<?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-5294981330292801620</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:33:55.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chez chloe.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-2824429642807448263</id><published>2010-01-12T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T01:32:57.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Familiarity</title><content type='html'>There's something about blogger that gives me a peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a WordPress account you'll know that the Dashboard is soooo damn cluttered and packed. It's like the creator of wordpress have an ultra big screen for a monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is clean. Simple. Easy to get use to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this familiarity is something that one should try to break out of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like WordPress for the fact that they can protect certain entries while leaving certain entries free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys (who are you btw) can go try playing with the password. It's something totally random but makes sense but I promise you will never get to break it. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about IA soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-2824429642807448263?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2824429642807448263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2824429642807448263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/familiarity.html' title='Familiarity'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-2149437565909890753</id><published>2010-01-10T08:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:47:11.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving~</title><content type='html'>Some friends probably know what I said I wanted to do today, this morning. In fact, it should start at this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early, prepared myself and the documents, ready to go out... until I realise something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind went into a frenzy and here I am, Ctrl+Z everything and started blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And decided to move to WordPress.com..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chloetans.wordpress.com"&gt;http://chloetans.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-2149437565909890753?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2149437565909890753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2149437565909890753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/moving.html' title='Moving~'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6838291629227304739</id><published>2010-01-09T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T11:40:35.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The learning journey.</title><content type='html'>I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only people entitled to know, will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6838291629227304739?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6838291629227304739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6838291629227304739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/learning-journey.html' title='The learning journey.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-491131691061770994</id><published>2010-01-09T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:52:09.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Leap</title><content type='html'>Finally finished another season after streaming like mad. I really hate streaming but I guess the show just keeps me going. It's so close to my heart and every episode there's something for me to be learnt and remind me of myself or a friendship or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;relationship. In the previous episode he wanted something just like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I consider myself lucky because everywhere I go and everything I do, there is something to remind me to move on and love myself more. I take all these subtle reminders very seriously but a part of me just refuse to let go.. HEARTvsHEAD HEARTvsHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, moving on to next season! Then new show! New job! New hobbies! New year! New new new!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh.. and regarding the pay which I occasionally feel miserable about, a surprise call from a friend worked its way to me and unintentionally let me know that his internship pay was lower than mine. The call could not come at a better time because it was the very same time yesterday I felt so depressed over the episode that refused to load and starting getting emo because there was nothing to distract me anymore. At least the call kept me happy for a while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories flashed by.. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-491131691061770994?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/491131691061770994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/491131691061770994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/leap.html' title='The Leap'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-4603695807627196880</id><published>2010-01-08T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:50:48.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't.</title><content type='html'>I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting frustrated because the episode refuse to load and I can't find another link with the same video and I am so frustrated because there's now nothing to bring me away. It has beenhelping me by being the greatest distraction till this date because all I want is to just be brought away into another world of fantasy and living other people's life  for once but now I can't. I can't I can't I can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-4603695807627196880?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4603695807627196880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4603695807627196880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cant.html' title='I can&apos;t.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-5614407464818338249</id><published>2010-01-08T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T01:45:24.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super random post to show i'm alive and kickin</title><content type='html'>wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-5614407464818338249?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5614407464818338249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5614407464818338249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-random-post-to-show-im-alive-and.html' title='super random post to show i&apos;m alive and kickin'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-9025888338483818201</id><published>2010-01-05T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:35:59.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shut up i'm learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-9025888338483818201?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9025888338483818201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9025888338483818201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/shut-up-im-learning.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-4572216504243069570</id><published>2010-01-03T14:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:25:40.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 8 food that causes allergy.</title><content type='html'>Was suddenly curious so I went to google this. http://www.articlesbase.com/health-articