, Metropolitan Milwaukee YMCA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268385167817017554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SR0QZaOriNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bjdQ40WFpig/s320/PICT0657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-3810763485844829274?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3810763485844829274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=3810763485844829274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3810763485844829274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3810763485844829274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/night-poem.html' title='night poem.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SR0QZaOriNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bjdQ40WFpig/s72-c/PICT0657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-3579250286605737295</id><published>2008-11-08T23:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:52:03.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lasik dream™</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt;lasik dream&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;☻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hunt for new spectacles is finally over. although the past entry in july was like so over. but who cares anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it sucks&lt;/strong&gt; to know that it will never be possible for me to get perfect eyesight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it sucks&lt;/strong&gt; to know that i have got myopia and astigmatism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it sucks&lt;/strong&gt; to know that i have to get custom made spectacles/contact lenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it sucks&lt;/strong&gt; to know that i have to pay a lump sum just to get them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it sucks&lt;/strong&gt; to know that the only best way is lasik- &lt;em&gt;thats what i think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please, pimp my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-3579250286605737295?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3579250286605737295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=3579250286605737295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3579250286605737295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3579250286605737295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/lasik-dream.html' title='lasik dream™'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-851646932896221448</id><published>2008-11-05T08:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:37:31.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job hop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, i just wish i can job hop. hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, at least i am blessed to have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-851646932896221448?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/851646932896221448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=851646932896221448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/851646932896221448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/851646932896221448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-i-just-wish-i-can-job-hop.html' title='job hop.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-5890763866316523036</id><published>2008-11-02T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:37:06.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>experience this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;experience this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they are busy doing things they think are important. This is because they're chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to the community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-extracted from Tuesdays with Morrie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my night shift a week ago and on my way back towards Outram MRT, i was reading this page when i realise i am tired. With busy office workers and such going the opposite direction of me, i've got this strong urge to just stop. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stop in the middle of the busy underpass that connects NEL and MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that i think you guys should give it a try. To just stop for a moment and think. Anyway, he missed out one point: Most importantly, devote yourself to loving god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-5890763866316523036?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5890763866316523036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=5890763866316523036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5890763866316523036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5890763866316523036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-many-people-walk-around-with.html' title='experience this.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-8763066434514384798</id><published>2008-07-02T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:19:59.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i spy with my little eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i spy with my little eyes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am in the hunt for new spectacles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or contact lens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or maybe resort back to the upside-down frame. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but for all i know, i have always wanted perfect eyesight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-8763066434514384798?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8763066434514384798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=8763066434514384798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8763066434514384798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8763066434514384798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-spy-with-my-little-eyes.html' title='i spy with my little eyes.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-6841416157487798197</id><published>2008-06-26T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:11:48.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh heck... work life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh heck... work life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nursing draws me because of the human contact. I hate to just face machines. But sometimes, humans can simply be pain in the ass. Everybody wants a piece of you. And all i need as a staff nurse is fast action body + super powered mind + lots of compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans' minds are just corrupted with complaints. How hard is it to be gracious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bewildered at how people behave as collegues. We turn ugly when we need something badly. Life is a rat race. Why is everyone hiding a knife behind their back when it is damn obvious. Being very green to the ward, i have got no rights to comment. However, the longer i work in 58, the more stereotype i create. hah. But all i know, I wouldn't want to grow old in 58.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My preceptor went for Night duty followed by Annual Leave which means i am preceptorless for close to 2 weeks- which has always been the case. hah. For the past 1 week or so, i have been tagging alongside my new found Mother Hen - Wei Xien. A very big hug to you for really sharing your knowledge. I have had a fair share of mistakes which i hope i will never repeat. You'll make a very good preceptor someday though i know you hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i have got my payyyy. PAY DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-6841416157487798197?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6841416157487798197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=6841416157487798197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6841416157487798197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6841416157487798197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-heck-work-life.html' title='oh heck... work life.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-6680970470310774548</id><published>2008-05-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:20:25.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anger.</title><content type='html'>anger just ruins everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not the same even if you try to make things up just by saying sorry. sure enough, it will leave a scar. an impact that will make you remember and feel the hatred within. negativity leaves longer impression. but after awhile, it will fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but to observe peoples' reaction when they get angry. in that spur of moment, anything can happen. taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;actions&lt;/span&gt; that will only leave you feel nothing but regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i myself will be amused at the way i react. it all depends on the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignorance is bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-6680970470310774548?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6680970470310774548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=6680970470310774548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6680970470310774548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/6680970470310774548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/04/anger.html' title='anger.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-8146722888169259802</id><published>2008-05-17T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:18:08.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came down to celebrate a mini advanced birthday last Thursday for Fitri after much persuasion and deliberation. had to wear the tacky uniform from One Fullerton down to Esplanade and through City Link. if only i have got a set of clothings in my locker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sour puss seems pretty fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SDLmOixgLPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rYpZkA28jro/s1600-h/Photo332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202473657093336306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SDLmOixgLPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rYpZkA28jro/s320/Photo332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Standing: Shop Owner, Yan Hardy, Fitri, Sarah, Shahira, Yan Ber, Adib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202473970625948930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SDLmgyxgLQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pndVH7RWmwc/s320/GreatPict439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sitting: Zara, Syaz, me, Cart, Fareez. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to Jasmine Hung Yirong too. see you around neighbour :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-8146722888169259802?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8146722888169259802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=8146722888169259802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8146722888169259802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8146722888169259802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-happy-birthday.html' title='happy happy birthday.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SDLmOixgLPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rYpZkA28jro/s72-c/Photo332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-1802193000120070297</id><published>2008-05-14T21:34:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:48:43.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mother's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went over to my granny's house to celebrate Mother's day cum Granny's day. and there's always plenty of nice food over at Granny's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like food galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200235266167549074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrybCxgLJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_GmLJCaN0qo/s320/Photo288.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my Jiddah. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrxpixgLII/AAAAAAAAAG4/lePtPQ3oPhY/s1600-h/Photo289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200234415764024450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrxpixgLII/AAAAAAAAAG4/lePtPQ3oPhY/s320/Photo289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200233646964878450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrw8yxgLHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gSBAS8eC80g/s320/Photo300.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;thats Shasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrvdSxgLGI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zGIg6KbDtpA/s1600-h/Image274%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200232006287371362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrvdSxgLGI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zGIg6KbDtpA/s320/Image274%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200231404991949906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCru6SxgLFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NxqSJ_nfXqY/s320/Photo303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the cousins. prolly about 10 not in pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrtKCxgLEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Js85yLzl5F8/s1600-h/Photo283..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200229476551633986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrtKCxgLEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Js85yLzl5F8/s320/Photo283..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks you mom for all the years you nurtured me. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-1802193000120070297?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1802193000120070297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=1802193000120070297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1802193000120070297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/1802193000120070297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCrybCxgLJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_GmLJCaN0qo/s72-c/Photo288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-2926307391921147601</id><published>2008-05-06T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:06:46.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>date at Civilian War Memorial.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;date at Civilian War Memorial.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to spend time with the 2 climber besties.&lt;br /&gt;just like old times.&lt;br /&gt;narrated each others lives and cam whore is a must. the cam-natics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jas and Naz:&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason. :). No matter how irritating you human beings are. i will cherish this friendship till its last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199866543225187218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmjEixgK5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/JAnhR1Nfan8/s320/Photo270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmh_SxgK4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/iWIiSVqFp18/s1600-h/Photo259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199865353519246210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmh_SxgK4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/iWIiSVqFp18/s320/Photo259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmedCxgK1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/wdh8j38iH7s/s1600-h/Photo238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199861466573843282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmedCxgK1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/wdh8j38iH7s/s320/Photo238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmd-ixgK0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/-U_plmAcnyg/s1600-h/Photo233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199860942587833154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmd-ixgK0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/-U_plmAcnyg/s320/Photo233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmcNyxgKzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sQT-DU-pIf0/s1600-h/Photo231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199859005557582642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmcNyxgKzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sQT-DU-pIf0/s320/Photo231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmbJixgKyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Hay0WgM5gFM/s1600-h/Photo240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199857833031510818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmbJixgKyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Hay0WgM5gFM/s320/Photo240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boo!!&lt;/strong&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/9306177-2926307391921147601?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2926307391921147601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=2926307391921147601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/2926307391921147601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/2926307391921147601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/date-at-civilian-war-memorial.html' title='date at Civilian War Memorial.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmjEixgK5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/JAnhR1Nfan8/s72-c/Photo270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-2754945299351460970</id><published>2008-05-05T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:50:49.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ubin sleepover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ubin sleepover.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to ubin after work yesterday in view of ADC Orientation Camp 2008. it just felt weird. especially when my bag is wayyyy to light for a camp. hah. that is why i prefer to call this a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did nothing much either. goofed around with Yan Chang on the trishaw most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT PENGANTIN BARU to Alifah. :). sorry for not being able to attend to your wedding. well wishes to the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCm1xCxgLAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TosdgIoWm3I/s1600-h/Photo183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199887098938665986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCm1xCxgLAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TosdgIoWm3I/s320/Photo183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199882988654963618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCmyByxgK6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/StvpHchzPC8/s320/Photo141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199886935729908722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCm1nixgK_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ItMR7PQtuCM/s320/Photo154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201761104839060674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SDBeKixgLMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZSZ2Ob8Cwbk/s320/Photo151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st accident by Yan Chang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199892158410140722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCm6XixgLDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PklBKAe7Sc0/s320/Photo152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the unfortunate passenger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199887249262521362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCm15yxgLBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ITZxXnvay1Y/s320/Photo173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just some random painter at the jetty whose painting totally fascinates me. &lt;/p&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/9306177-2754945299351460970?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2754945299351460970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=2754945299351460970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/2754945299351460970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/2754945299351460970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/ubin-sleepover.html' title='ubin sleepover.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SCm1xCxgLAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TosdgIoWm3I/s72-c/Photo183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-5592785570737568113</id><published>2008-05-02T22:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:20:10.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foundation programme horror.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;foundation programme horror.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;like i told you guys, the place is ancient. now, tell me how to concentrate. pfttt. i doodle like everywhere. and i get all lame when i am bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poon:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh Liyana, I think i get the flu from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; Really?? I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poon:&lt;/strong&gt; Anyway, how do you stop a running nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; Go catch it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195798421441846482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBsvIsKTnNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6mu5cgcMZOA/s320/Photo130..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBss7MKTnLI/AAAAAAAAADw/PTIOdc1TG-w/s1600-h/Photo132..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195795990490356914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBss7MKTnLI/AAAAAAAAADw/PTIOdc1TG-w/s320/Photo132..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBssW8KTnKI/AAAAAAAAADo/gS_THU9BDYU/s1600-h/Photo126..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195795367720098978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBssW8KTnKI/AAAAAAAAADo/gS_THU9BDYU/s320/Photo126..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pssst. I am not HIV positive just by sitting beside him ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be brave my friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBsrxcKTnJI/AAAAAAAAADg/T1e6xDjxiOY/s1600-h/Photo136..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195794723475004562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBsrxcKTnJI/AAAAAAAAADg/T1e6xDjxiOY/s320/Photo136..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and congratulations to my cousin, Kak Erny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your baby super cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-5592785570737568113?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5592785570737568113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=5592785570737568113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5592785570737568113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/5592785570737568113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/foundation-programme-horror.html' title='foundation programme horror.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBsvIsKTnNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6mu5cgcMZOA/s72-c/Photo130..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-3499627521660767300</id><published>2008-05-01T21:43:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:26:24.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday blues.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently having foundation programme at Pathology Laboratory (SGH) which started on Monday. i wasn't late for the first day. but i had to rush and i hate it. all sweaty with the thick white uniform. pfttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally going to suffer from butt sores for 21 days. the place is freaking ancient. i guess, it has been there for close to 30 years. it has mosaic tiles which reminds me of kopitiam toilet and long hard wooden benches. thank god the place is no longer freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i no longer pay as much attention as compared to during PRCP lectures. hah. cam whoring rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dear buddy, Jeremy came down to chill with Denise and I yesterday after lecture. thanks for the dining etiquette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;denise forgot to bring home her tomato. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195410087678811186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBnN8sKTnDI/AAAAAAAAACw/kl-PL8t9ysM/s320/Photo109..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195410272362404930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBnOHcKTnEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zcy6w-EndYk/s320/Photo104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195412505745398914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBnQJcKTnII/AAAAAAAAADY/ddJxCQKVR9g/s320/Photo102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195411170010569826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBnO7sKTnGI/AAAAAAAAADI/PLYJ4fch2Po/s320/Photo114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195411616687168626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBnPVsKTnHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lnfCDewhHnY/s320/Photo115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;work is still in the "honeymoon" period. so it is still ok to go out now. hah. and HAPPY LABOUR DAY people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-3499627521660767300?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3499627521660767300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=3499627521660767300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3499627521660767300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/3499627521660767300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBnN8sKTnDI/AAAAAAAAACw/kl-PL8t9ysM/s72-c/Photo109..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-9036533600524503725</id><published>2008-04-27T14:40:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:50:40.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day before work day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the day before work day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;celebrated 3 of my secondary school babes' birthday at East Coast. izie, Nisa &amp;amp; aien. :). was a very simply yet meaningful picnic. managed to bbq all the food we brought without having to go through the hassle of booking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be meeting up with the ADC babes but had to be cancelled at the veryy last minute. sorry timid sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, went shopping with my Family at Mustafa Center.&lt;br /&gt;chocolates are love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures attached. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195300076386491234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBlp5MKTm2I/AAAAAAAAABI/QF7VhDr5_e8/s320/Photo041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;our escape. :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195322586310089730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBl-XcKTnAI/AAAAAAAAACY/HxUVW5tAcAI/s320/PICT1187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;birthday girls. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195320344337161170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBl8U8KTm9I/AAAAAAAAACA/BrpitbZWdK8/s320/PICT1109.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;aien. izie. me. mira. fiza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195321160380947426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBl9EcKTm-I/AAAAAAAAACI/axao6lQBUr4/s320/PICT1149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i smell a rat. :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195306986988870530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBlwLcKTm4I/AAAAAAAAABY/jyptKT61NYE/s320/PICT1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nisa . Mira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195308644846246802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBlxr8KTm5I/AAAAAAAAABg/l6wiqvewjpA/s320/PICT1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mira. Fiza. me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195313304885762978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBl17MKTm6I/AAAAAAAAABo/t3X_lxWLE6s/s320/Photo051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;dinner at Shakuntala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195324901297462290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBmAeMKTnBI/AAAAAAAAACg/d17nOLQ7p1I/s320/Photo066.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;all the favourite junk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195305406440905586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBluvcKTm3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Xo3aXYlJNSw/s320/Photo056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i love my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-9036533600524503725?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9036533600524503725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=9036533600524503725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/9036533600524503725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/9036533600524503725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/04/celebrated-2-of-my-secondary-school.html' title='the day before work day.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/SBlp5MKTm2I/AAAAAAAAABI/QF7VhDr5_e8/s72-c/Photo041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-895088060785346752</id><published>2008-04-25T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:40:49.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello new life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello new life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am stepping into a different phase of my life come Monday, 28 April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE &lt;strong&gt;working phase&lt;/strong&gt;. i am now a working adult. hah.&lt;br /&gt;it is not as though i have never worked before but this is just totally different. there is this bigger responsiblity that i have to shoulder. reminding myself constantly that i have 3 years to serve SGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have had this conversation once with a sheep friend a few months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey you want to join Amazing Race???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 dots:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 dots:&lt;/strong&gt; OK lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Then we can break our bond using our prize money. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4dots:&lt;/strong&gt; And there should be enough money to help break Naz's bond too. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall wait for this day to come.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, no harm in aspiring to become a great nurse someday. =).&lt;br /&gt;everyone shall call me NM Nur Liyana. hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-895088060785346752?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/895088060785346752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=895088060785346752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/895088060785346752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/895088060785346752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-new-life.html' title='hello new life.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-4253899269258659929</id><published>2008-04-23T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T12:59:37.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What have the world turn into?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what have the world turn into?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have the world turn into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inhumanity creeps right next to us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet we are oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have the world turn into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human beings crave for love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to be just like dove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being nothing but eejits,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crocodile tears through all those years,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you at least try to earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that hard to be neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be kind enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little kind enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seek your help to save the earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from all the dirt you've left uncleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Liyana Abdul Rahim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:crosspost --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-4253899269258659929?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4253899269258659929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=4253899269258659929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/4253899269258659929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/4253899269258659929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-have-world-turn-into.html' title='What have the world turn into?'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-8359182407116069339</id><published>2008-04-22T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:45:39.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relationships.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to sit and just talk about a certain topic which leads to another.&lt;br /&gt;like the one i had with Denise. i find it very enriching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read a research once regarding the age-old mystery of what makes people happy. and as you all should have been able to guess, its relationships. like they always say, "No man is an island". we have to depend on others whether we like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If there is any one secret of success, it lies in the ability to get the other person's point of view and see things from that person's angle as well as from your own." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Henry Ford&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this is the reason why i am always thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try so hard at times just to put my thoughts across to people without them being hurt. choosing precise words cause i believe words can do wonders. but in the end, i am lost with words. hah. prolly bad at articulating myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been told many times by those around me that i am just like a butterfly. i flutter. but when people are starting to understand me, i flutter yet again. but they'll get use to it eventually.  maybe i am just afraid of being attached &lt;em&gt;(as in too dependent)&lt;/em&gt;. and at times, i try to keep myself a distant from others so others can spend quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind talking to random people. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niway, i've watched Forbidden Kingdom. and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;go catch it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-8359182407116069339?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8359182407116069339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=8359182407116069339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8359182407116069339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8359182407116069339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/04/relationships.html' title='relationships.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-7669058281593152394</id><published>2008-04-12T22:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:07:38.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recollection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;recollection.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is called “FIRST REACTIONS QUIZ”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to type the 1st thing that comes to your mind after reading these 35 things.&lt;br /&gt;You are not allowed to think, go back and change your answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Beer: &lt;strong&gt;drunkards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. McDonalds: &lt;strong&gt;french fries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationships: &lt;strong&gt;troublesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Purple: &lt;strong&gt;gay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Power: &lt;strong&gt;puff girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Weed: &lt;strong&gt;dew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Steroids: &lt;strong&gt;athletes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cartoons: &lt;strong&gt;spongebob squarepants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The President: &lt;strong&gt;National Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tupperware: &lt;strong&gt;my Mum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Books: &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Santa Claus: &lt;strong&gt;beard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. halloween: &lt;strong&gt;trick or treat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Alice: &lt;strong&gt;in wonderland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Grammar: &lt;strong&gt;important&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: Myspace: &lt;strong&gt;just another friendster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Clowns: &lt;strong&gt;goofy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Marriage: &lt;strong&gt;commitment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Paris: &lt;strong&gt;Eiffel Tower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Pussy: &lt;strong&gt;cat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Redheads: &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter's bestfriend Ronald&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Blondes: &lt;strong&gt;dumb. i can't help it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Pass the: &lt;strong&gt;parcel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. One night stand: &lt;strong&gt;HIV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Song: &lt;strong&gt;solace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. School: &lt;strong&gt;fun! fun! fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Coke: &lt;strong&gt;dope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Vanilla ice cream: &lt;strong&gt;50 cents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Cars: &lt;strong&gt;Volkswagon beetle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. High school musical: &lt;strong&gt;Zack Efron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Pajamas: &lt;strong&gt;comfort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. WoodY: &lt;strong&gt;woodpecker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Wet Socks: &lt;strong&gt;blisters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. love: &lt;strong&gt;emotion&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-7669058281593152394?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7669058281593152394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=7669058281593152394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7669058281593152394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7669058281593152394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2008/04/recollection.html' title='recollection.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-162262372855258729</id><published>2007-09-21T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:38:54.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gerontology posting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;gerontology posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was one of my worst postings.&lt;br /&gt;never would i want to return to the same ward.&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks is enough to get me involved in the politics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it is finally over. i got through it just fine.&lt;br /&gt;without having to request for a change.&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;besides fulfilling my clinical objectives, this is what i learnt from this attachment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you think that the world around you is falling, then you are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;it is you who is falling when the world around you is still going strong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you got it wrong&lt;br /&gt;cause i stayed strong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-162262372855258729?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/162262372855258729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=162262372855258729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/162262372855258729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/162262372855258729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/09/gerontology-posting.html' title='gerontology posting.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-7216322041672941019</id><published>2007-08-24T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T01:54:18.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am moving on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my last paper.&lt;br /&gt;that mean, its my UNOFFICIAL last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;besides having attachments that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unless... i fail any of the papers. which is a NO! NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyaallah i pass everything including the PRCP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; lectures to skip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; cheap macdonalds to munch on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; tutorials to sleep in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; naggy lecturer to listen to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; ugly ladyards to put on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; "cannot wear slippers" warning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; slack lab lessons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; 10 mins grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; accompanying nazs to somking alley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; breaks to rot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nevertheless. i am thankful that i have enjoyed the moments that i have spent in NYP.&lt;br /&gt;could not have been uberly fantabulous without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks to&lt;/strong&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the big family of NR0515 including Mdm Loi&lt;br /&gt;- Sam, Fiona, JiaJing, Candy, Nouf, Daya, Pathma, Syidah, Kelly, Diana, Shu Ling, Denise, Zhang Yuan, Kui Xian, Nazrul, Xu Ping, Poon, Hui Juan, Tracy, Elyn, Peck Lu, Qiao Xian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the everyday cliques for everything and anything under the sun&lt;br /&gt;- Shu Ling, Kelly, Diana, Fiona and not forgetting Denise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the lecturers for all your endless teachings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the ever so bimbo clan for all the late nights you guys have caused&lt;br /&gt;- Bim-bang, Bim-desh, Bim-bitto and Bim-yuan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the adventure club gang for all the rockclimbing sessions, lame jokes, sick acts, water gun fun, trekking, hiking, stupid new creation of songs and words and names, birthday bashes, creative ways of doing PT. you guys simply rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the climbing must haves for all the gerek climbing sessions&lt;br /&gt;- Captain Joo Chiat and Frogytato and not forgetting Mazmellowz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the SHS people for all the orentations, activities and performances that i am able to take part in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the hi-bye friends for the smiles and the his and the byes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the random others for just being in NYP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to those not mentioned here for god knows what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually. i felt a sudden emptyness in me when the hugs, the byes and the wishes started. i am not quite sure whether am willing to let everything go. i can just breakdown and cry. but i know i have to move on. besides, i have achieved more than i had expected in this short 3 years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;if i have hurt you in any way, i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;do keep in touch people.&lt;br /&gt;till graduation then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://liyanalicious.multiply.com/photos/album/8/Last_photo_taking_before_Graduation."&gt;&lt;b&gt;click here &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for a few of my last day in school pics.&lt;br /&gt;still have yet to collate all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks for the memories.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102326489735436962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="183" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/Rs8a6Ly_GqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UBLgf5V0bcU/s320/Image268.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Lots of love. Liyana. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-7216322041672941019?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7216322041672941019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=7216322041672941019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7216322041672941019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7216322041672941019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-moving-on.html' title='I am moving on.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/Rs8a6Ly_GqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UBLgf5V0bcU/s72-c/Image268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-2348065680699991558</id><published>2007-08-14T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T14:16:35.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am mugging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am MUGGING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;....so long for now....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-2348065680699991558?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2348065680699991558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=2348065680699991558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/2348065680699991558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/2348065680699991558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-mugging.html' title='I am mugging.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-7999401107977335703</id><published>2007-08-10T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:43:14.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sakit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am down with a slight fever. accompanied with sore throat and a very bad headache. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hello again headaches. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am such a couch potato today barely able to move. pfffttt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ouh well. happy national day to all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-7999401107977335703?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7999401107977335703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=7999401107977335703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7999401107977335703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7999401107977335703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/08/sakit.html' title='sakit.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-4250470407542336719</id><published>2007-08-07T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:38:53.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye headaches.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;goodbye headaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have got a new specs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am itching to make another one next month OR perhaps, i should buy permanent contacts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nevertheless. i can see better &amp; my headaches are gone. =). alhamdulillah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have yet to submit my Final Year Project. i should say, a job well done. and now, all i have to do is to focus on the Semestral Exams which is like next week. i have got 4 papers to sit for but 9 lecture notes to study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;took part in campus road run last Wed &amp;amp; i got top 50. hah. i am the 50th. top 50 gets a t-shirt. if i did not sprint to the finish line, i would have been 51st and not 50th. oh so lucky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have got pictures. go view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095636701150369298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/RrdWlPSC1hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N-Ew_49B2Zg/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the specs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095636683970500082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/RrdWkPSC1fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RUNKgHZa9RQ/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;once again, the specs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095636688265467394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/RrdWkfSC1gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V1LtNeXasXE/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;proud of myself for sprinting. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095636701150369314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/RrdWlPSC1iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/otgoWxN3hvs/s320/DSC03010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Campus Road Run- ADC girls &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;i need&lt;/em&gt; is 2 totally differnt things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just accept.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;good night world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-4250470407542336719?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4250470407542336719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=4250470407542336719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/4250470407542336719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/4250470407542336719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodbye-headaches.html' title='goodbye headaches.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/RrdWlPSC1hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N-Ew_49B2Zg/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-5408473955710931129</id><published>2007-08-02T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T17:28:05.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cab syndrome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;cab syndrome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;very weak &amp; miserable indeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i kept vomiting &amp;amp; is constantly having tummy upset. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all thanks to the cab driver. i hate taking cabs now. some drivers just love to apply those sudden brakes that makes you feel all bloated up and cold all over. and i am still having the after math. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mind you, the journey is freaking long!!! from Parkway Parade all the way to Nanyang Poly. i was like a fully cooked taugeh. slouching at the back seat and trying very hard not to puke. frail &amp;amp; helpless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want to go home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if only i didn't take the cab.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nevertheless. breakfast with mum was nice. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-5408473955710931129?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-2372908648784093342</id><published>2007-07-31T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T19:03:41.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am always here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am always here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am just plain lazy to update. &lt;em&gt;serious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am still breathing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;loving my life as it goes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;every single piece of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;my life shines with the warmth of the many others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thank you for that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;big hug to all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-2372908648784093342?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2372908648784093342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=2372908648784093342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/2372908648784093342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/2372908648784093342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-always-here.html' title='i am always here.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-7064087304747051858</id><published>2007-05-18T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T19:32:22.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not officially gone ok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am not officially gone ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;the reason i am able to update is because i stole some time off my work-on-the-project time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know i have yet to post up the berkelah waterfalls pics &amp; graduation camp pics. but, i just hate waiting for the damn thing to upload.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so what's new ey? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;school:- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have started year three about a month ago &amp; its super not fun. projects, projects &amp;amp; more projects. not forgetting the clinical theory test &amp; practical test. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;adventure club stuff on the other hand is driving me way beyond nuts. with the meetings, camp money collection, rockclimbing competitions, adventure training course &amp; yada yada yada.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;myself:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my immune system is down. being sick is such a dread. i have got one little ulcer. its hard to even swallow. i just feel like slitting my throat open &amp; scratch the little imaginary itchy particles till they are gone. &amp; i hate it when people look at me as though i have some kind of disease when i cough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i did not know co-ordination in driving was going to be that hard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; i love to stone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;all the other things:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;took part in Rockmaster at Singapore Poly &amp; i screwed big time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to support Jas &amp;amp; Berok tomorrow. they got into finals for Rockmaster. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;attending a dialogue session with the MP for Tampines GRC tomorrow. regarding globalization &amp; life in polytechnic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;helping out in the Adventure Club Orientation Camp 2007 from 25th-27th May.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;projects,projects,projects,projects,projects,projects,projects. etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prepare the slides for tuesday's presentation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat medication.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a proper rest. which i doubt i will have one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;collect all the orientation camp money by monday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;send the facial products for blending before it expires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sitting for NAPFA this coming tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. i've got loads more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i hate falling ill. prevents me from doing so much more. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;for now, i need to get a grip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-7064087304747051858?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7064087304747051858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=7064087304747051858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7064087304747051858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/7064087304747051858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-not-officially-gone-ok.html' title='i am not officially gone ok.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-8904402432579950499</id><published>2007-04-01T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T02:00:01.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liyana is back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Liyana is back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first &amp; foremost, i would like to thank my sooon-to-be-brother-in-law for fixing the darn computer. =). thank you many many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it stays obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so i'm finally back to update all the blog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing about today is:~&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i get to date my two carnivorous females~ Jas &amp; Naz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went shopping for their camping stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bargain, bargain &amp;amp; more bargain. not forgetting, hinting for free gifts. hah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;made exclusive climber name tags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bought a new pair of rock shoes with the courtesy of Jas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/Rg6e51KLi1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QIVgHJZmaro/s1600-h/Image213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/Rg6e51KLi1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QIVgHJZmaro/s320/Image213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048146948688415570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the free shoe bag, shoe box, the teddy for deco &amp; my brand new Coyote lace up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched the super irritating Mr Bean&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;took our own sweet time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;unfortunately, we forgot to cam whore. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting, komeng tag along since their Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle date was cancelled at the very last minute. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for tomorrow, i have to clean the house, go out with the sec sch chicks, go out with the delifrance clicks &amp;amp; settle all the little yet important things in my little important notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait for my next update on my trip to Berkelah Waterfalls &amp; "The Graduation Camp".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life is fair if you treat it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-8904402432579950499?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8904402432579950499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=8904402432579950499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8904402432579950499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/8904402432579950499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/liyana-is-back.html' title='Liyana is back.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D10u2QGL8qo/Rg6e51KLi1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QIVgHJZmaro/s72-c/Image213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-117333219002027183</id><published>2007-03-08T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T19:09:44.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something about the recce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;something about the recce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;it is only for 3 days. from Friday, 9th March to Sunday, 11th March.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a recce to this place in malaysia called Berkelah Waterfalls. It is located in Kuantan, the state of Pahang, Peninsula Malaysia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. from what i've have read, there is going to be waterfall after waterfall. i simply can't wait to admire the natural cascades of water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="68" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/811503/3rdwaterfallcloseup-vi.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is what i found on the net&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; i want to shop till i drop. heh. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, about the comp thingy, it is still in for service. urgh. if there's any updates, that means i'm in school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;take care world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-117333219002027183?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/117333219002027183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=117333219002027183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/117333219002027183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/117333219002027183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/something-about-recce.html' title='something about the recce.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-117032702184232859</id><published>2007-02-01T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T19:01:09.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the next BIG things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the next BIG things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;my comp went berserk again. very irritating indeed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for now, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;no more ICAs to work on. we worked our butts off to actually finish the last one (&lt;em&gt;Research Methods&lt;/em&gt;) in just one and half days. a pretty good job done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no more involvement in tyrolene traverse- one of NYP's pride &amp; glory during the open house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/464635/IMG_3946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok. this is Tyrolene Traverse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;no more macs because i've been eating macs for my branch from mon-fri.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no more shopping because i will buy things on impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp; the next BIG thing in line is the SEMESTRAL EXAMS. which is in less than 12 days time. &amp;amp; we have got NO study break!!! OMG!!! i need lots of reinforcements. coke, cadbury, kinder bueno &amp; brain cells donation. waaaa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;14th February- HS 2117 Principles &amp;amp; practice of Mental Health Nursing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;15th February- HS 2037 Nursing Science&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;16th February- HS 2119 Abnormal Psychology, Behavior Modification &amp; TPNR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;23rd February- HS 2082 Biological Science&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. i shall stop ranting about all the depressing elements.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;moving on to a much preferred topic, i guess i will be climbing at dairy farm this coming saturday with all the other &lt;em&gt;kakis.&lt;/em&gt; want to join?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; Bedok North Secondary School is organising a mini carnival cum gathering for the ex-students on the 15th of February. from 5.30 p.m to 9.30 p.m. just hope that i would want to go rather than mug at home. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try i take one day at a time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;but most of the time, many days attack me at once.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-117032702184232859?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/117032702184232859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=117032702184232859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/117032702184232859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/117032702184232859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/next-big-things.html' title='the next BIG things.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116912966592667769</id><published>2007-01-18T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:29:19.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yet another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy twodayslate 20th Birthday to my kawan from adventure club, Hawanis. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/581630/liyana.%20hawanis1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;may your ke-gila-an semakin terserlah di masa yang akan datang. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aduh! kau cocok mata aku..... hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love bio. &amp; i finished bio prac. the last of the last cause there is no more bio in year 3. sad ey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, left with presentation on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Gender Identity Disorder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp; a proposal on research methods. wayyyy easy-peasy as compared to clinical theory paper &amp;amp; bio prac. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am now half way across the wodden bridge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116912966592667769?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116912966592667769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116912966592667769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116912966592667769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116912966592667769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/yet-another-one.html' title='yet another one.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116689317705427618</id><published>2007-01-17T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:53:59.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel my brain swelling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i feel my brain swelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of mugging for bio prac tomorrow, here i am in the e-plaza updating my blog. all alone. no friends. only familiar faces of SHS people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a loner for now. but. most of the time, i like to flutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. at least i've gone through the models of the GI tract &amp; brain. only need to deal with the theory part of nerves, muscles GI tract &amp;amp; brain. that means, i will be awake in the wee hours. &amp; i need coke &amp;amp; loads of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the suppoesedly good computer of this school, just deleted one of my previous post right after i opened it. the one about me getting the new phone &amp;amp; the peculiar man at bedok. &lt;em&gt;urgh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niway. wishing euu people a LATE-17-days-HAPPY-2007 ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; happy 19th birthday to S.N.I.P- FIONA CHEE RU XIN. =). wahaha. please, stop stressing up yourself. &amp;amp; i really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s&lt;/strong&gt; to those who are damn free, pls be a sweetie. be santa claus &amp; send me coke &amp;amp; loads of chocolate at my doorstep. thank you. =).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need &lt;strong&gt;MY &lt;/strong&gt;brain analgesia.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/400/988979/classmates%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;look at those eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/400/1568/Image083.jpg" border="0" /&gt; this is what happens when i study. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;glue-wee eyes + messy hair= effects of study&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/400/252499/classmates%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kelly. i simply love her dimples. sweeeeet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/400/307770/classmates%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok. thats FIONA CHEE RU XIN on the left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the birthday girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/400/97815/classmates%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the moment i want to take her pic, she gave me this. a big =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is ShuLing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/400/403109/classmates%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nur Diana on my left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she can be a sickhead too. if she wants to euu know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/400/378820/classmates%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;these wonderful people complain that i never put up their pic here. thats why there's the pic overload.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116689317705427618?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116689317705427618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116689317705427618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116689317705427618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116689317705427618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-feel-my-brain-swelling.html' title='i feel my brain swelling.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116749551697857481</id><published>2006-12-30T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:30:31.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insanely inhumane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;insanely inhumane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you haven't been watching the news, Saddam Hussein has just been executed. Dressed in a black coat and trousers, he clutched a Quran as he was led to the gallows, and in one final moment of defiance, refused to have a hood pulled over his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Baghdad's Shiite enclave of Sadr City, people danced in the streets while others fired guns in the air to celebrate the former dictator's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America, dozens gather at Michigan &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mosque&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to cheer over dictator's death. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; the fate of his body remained unclear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;very disturbing indeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone's downfall is another person's victory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116749551697857481?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116749551697857481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116749551697857481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116749551697857481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116749551697857481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/insanely-inhumane.html' title='insanely inhumane.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116745153897114333</id><published>2006-12-30T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T12:05:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i find it amusing.</title><content type='html'>if euu happen to walk on the pavement towards the temporary geylang serai market, do look out for scribbles. it never fails to amuse me. =). uber cute lar. &amp; i've seen the artist at work before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got some. but. there's more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/959675/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;didn't get the B. supposed to be BATEK JUCHAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;must be those batik at Joo Chiat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/220802/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BAR STOUT??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/216267/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in other words, tomb stone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so. go search. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116745153897114333?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116745153897114333/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116741454024549036</id><published>2006-12-29T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T12:07:57.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly like butterfly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;fly like butterfly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;everything was laid out nicely. though no planning was involved. except for the PS part. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mum, younger brother &amp; that eversoannoyingkid accompanied me to PS. want to change my SIM card to the 3G one &amp;amp; to do some shopping for my younger brother. but even before i reach PS, jas called &amp; ask if i want to catch Death Note. &lt;em&gt;waaaa&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i really hate it when i want two things at a time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank goodness. they were thoughtful enough to choose Golden Village at PS. wanted to catch the 6.50 show. fortunately, the queue damn long. hah. &amp;amp; they end up choosing the 8 o'clock show at cathay. nevertheless, it is still within walking distance. which means i can spend more time with my mum, younger brother &amp; that eversoannoyingkid. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; oh yes. bumped into edmond &amp; dee while shopping. heh. yet again. &lt;em&gt;euu guys are stalking me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the movie was ok i guess. there's jas.umar.vin.lina.rafi.beruk. ok lar. at least i understood the whole thing without even watching the first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the way home, sat with jas at one of the bench at eunos inter. saw one of my primary school friend cum neighbour,Alifah, in queue. gave her a wave. since i'll be taking the same bus as her, i continued to sit when jas left for her bus. decided to say a formal 'hi' only in the bus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but when i boarded the bus, my ez-link was -$0.41. tried to stay calm, open my wallet &amp;amp; i only have a ten cent &amp; two five cents. &lt;em&gt;waaaa&lt;/em&gt;. thank goodness there's Alifah. she had $0.70. add with mine, $0.90. yes. can take the bus. if not, its either i have is to slap the bigmouthuncle before i alight or continue on begging for coins with all eyes on me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;paiseh man&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/90935/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the rest is already on the flat escalator thingy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/832617/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/773943/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;found this tiny Death Note notebook facing down at eunos interchange.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me: Jas, can i write your name down? wahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alhamdulillah for today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116741454024549036?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116741454024549036/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116711863326036202</id><published>2006-12-25T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:08:49.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Merry Christmas. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/394586/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs santa with her elf. &lt;em&gt;santa cuti sakit ar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;merry chistmas to all. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Tomorrow Birthday to my frogytato friend. enjoy all euu want. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/909749/Image%2528233%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; jas, don't check your mail cause i've not posted anything yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116711863326036202?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116711863326036202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116676555591588421</id><published>2006-12-22T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T14:18:53.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;been sleeping till ten or eleven almost every morning of this week. considering the very late nights. ok. thats sheer bliss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just wanna share this bit with euu guys. my cousin gave birth to a lovely baby boy on the 25th Nov. sweet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/450007/26-11-06_1559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kak Lisa. mother of 3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/196774/26-11-06_1550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 1st: Faezin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/35368/26-11-06_1552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 2nd: Fitri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/439390/26-11-06_1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 3rd: baby Farihin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/606119/26-11-06_1557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; this is aunty Liyana. hah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/202073/DSC01004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;annoying little kid my mum is looking after.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the climber buddies&lt;/strong&gt;:- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess i have to give today's climbing session a miss. i've got something uber important to sit for. &lt;em&gt;i'll explain&lt;/em&gt;. nevertheless, i'll be coming down to school just for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;somethings are best to be kept secret.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116676555591588421?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116676555591588421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116676555591588421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116676555591588421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116676555591588421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/hoot.html' title='hoot.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116646437169995689</id><published>2006-12-19T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T02:30:37.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm high.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;back from climbing at Singapore Poly. climb was pretty nice i guess. i like the atmosphere and the routes. but. i don't find the need to perform. at least not for now. just climb for the fun of it especially after a week of self-proclaim break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love James Patterson. should go and try out his books.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;having my term break but it is like filled with Adventure Club stuff, climbing &amp;amp; ICAs. waaaa. i want the beach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niway. i tried this celebrity look alike thingy. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/H/8_9/jc5i06_41256567dd68545i7wxi06" width="203" height="232" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" height="1"&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - post your family tree online" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;the more i sing, the more it rains. so. i shall continue on singing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love the weather to bits. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116646437169995689?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116646437169995689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Social.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Career Type: Social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/social.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are helpful, friendly, and trustworthy.Your talents lie in teaching, nursing, giving information, and solving social problems.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;Counselor - Dental Hygienist - LibrarianNurse - Parole Officer - Personal TrainerPhysical Therapist - Social Worker - Teacher&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are realistic careers, like truck driver or farmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go check it out. hah. it is true for me. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116628596104160420?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116628596104160420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116628596104160420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116628596104160420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116628596104160420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-career-type-social.html' title='My Career Type: Social.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116609077364938221</id><published>2006-12-15T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T13:33:18.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random ramble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;random ramble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;usually. i don't affect others when i'm emotionally disturbed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i like to keep it to myself. i like it that way. but it does kill. so don't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just when i thought i could go out with my tut friends, fiona announced that its cancelled. i badly want to go out with euu people man. cause i really don't know if i can make it the other time round. &amp; clinical lab is the only thing i have today. which is like from six to eight. waaaa. i hate the timetable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i need coke. i like the after effect. fizz-in-the-brain kind of feeling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; thank euu JASMINE YEO LAY SAN. =). for helping this lost soul get a bit of her gay-ness back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="99" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/161985/3991scd.jpg" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp; thank euu KELLY TOH SHI YUN. =). for the microsoft CD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/172952/04-12-06_1629.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116609077364938221?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116609077364938221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116609077364938221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116609077364938221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116609077364938221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-ramble.html' title='random ramble.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116602978090495026</id><published>2006-12-14T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T01:09:40.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>compassion in my nature.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;compassion in my nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes. i just wish that i can drown my sorrows as easy as breathing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want to feel that inner peace again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as if i were a lake &amp;amp; the world could only form ripples on my surface while the calm beneath continued in solitude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but. i still love being me. many many a lot. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116602978090495026?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116602978090495026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116602978090495026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116602978090495026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116602978090495026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/compassion-in-my-nature.html' title='compassion in my nature.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116584665185149190</id><published>2006-12-11T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:19:04.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mono.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;my phone died on me. to lazy to explain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so. euu guys should understand those missed calls and unreplied messages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niway. if i may appear mono or simply indifferent to euu guys, i apologise. i'm just tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;of everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;please save me from euu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop pretending &amp;amp; stop assuming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok. maybe for now, just assume that i'm having PMS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116584665185149190?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116584665185149190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116584665185149190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116584665185149190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116584665185149190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/mono.html' title='mono.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116547280826740177</id><published>2006-12-07T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:52:40.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going insane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm going insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;the days are spent mostly in school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;every single weekday, i will only reach home at around eleven thirty. i really need a break. the school is driving me nuts. with the atrocious timetable. &amp; plus i love procrastinating nowadays. maybe due to the fact that i am mentally, physically and emotinally drained. stone-ing is the best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so. monday is officially climb-at-SP day i guess. tuesday is usually some stress relieving outing. wendnesday is Physical Training. thursday is swimming class. friday is my evening clinical lab. saturday is some ADC skills "workshop" we HAVE to attend. &amp;amp; i'm left with sunday. which is the family day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really. i'm going insane. looking forward to the two weeks break. yayness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breaths away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116547280826740177?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116547280826740177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116547280826740177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116547280826740177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116547280826740177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-going-insane.html' title='i&apos;m going insane.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116522357861090828</id><published>2006-12-04T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:46:11.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;smile with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i donated blood last wednesday. &amp; the worst thing happened; i almost blackout. which never occured to me that i would. i can hear voices in my head. &amp; please, i'm not suffering from hallucinations. just that, the voices of the people around me was magnified. yet, i love the feeling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; i survived the talk with some minister,Iswarant, &amp; the physical training on that day. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;other that that. life is still as sweet as it can get.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;smile with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/624779/106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;during NISCC. the speed relay team. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/670946/123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the rockclimbers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/282314/camp5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;orientation camp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6757/672/320/182045/camp6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;orientation camp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116522357861090828?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116522357861090828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116522357861090828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116522357861090828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116522357861090828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/smile-with-me.html' title='smile with me.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116476511401427822</id><published>2006-11-29T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:51:54.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;came to school as early as 8.30. for the purpose of donating blood. &lt;em&gt;dragging&lt;/em&gt; fiona along. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it actually starts at 10 just like my usual schedule. shish. an hour of sleep wasted just like that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yes. Happy Feet was pretty much on the high side. there was mas, naz, jas, &lt;em&gt;umar&lt;/em&gt; and me. hah. &amp; sec 2 was the last time he watch any kind of cartoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i find vivo messy. orchard is still the best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; looking forward to next tuesday. i'm going ice skating with my tut mates. hopefully. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116476511401427822?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116476511401427822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116476511401427822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116476511401427822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116476511401427822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-i-am.html' title='here i am.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116473293937551408</id><published>2006-11-28T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:01:49.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;see euu tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall update tomorrow. heh. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love observing how people behave. &amp;amp; sometimes, euu just don't understand. eccentric.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116473293937551408?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116473293937551408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116473293937551408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116473293937551408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116473293937551408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/see-euu-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116426484748841326</id><published>2006-11-23T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T14:54:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continue pulling me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;continue pulling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. i could go camp 5. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; the thing had been planned out well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; i had not told my mum that the planning sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; the stoopid night class is not on fridays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; the date 25 could be on thursday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if there's a will, there's a way. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. i wouldn't want to go through all the hassle trying to eliminate the causative factors one by one. so. i guess. it will be some other time. &amp; besides there will be a trip to batu caves, gunung tahan &amp;amp; berkelah waterfall some time next year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope euu guys enjoy climbing there. don't forget to climb for me too. =). &amp;amp; sorry for me being so fickle-minded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry strawberry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116426484748841326?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116426484748841326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116426484748841326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116426484748841326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116426484748841326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/continue-pulling-me.html' title='continue pulling me.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116349653289550542</id><published>2006-11-21T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T10:58:37.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pull me straight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;pull me straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm not in a mess. just that everything goes on freaking fast these days. i don't think i have time to actually breath. a proper one that is. since school started two weeks ago. ICAs are pouring in with additional rockclimbing training every monday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its prolly kind of back dated to blog about Eid. haha. niway. Eid went pretty much satisfactory. something like the previous years. managed to go raya outing with my family, sec sch friends &amp; adventure club people too. ouh yes. Selamat Hari Raya to all the muslims out there. do forgive me if i have hurt euu physically, mentally or emotionally. be it accidental or on purpose. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;competed in Climbaprix on the 4th. damn dissapointing! had little time to train due to attachments. but. looking on a brighter side, i've at least gained the experience. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went for kayaking one star with the commitee members last saturday and sunday. uber fantabulous but minus the fact that i've got very visible two coloured arms now. shish. super unglamorous lah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. to the taggers who may or may not come back and read my so-long-never-been-updated-blog:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;aikim- eh. i didn't know your other name is Jocelyn. =). i shall call euu that. &amp;amp; i have linked euu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mardy- heh. kamu sudah di-linked pon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cart- oit. where the hell did your blog went to? and. stop skipping lectures. hahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shireen- i love your house layout to bits. oh yes. the pizza is a plus point.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jasmine- euu are just one pantat friend i have. =). &amp; thanks for suggesting us to watch movie on that day. if not, i don't think i'll be watching one any-million-time soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;maz- hah. since euu now eye the new guy in step up, wentworth miller is officially mine. muahaha. &amp;amp; i'm still around to update my blog. i was just hibernating.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kelly- for the first time we are in the same subgroup. hah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fiona- ok. i've updated. i was just hibernating. hah. niway. since when euu cahnge your name to fionza? N.B.T.D. hahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;weeyarh- muack euu back. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;syidah- i wasn't the one who did those words. hah. it comes with the template itself. i couldn't help it when i came across the word "Animals" in your post. cartoon seh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kak ida- how touching. euu still read my blog. heh. niway. remember this:- my wardrobe is your wardrobe &amp;amp; your wardrobe is my wardrobe. tanz. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kak Lisa- haha. actually nak tunggu sampai hari raya haji. tapi terlalu jauh ar. and yes. i have yet to buy fitri a birthday gift. buy him temporary gigi can?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sepet- biase lar. this is what euu call acting skills. Liyana tak pernah naughty. dier cume pandai acting aje. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrites. thats about it for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;spread some love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116349653289550542?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116349653289550542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116349653289550542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116349653289550542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116349653289550542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/pull-me-straight.html' title='pull me straight.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-116055811548596491</id><published>2006-10-11T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T17:17:44.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry strawberry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sorry strawberry. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hah. i find it uber cute saying sorry followed by strawberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a big sorry strawberry to those i didn't manage to meet up with. euu guys know who euu are. =). miss euu guys loads!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't think i have time even for myself. primarily due to the fact that i'm having my attachments for 3 weeks which drags on till hari raya. &amp; the best thing is i'm on morning shift the day after hari raya. ok. so no raya outings for me on the first week. make sure euu guys don't organise any raya outings on that week. &amp;amp; i mean it don't! hah. pity me please. =). &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; breaking fast outside is a hassle. &lt;p&gt;hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take care people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-116055811548596491?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116055811548596491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=116055811548596491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116055811548596491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/116055811548596491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/10/sorry-strawberry.html' title='sorry strawberry.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115963477414551229</id><published>2006-09-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T00:49:24.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=).</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;=).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went out with the girls a few weeks back. &amp; our mission is to eat as much as possible at siam kitchen. really. euu guys should give it a try. uber fantabulous. &amp;amp; this is our second date there. but. this time round we sat there for 4 hours. yes. 4 long hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/320/16-09-06_1543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at the amount of food we had. &amp; its actually a buffet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/320/16-09-06_1544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's happy with the keropok and plain water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm happy with the fishcake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/320/16-09-06_1545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there. i told euu. she can do with just plain water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/400/16-09-06_1850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we bought the same t-shirt. yes. the 4 of us. &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and. i miss this baby. she's damn adorable!! her mom is in a different ward. so there's nobody to take care of her except for the nurses. which is good cause at least we student nurses could do something. hah. btw. denise actually bought her the pacifier and a soft toy. how sweet. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/320/22-09-06_1437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;baby Nadia. &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i came across this sign while visiting my aunt at Lion City Hotel. hah. and the words beneath the sign reads "No standing on the table". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/320/23-08-06_2223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No standing on the table??? hah. &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;niway. Suria Raya Carnival is a bore. really. ok. maybe there's one or two interesting stuff. and helmy works at one of the food stall which sells keropok lekor. &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;see euu people around. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;good day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115963477414551229?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115963477414551229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115963477414551229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115963477414551229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115963477414551229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='=).'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115946658265586374</id><published>2006-09-29T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:39:39.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel twisted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i feel twisted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for now. no more attachments. since the last. which is at KKH two weeks ago. i'm really gonna miss those little tots, the sweet stealer, the pandan cake friend and everyone involved in that two weeks of my life. and the next will be at TTSH. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;holidays been pretty relaxing. going back to school to climb once in a while. and i find solace in fasting. =) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nevertheless. i feel twisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115946658265586374?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115946658265586374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115946658265586374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115946658265586374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115946658265586374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-twisted.html' title='i feel twisted.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115750302564212373</id><published>2006-09-06T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T09:17:33.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm contented.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my life has been sweet for the past few days. please let it stay that way. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp; Happy Yesterday Birthday for me. hah.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. my sister too celebrated her birthday on the 30th August. so. Happy Birthday to euu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went Sentosa with the ADC people to celebrate jas's and my birthday. thankie euu people for the wonderful day and the presents and the cards and also the cable car ride. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; i went out with syaz and maria a few days back. brought them to the climbing place. they wanted to try out climbing. hah. i told euu guys its damn fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and to those who wished me. i really appreciate it loads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but for now. its a shame to see more and more people going for abortion. especially those elective cases. &amp; yes i did witness one. imagine witnessing one on your birthday. urgh. &amp;amp; the foetus has quite distinct features. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm now attached to KK hospital. and my ward has tons of them going for Mid Trimester Termination of Pregnancy. which is in simple terms- abortion. &amp;amp; it is a painful and expensive process. plus they also suffer from some emotional breakdown. so. make sure euu guys practice safe sex or get yourself some counselling on family planning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrights. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats it for now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;take care people. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115750302564212373?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115750302564212373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115750302564212373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115750302564212373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115750302564212373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-contented.html' title='i&apos;m contented.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115659982969824548</id><published>2006-08-27T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:42:25.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYP Adventure Club Stepping Down Ceremony cum bbQ.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NYP Adventure Club Stepping Down Ceremony cum bbQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was held two days ago at pasir ris. everything went very well. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;some of us went over to rafi's house to make brownies for the seniors. hah. everything was damn last minute. even the shopping. after shopping, mas, naz, jas and me went Delifrance to pamper ourselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp; one thing i know for sure, the brownies were absolute perfecto and its delicious. i'm glad they liked it. &amp; i learnt something~ we can actually bake using microwave. how cool is that? hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The positions we got:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rafi- President&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vin- Vice President&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jessica- Secretary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me- Liason Officer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jasmine- Captain -&lt;em&gt;i'm really happy euu got the post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Umar- Vice Captain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Edmond- Trekking Head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yan Chang- Vice Trekking Head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mas &amp;amp; Nazriyah- Publicity Head -&lt;em&gt;goodness! euu guys are together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nazrul, Diana &amp; Nabilah- Welfare Head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hairi, Taufiq &amp;amp; Fly- Store Manager&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nouf &amp; Ahmad- Safety Officers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yeah. thats the new commitee. =) i hope everyone is happy with their positions. &amp;amp; we were shocked that vin actually became the vice president. cause he is damn corrupted. hah. just hope he won't turn the club room into a drinking den. hah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;can't wait to see how well we can work together. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/25-08-06_1428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the ingredients for brownies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/25-08-06_1419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the four of us shared one hot chocolate. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/25-08-06_1423.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we made a mess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/25-08-06_1424.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and pretended to cook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/25-08-06_1425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jasmine. Liyana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/25-08-06_1426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naz. mas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/25-08-06_1422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/25-08-06_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jas wanted the wooden thing badly. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;thats about it. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel blessed to be me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115659982969824548?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115659982969824548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115659982969824548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115659982969824548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115659982969824548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/nyp-adventure-club-stepping-down.html' title='NYP Adventure Club Stepping Down Ceremony cum bbQ.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115632630119839145</id><published>2006-08-23T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T17:45:01.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;at last i've finished all the papers. hopefully i can still scrape a B a C or even a D. as long as i don't have to sit for any supplementary papers. yes.  i would never want to sit for any supp papers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm gonna have family gathering later this evening. my aunt is treating us to Arnold's. i love the spring chicken. uber juicy and tender. they simply serve the best chicken. its a must try if euu haven't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's gonna be class outing tomorrow at Pizza Hut and Adventure Club Hand-Over Ceremony the day after tomorrow. and its a baberque. that means more food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;food + food + more food= fats&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;URGH!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;practically i've been eating outside food and junk food for the past few days. hah. &amp; i've not been exercising for ages. sometimes i really miss secondary school Physical Education days. i feel heavy &amp; i don't feel good about myself. &amp;amp; i myself cannot believe how fast i can put on weight now. i really need to hi the gym man. shish. shame on myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but. sometimes. it just hurts me to know that people out there beg just to get a handful of rice. when we here even take food for granted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niway. i'll be having my one week and 4 days holiday starting form today. before going to KKH and TTSH for my attachments. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;take care people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; always think of how fortunate euu are to be alive today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115632630119839145?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115632630119839145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115632630119839145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115632630119839145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115632630119839145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/freedom.html' title='freedom.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115582590469496546</id><published>2006-08-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:52:05.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate chip cookie. =)</title><content type='html'>so. i guess today's paper was a breeze . except for the MCQ part. its kinda tricky. haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've still got 2 more papers to go. Biology &amp; Nursing Science. which is next week. help me!! i really need some reinforcements. can anybody donate some of your brain cells? mines are all exhausted from yesterday's pressure. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niway. there's loads and loads of pictures in my shutterfly. i can't wait to share. but. i'm just to lazy to go through all the hassle. maybe someday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i've discovered something interesting. hah. i am a chocolate chip cookie. how cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chocolate Chip Cookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/chocolate-chip-cookie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traditional and conservative, most people find you comforting.&lt;br /&gt;You're friendly and easy to get to know. This makes you very popular - without even trying!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115582590469496546?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115582590469496546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115582590469496546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115582590469496546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115582590469496546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/chocolate-chip-cookie.html' title='chocolate chip cookie. =)'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115548819593473022</id><published>2006-08-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:56:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uber fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;uber fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;hah. i went climbing at Bukit Timah Dairy Farm today. with the NYP rockclimbers and Hisyam from ITE Macpherson. its just pure madness. from the cartwheel practical class to the free entertainment. &amp; the climbing routes too. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know i have betrayed myself. cause i told to myself that i won't even think about rockclimbing until my exams are over. but. NO! i still think about it. and because i think about it, i'm so tempted to climb at Bukit Timah. hah. &amp; to make it better, Naz insist on me joining them. so i joined them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but. at least i did bring my books. &amp;amp; i did read it. =). thats a plus point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after climbing, we went eat at Far East Plaza. &amp; visited Nabilah at her work place. Toys 'R' Us at Paragon. hah. the supervisor practically slammed the counter when we said "Hi" to Nabilah in harmony. whats wrong with him? sickhead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the best part is, about 20 of us went in and started playing with all the toys. or should i say wrecking. hah. practically all of us look so deprived of our childhood days. all of a sudden, everyone discovered the "kid" in themselves. its such a pity. niway. i just hope that Nabilah is just fine at her work place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stoopid supervisor. serve euu right. euu have to clean all the mess we have left behind. hah. i know i sound mean. but. who cares. all his collegues hates him too. just so arrogant. he even slammed the shutters at us. shish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niway. goodbye to attachments and hello to exams. i need to mug mug mug.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp; Happy Yesterday Birthday to Norwiyah Balkiah. may everything come true. =). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nites. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;mug mug mug.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115548819593473022?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115548819593473022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115548819593473022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115548819593473022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115548819593473022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/uber-fun.html' title='uber fun.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115495230254019587</id><published>2006-08-09T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:16:32.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures from World Cup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some pictures from last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/1600/CRIM0295.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/CRIM0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas. me. jas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/CRIM0297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/1600/CRIM0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hawanis. lina. mas. me. jas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/CRIM0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mas. me. jas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/CRIM0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;mas. me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/CRIM0313.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;me. jas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/200/CRIM0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the group photo. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/v517v/Dolls/buttblinky.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went Zara yesterday with my cousin, her husband, her son and my sister. cause my cousin wants us to choose our own birthday present from Zara. how sweet. reached Taka at around eight. practically, we only have about one hour to choose and try out the clothes. goodness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love all the clothes i took. thank euu Kak Lisa &amp;amp; Abang Abbas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;niway. Happy National Day. =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115495230254019587?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115495230254019587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115495230254019587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115495230254019587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115495230254019587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/pictures-from-world-cup.html' title='pictures from World Cup.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115487178519804886</id><published>2006-08-06T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:11:37.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UIAA Climbing World Cup 2006.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;UIAA Climbing World Cup 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;its worth my time going there for 2 days. =). cause its uber fantabulous looking at the world's best climber. i'm just so awed at the way they climb. they really have good endurance and they climb with great style. goodness. if only i'm that good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes. its damn frustrating to see the climbers slip or they just didn't tap the buzzer. urgh. that means they are automatically disqualified. thats the bad thing about speed climbing. it all depends on your luck. &amp; i really feel that the indonesian guy can at least get a 3rd placing &amp;amp; zaki could have gotten into the semi-finals if he hasn't slipped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lina cooked for us.  yesterday she brought prata. and just now, she brought nasi goreng, chap chai, pasta, shepard's pie &amp; some fried finger food. hah. picnic at expo. niway. thanx alot man. do appreciate it loads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she took pictures with some of the best climbers. damn euu. urgh. she &amp; her nonchalant attitude. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; kudos to Singapore's National climbers. good job people. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the next upcoming competition is Climb On. in september. can't wait. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good night world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115487178519804886?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115487178519804886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115487178519804886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115487178519804886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115487178519804886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/uiaa-climbing-world-cup-2006.html' title='UIAA Climbing World Cup 2006.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115470787248923345</id><published>2006-08-04T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:11:12.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aching.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;aching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;went climbing at climb asia right after my attachments just now. really miss bouldering man. niway. quite a number of people came down. Mas, Naz, Mei Shan, Rafi, Berok, Hafiz Shireen, Shireen, Umar and Vin. &amp; the dragon boat people also came down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;goodness. every inch of my body aches like hell. cause i've not been bouldering for ages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i cried today. hah. once i start, i can't stop. &amp;amp; i will start hyperventilating. don't ask me why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, tomorrow is the World Cup for climbing competition. held at Singapore Expo Hall 5. yeah. wanna know more, check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.smf.org.sg/"&gt;http://www.smf.org.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrites. wanna rest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nites.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i smile through my tears. thats why euu all see me as perfect.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115470787248923345?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115470787248923345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115470787248923345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115470787248923345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115470787248923345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/aching.html' title='aching.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115461564663820942</id><published>2006-08-03T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:34:06.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;o_O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;been having flu &amp; sore throat for the past few days. to make it worse, i'm still having my attachments. that means close contact with the patients. goodness. i don't wish to spread the germs around and at the same time i feel so vunerable to diseases. hopefully i'll be able to recover fast enough. cause there's still one more week to go. and also. i have to mug for the upcoming examinations. &amp;amp; i have yet touched on any.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;saw one of my secondary school mate when i was on the way home yesterday- Fadhullah. still with his afro hair. hah. for once i forgot his name. cause his name is damn long- Syed Ahmad Fadhullah. &amp;amp; instead of calling out his usual nickname, Fadh, i called him Ahmad. for a moment, i was confused. "Ahmad?" hah. joke of the day man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the rockwall in my school is temporarily closed due to the examinations. so. i guess i'll be climbing either at climb asia or climb adventure. but for tomorrow. i'll be climbing at climb asia. anybody wanna tag along?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. my school is planning a trip to Dairy Farm on the 13th. that is next week's Sunday. not so sure whether i'll be going. i really need to study. but. i'm so tempted to go. cause natural climbing is the best. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats it. nothing special.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodnight people. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;much love.&lt;br /&gt;me. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115461564663820942?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115461564663820942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115461564663820942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115461564663820942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115461564663820942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/oo.html' title='o_O'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115427320567894606</id><published>2006-07-30T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:53:08.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NISCC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NISCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;joined the 1st National Inter-School Sports Climbing Championship [NISCC]. =) we had to do speed climbing. love it man. i took part for the Open Women Individual and also Open Woman Speed Relay team. and there's other climbers in South-East Asia competing with our own National Climbers. uber fantabulous. everyone did great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so. how's the results? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hah. i managed to get into semi-finals for the individual category. and my placing was 12th out of 21 competitors. during the knock-out round, challenged with Jin Li to get into the finals. fortunately or unfortunately, i didn't get through to the next round. and as for the team relay, we got 3rd. they gave us medals and cash prize of $150. yes are. another medal collection. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niway. i'm just so impressed at the way the National Climbers speed. absolute perfecto. and most of them have broad shoulders and huge arms. including the women. how i wish i'm just as good as them but minus the huge arms and broad shoulders. hah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's a lot of familiar faces around. lzzah came down to support Isa. Adib and Fareez was there to. i didn't know there were into rockclimbing. there's other BNSS junoirs too. i told euu climbing is FUN. i even know the person working at Burger King and the girl who sells corn at the booth. oh yes. there's alot of non rockclimber NYPians around including syidah. &amp; i really don't know what she's doing there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rockclimbing is something. i really can't wait for the next competition. =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To the organiser of this tuesday:- i don't think i'll be able to make it there. i've got afternoon shift for my attachments. euu guys have fun &amp; enjoy yourselves. =). hope to see euu guys real soon. &amp;amp; miss me. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;when euu compete, it doesn't matter if euu win or lose. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115427320567894606?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115427320567894606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115427320567894606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115427320567894606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115427320567894606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/niscc.html' title='NISCC'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115404576052071842</id><published>2006-07-28T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T09:03:27.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>attachments has been fantabulous. but. it will leave me empty and hollow within. &amp; sleeping is a burden. urgh. my body just refuses to wake up though i can clearly hear whats going on around me. fatigue just overwhelms me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. pardon me if i'm emotionless sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is. exams is just 2 weeks away. damn it. how am i suppose to study? somebody. anybody. please save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; speed climbing competition- NISCC. is taking place tomorrow &amp; sunday at Expo hall 5. i will be taking part in individual and team category. wish me luck. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i guess there will be no rest for me. ~rest-less. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as life goes on. it gets more &amp;amp; more complicated. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115404576052071842?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115404576052071842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115404576052071842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115404576052071842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115404576052071842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-112395308980034597</id><published>2006-07-24T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:51:21.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attachments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;attachments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;so. today was the first day of attachments. kinda slack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the ward was so congested with nurses. i guess the number of nurses is twice the number of patients. cause the ITEs too start their attachments today. yay. more new friends. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. today is a nice day. hopefully tomorrow too. please let me wake up on time. hah. cause i have to reach TTSH by 7 a.m.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;humph. kinda dissapointed that the meeting with mira &amp; cart didn't turn out. &amp;amp; to jas, naz &amp;amp; other rockclimbers, hope euu guys had a great climbing session just now. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;take care world. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-112395308980034597?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112395308980034597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=112395308980034597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/112395308980034597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/112395308980034597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/attachments.html' title='attachments.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115357738339766031</id><published>2006-07-22T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T22:53:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun on foot race. (=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;fun on foot race (=.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;was supposed to meet up with Jas and Naz at eunos mrt by 7.15 a.m. cos we have to meet up with the rest by 7.45 at lavender mrt. hah. but. my my. i woke up late. i woke up at 7.30. &amp; i can't find my stoopid red shirt. what's that for a start. hah. thank god there's Naz. she'll be the one calling my phone until i wake up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got my self ready &amp;amp; ran all the way to eunos mrt. yes. i ran. i did consider taking a cab though. sorry to keep euu guys waiting. i wouldn't be late if i didn't tell my mum the whole of Mat Rock's ghost stories the night before. o_O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the race was fun. with all the interesting sites. the temple, the mosque &amp; bla bla bla. but. too bad Jas had a bad headache. so. she went home halfway. &amp;amp; the best part is it rained. just like last year. though we didn't get the top 5. i'm just glad that we won Rafi, Taufiq &amp; Haidar 's group. hah. we are just too good for euu guys man. &amp;amp; we didn't cheat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stayed for some performances before going to Novena Square's Long John to eat. &amp; Zafir won a dvd player during the lucky draw. but. before that he did say that he feels that he's gonna win. goodness. is he ever normal? or. is he just psychic? i wonder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after the meal. we separated. &amp;amp; the best part is i lost my phone. &amp; i only realised it when Mas was searching for her phone while we waited for 21 to come. &amp;amp; i wanted to help her call her phone. instead. i had to call my phone using her phone. dang!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i didn't react to the whole incident. maybe. i'm just immune to these kind of situation. hah. thanks. to the rockclimbers for always staging the "Lost Handphone" scene. &amp; Mas was shocked at how i react to the whole thing. hah. &amp;amp; the only thing i blabbered to her was that how i wish the person would return me just the sim card. hah. yes. i didn't even care if the person wants the memory card &amp; the phone itself. i just want my sim card back badly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just when i thought i'm uncontactable yet again and will PERMANENTLY lost my phone. the Manager of LJ called my house. Alhamdulillah. there's still some kind soul out there. =). yay. i'll be collecting my phone tomorrow. Liyana is &lt;strike&gt;uncontactable&lt;/strike&gt; contactable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;those who waited- i am damn sorry for being late. really. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naz- thank you for always waking me up. hah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mas- its nice for euu to help me find the phone. &amp;amp; waited for the whole report thingy. appreciate it loads.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jas- take care &amp; rest well for Monday's attachments.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the kind soul &amp;amp; the LJ Manager- thanks a whole lot man.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;had a very action packed day. &amp; it didn't end as bad as i thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is always a reason behind every incident&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i thank god for how i have lived today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115357738339766031?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115357738339766031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115357738339766031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115357738339766031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115357738339766031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/fun-on-foot-race.html' title='fun on foot race. (='/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115338982172698536</id><published>2006-07-20T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T18:03:41.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulder Master 2006.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Boulder Master 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boulder Master 2006 was a BLAST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank god everything went smoothly. =). its good to see Hidayah participating &amp; the Year ones did great. good job man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i joined Open Woman. hah. i can't help but to laugh at myself. there's 3 routes. by the time i reach the 2nd route, i simply gave up. because i have to dyno (launch to grab the tile) at the very begining of the route. goodness. i'm so bad at dyno-ing ar. &amp;amp; instead of concentrating on how to do the 3rd route, i was concentrating more on the phrases Mat Rock was passing. damn funny. tell me how to concentrate? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. i love it to bits man. with the big blue crash mat. the uber long ladder. the deejays. the refreshments. the people. the setting up. the wall. &amp; what not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but. i think this is gonna be the last thing the current commitee organised before the Year 2s take over. which is like gonna be in 2-3 months time. goodness!!! how i wish i was still a freshie. eveything is being taken care of. haish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrights. i have no school tomorrow. but. i guess. i'll be coming down to school to climb, help put back all the tiles or just clear up the mess in the club room. post competition syndrome. hah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's gonna be Fun on Foot race this Saturday. formed a group with Mas, Naz &amp;amp; Jas. guranteed madness. hah. &amp; this year's tee is red. can't wait man. but. sorry team mates. i've got very bad sense of direction. do bring along a map. =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; my attachments starts next week. back to the same orthopedic ward at TTSH. but. just got to know Denise is not gonna be in the same ward as me. geez. gonna miss your blurness man. hah. &amp; my semestral exams is gonna be in the middle of my attachments. damn it. don't think i'll be able to study that much. because attachments will leave me drain &amp;amp; lifeless everyday after working. damn tired i tell euu. but. i've always been looking forward to attachments. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bye people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thank god for who i am today.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115338982172698536?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115338982172698536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115338982172698536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115338982172698536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115338982172698536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/boulder-master-2006.html' title='Boulder Master 2006.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115311019920589738</id><published>2006-07-17T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T12:23:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my phone is working!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my phone is working!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;hah. thank god. after 4 days of not having access to my phone line. at last man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm really sorry if euu guys have been trying to contact me. anyway. now i'm contactable. and next time if i do happen to be uncontactable again, do leave me a message at the tagboard or call me straight at my house. there's always the house phone euu know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went mTm again yesterday. goodness. they actually forgot that i'm still waiting for someone to remove my face mask. my face feels so darn tight man. imagine lying on the bed for 1 and 1/2 freaking hours just for someone to remove your mask. i manage to even steal some time to sleep &amp; read Archie comic during the last one hour before calling them using the call bell. i really thought its normal cause the consultant changed to a new kind of face mask yesterday. until i realised i've been lying for almost 3 hours after much trouble trying to look at the time. shish. &amp;amp; thank you for placing the clock in the opposite direction. it really questions me on their professionalism on handling these kind of situation. so degrading.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HS2035 presentation was a breeze. =). Mdm Loi even said that she'll be giving us either a high A or a distinction. yeah. and my presentation was on sexually transmitted disease (STDs). anyway. just to let euu all know. avoid doing anal sex when possible. with all those bacteria. disgusting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To Jas- i'm surprised euu drop by. hah. so not Jasmine. anyway. don't think i'll be climbing today. wanna study for tomorrow's ICA. btw. have fun climbing though i feel so tempted to climb with euu all. &amp; its been sometime since we last bouldered together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;random- i love city square in Johor. shop. shop. shop. can't wait to go there again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;so long world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is sweet. sometimes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115311019920589738?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115311019920589738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115311019920589738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115311019920589738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115311019920589738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-phone-is-working.html' title='my phone is working!!'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115289150739487341</id><published>2006-07-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:16:22.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had ICA for my elective (Professional Image &amp; Etiquette). we need to dress up for an "interview" as a Travel Nurse. goodness. and i scored 36/40. yeah. damn happy man. i just blabbered nonsense. hah. &amp;amp; the lecturer cum interviewer actually said that she's really proud of me. she said i can do critical thinking &amp; good social etiquette. hah. she made me feel as though i have just won a nobel prize or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/400/14-07-06_1629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Diana. Liyana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6757/672/320/14-07-06_1627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;in the toilet after the interview.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;climbed in school last wednesday. for only a short while. then played water polo with the adventure people. love it man. but. i have one problem. hah. i can't swim. so. i went around asking people to teach me. &amp; i still think freestyle is better than the froggy way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. there's gonna be a bouldering competition- Boulder Master. held by my school next wed (19/7). but. sad to say, its only for NYPians. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh. there's gonna be a speed competition- NISCC. do join. the closing registration date is 17/7. hurry! do leave me a tag if euu have any queries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mas. Orlando Bloom is mine. =). hah. &amp;amp; i got a haircut, wash and blow dry for twenty bucks. all the way to Jurong East. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then. life is full of&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;surprises. really.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115289150739487341?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115289150739487341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115289150739487341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115289150739487341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115289150739487341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-day.html' title='another day.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115251104415874007</id><published>2006-07-10T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:42:55.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADC Orientation Camp 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ADC Orientation Camp 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7 July - 9 July 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i really find it a success though there's some minor problems here &amp; there. yeah. &amp;amp; i really enjoyed my time there. =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the games were uber fun. i only i got to participate in tha Christine game cos most of the time i'm the safety officer. hah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7th was spend in school with the ice breaking games, making flags, creating group's name and what not. anyway. my group name:~ &lt;strong&gt;Demon Skullz.&lt;/strong&gt; =). the seniors includes Ahmad, Debbie, Hawanis, Fly and me. the group itself consists of Khai, Siti, Kelly, JiaoYan, Barath, Aqit and Sirus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right from the begining, this a little bit soft kinda guy; Aqit,was made the highlight. though i really find him annoying, i can still stand his nonsense. he just wants attention. the more euu shout or give him those attention, the more he continues. so. don't bother. thank god he is in my group. if not. i think he'll be slaughtered even before the camp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we went to Camp Christine on the 8th. did a whole lots of stuff there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kayaking- didn't get to learn capsizing. argh. but i think i should learn how to swim first. hah. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mud trek- there's shit hole and oil all over. goodness. &amp;amp; the smell was horredous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christine game- the campers were supposed to look for ingredients (scattered all over the campsite) to make potion. the objective is to help "Christine" escape from the campsite. then hand the ingredients over to the right "Christine". and the game ends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;*in order to find "Christine", they have to find the ingredients which comes with the clues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. i'm super proud of my group man. =). we won the best group. yeah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh. and. no words can describe the campfire. its just GREAT! i love everybit of the camp. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok. see euu people next training.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115251104415874007?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115251104415874007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115251104415874007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115251104415874007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115251104415874007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/adc-orientation-camp-2006.html' title='ADC Orientation Camp 2006'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115201664164166810</id><published>2006-07-04T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T14:20:44.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotionally exhausted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah. as i've told euu guys in my previous post, i've got loads of stuff to settle. i've been feeling drained and exhausted everytime i come back from school. goodness. year 2 is really something. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i received two reminder letters from the school regarding the school bills. i keep forgetting to drop by the admin office. goodness. niway. my brother told my mum that the letters are actually about my poor attendance &amp; appaling results. hah. my mum &amp;amp; sis could actually believe him. goodness. so. i played along. putting on the most pathetic &amp; sad look, i said that she needs to come down to talk things through with my lecturer. by now, my mum was giving me a lecture &amp;amp; the first thing she link it to was rockclimbing. &amp; my sis [the one in year 3] was damn furious. hah. worse than my mum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for god sakes. my attendance is considered superb &amp;amp; my results are considered satisfactory. hah. this shows that i'm a good actor man. =). i wanna act in CSI. can i? hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; Komeng made Jas and me so-called-in-charged for the upcoming bouldering competition - Boulder Master. hopefully it'll turn out well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niway. there's 3 more days to Adventure Club Orientation Camp 2006. and i'm gonna be the safety head. haish. i can never run away from being one. but whatever it is, i'm so looking forward to it. =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115201664164166810?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115201664164166810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115201664164166810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115201664164166810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115201664164166810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/emotionally-exhausted.html' title='emotionally exhausted.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115190636169757798</id><published>2006-07-03T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:51:13.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hie people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hie people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;my life is still as smooth sailing. =). thank god. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to this charity carnival yesterday at muhammadiyah (just next to Telok Kurau Sec) with my mum since she had around 7 coupons. my as well use it. niway. didn't expect anything as soon as my sis dropped us off somewhere away from the carnival. walked further front and guess who i saw. hah. its Taufik Batisah. such a coincidence. i find him clean. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp; i just can't stop laughing when i heard a girl commented "He smiled at me". goodness. Taufik smiles at everyone. =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yes. i met wiyah. &amp;amp; i don't know how to react. hah. i was lost for a second. and then i realise its wiyah. goodness. how doink can i be? &amp; i met mardiyah. doing some volunteer work. how nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrights. i think i need to start on my project. 2 more freaking projects to finish, Basic Cardiac Life Support assessment &amp;amp; a theory test to sit. yeah. then comes my attachments. TTSH here i come. =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess today's ADC went ok. i hate it when people wants to be heard when they are talking but never listens when others are talking. hey. practice what euu preach can? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;other than that, we had a surprise party for Nabilah. organised by none other than- Taufiq. his mum even made a cake for Nabilah. with a barbie doll printed on it. cute seh. hopefully. i can still remember to buy euu something next month cause i'm kinda broke this month. hah. too many birthday presents to buy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp; there's 4 more days to ADC orientation camp. &amp;amp; i'm the safety officer yet again. hah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love to stone nowadays. stone stone stone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115190636169757798?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115190636169757798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115190636169757798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115190636169757798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115190636169757798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/hie-people.html' title='hie people.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115138551396429126</id><published>2006-06-27T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:12:34.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can euu spare me some sleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;can euu spare me some sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;damn tired. only had one hour of sleep the day before my presentations. and it doesn't help that i can't use the microsoft on my stoopid comp. need to rely on my sis's laptop for the time being. goodness. i just feel like sleeping during lectures. uber tempting. the big red armchair. hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;my brain hurts like hell. i've got ulcers in my mouth. my lips are cracking. and worst of all, my body aches. i think i'm going down with fever soon unless i get some sleep. so. can euu spare me some sleep? hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;alrights. whatever it is. i still love my life. &amp; there's still 35 mins &amp;amp; 45 seconds to my clinical skills class. &amp; i think today i'm gonna learn on Basic Cardiac Life Support (BCLS). in simple terms, CPR. yeap. the mouth-to-mouth resusitation. thank god i've got those saint john days. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;just random- i love school. though there's some of those faggots who bugs others and use those kind of language to so call "hurt them emotionally" just because they are unhappy with their life. wait. or maybe they don't even have a life. what a pity. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel good. teh-ne-neh-ne-neh-ne-neh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115138551396429126?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115138551396429126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115138551396429126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115138551396429126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115138551396429126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-euu-spare-me-some-sleep.html' title='can euu spare me some sleep?'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115138200317111676</id><published>2006-06-26T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:20:03.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Velocity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Velocity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;didn't sleepover in school on Friday to help out in the preparation for Velocity cause i find it useless. the rockwall cannot be used cause there's some badminton competition going on so there's nothing much to do. &amp; by the time i reach school it'll be 11.00 plus. my as well i sleep peacefully at home. moreover. my cousin came down with her two kids to sleepover at my house. hah. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whatever it is, i really find the competition a success although most of the stuff was done the Saturday morning itself. kinda last minute thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's 5 categories. Novice Men. Novice Women. Open Men. Open Women &amp;amp;amp;amp; Partner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;took part in the Open Women category cause only Year 1s are allowed to take part in Novice Women. humph. this is so unfair man. hah. &amp; i also took part in the Partner category. Silas was my partner. &amp;amp;amp;amp; we name our team:~ Silliy. hah. Sil from Sil-as and liy from my name; Liy-ana. just so happen that luck was on my side that day. alhamdulillah. i got the top 3 position for both categories. really didn't expect it man. =). or maybe i've been wanting to try speed for like ages. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and as for the prizes, they gave us dog tags instead of medals. no wonder euu guys are in NYP. so INNOVATIVE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;niway. my presentation went smoothly today. i guess. hah. everything was impromtu. =).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love my life. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;do euu?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115138200317111676?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115138200317111676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115138200317111676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115138200317111676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115138200317111676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/velocity_26.html' title='Velocity.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115097160837969551</id><published>2006-06-22T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:38:51.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 facts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7 facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7 random stuff about me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. aspires to become a great staff nurse someday.&lt;br /&gt;2. loves to smile.&lt;br /&gt;3. food is my bestfrewn during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;4. is so into rockclimbing.&lt;br /&gt;5. studies last minute for my exams.&lt;br /&gt;6. likes to read &amp; do presentations.&lt;br /&gt;7. sometimes i cry for nothing. &lt;em&gt;so. who cares if euu think i'm sick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things that scares me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. losing the people i love. one by one.&lt;br /&gt;2. ghosts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. being lost.&lt;br /&gt;4. just by thinking of the future.&lt;br /&gt;5. being a failure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. scary things? hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. ? maybe i'll shall discover it someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 random music at the moment&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take The Lead - Bone Thugs &amp; Harmony &amp;amp; Yandel Fatman Scoop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Buttons - Pussycat Dolls feat. Snoop Dogg &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Unfaithful - Raihanna&lt;br /&gt;4. Rompe - Daddy Yankee&lt;br /&gt;5. Almost Here - Delta Goodrem feat. Brian McFadden&lt;br /&gt;6. One last - Taufik Batisah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. These Walls - Teddy Geiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things i like the most&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. family &amp; frewns&lt;br /&gt;2. rockckimbing&lt;br /&gt;3. being me&lt;br /&gt;4. the sun, the sand &amp;amp; the sea&lt;br /&gt;5. books&lt;br /&gt;6. food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. advanced technology - television, handphone ect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things i utter frequently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. slap your face.&lt;br /&gt;2. aduh.&lt;br /&gt;3. thanks eh.&lt;br /&gt;4. euu think its funny?&lt;br /&gt;5. duh!&lt;br /&gt;6. shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. super _____ ar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 people to do this survey &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any 7 people who is just as bored as me during the semestral holidays. =). have fun doing it euu 7 people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;alrights. i'm just damn bored. =). i've been slacking for the past few days since famine camp. niway. will be going down to school tomorrow. finish up on one of my projects which is due on monday &amp;amp; help out with the preparation of Velocity- the first speed competition organised by my school just for NYPs. =). &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see euu people real soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115097160837969551?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115097160837969551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115097160837969551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115097160837969551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115097160837969551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/7-facts.html' title='7 facts.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115073458950590136</id><published>2006-06-20T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:37:42.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famine Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Famine Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes! i've made it. 30 hours without food. =). and i'm proud to say that i am one of the 2.1 million people around the world to participate in this year's Famine Camp. the camp is darn cool. though its only 2 days, i actually gain alot. from the the post-disaster simulation to the concert. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after the registration, they gave us an identity card. and it states that my name is Dalatain Micmac. married with 10 kids and i'm healthy. hah. that was my identity during the camp. how cool can that be. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they made us feel how it is like to be those affected by natural disasters. they made 3 scenarios (3 days) for us. during the first day, we had to reunite with our family. "dad" had to find the kids and me. and the best part is we are scattered at the different "evacuation centre" and "hospital"- for those who have HIV and those injured. hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;second day, we had to work as a family in order to gain money (ice cream sticks). there's different ways for us to get money and get the things to build our house. of course there's the good and bad ways. sort out a huge pack of green beans from red beans for $5 (good), pick 20 tiny beads of the same colour from the field and string them for $5 (good), prostitution 5mins for $12, sell each kid for $20, get reliefs from the relief centre. and to get the things to build our house, we can either get from the government or simply buy it from the black market. hah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just to let euu all know, prostitution &amp; the black market is the hot favourite. even though this is just a simulation, it shows that people can really do anything when they are really desperate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;third day was just about building a house. and have $65 in hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;for the second real day, we were allowed to choose whether we wanna go for christian worship or kick boxing. hah. for me, i don't have any choice. so i went for kick boxing. two people from Amore came down for the session. yay. now, i can kick box. =) after that, we went for a door-to-door collection drive at Tampines. my group covered 5 blocks. block 830 to 834. thank you people for your kind generosity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and before we break our fast, we had 1 hour concert. there's breakdance, some videos that really touched my heart, performances by Jolin Tsai ( i think ), bands-Tickva and Ronin. uber fantabulous i tell euu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh. did i tell euu that Lay Queen was in the camp too. yeah. &amp;amp; Ronin made me fall in love with black maria. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i really respect the victims of natural disasters and those less privileged. i'll always pray for you guys. i really think that even a simple prayer for them is good enough. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw, i don't think i've lost any weight. hah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alrights. night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115073458950590136?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115073458950590136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115073458950590136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115073458950590136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115073458950590136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/famine-camp.html' title='Famine Camp'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306177.post-115043147785953106</id><published>2006-06-16T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T12:35:37.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;followed mum to the market. after so long. hah. i love going to the market with my mum. looking at those blood from those fish and the scales flying all over. awesome. =). i just can't imagine how long the fishmongers take to learn how to cut fish with style. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. i will be away for the next two days. i'm going for this camp called "Famine Camp". the objective is to let us have a feel of how those less fortunate ones lead their lives with just scrapes of food to live by. i find it interesting. we need to fast for 30 hours. i guess i'll only be having pure plain water and maybe some snacks in between. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrights. till then. see euu guys in 3 days time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes. my chance of losing some weight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9306177-115043147785953106?l=liyanalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115043147785953106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9306177&amp;postID=115043147785953106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115043147785953106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9306177/posts/default/115043147785953106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanalicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/away.html' title='away.'/><author><name>Liyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17738366527466330424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
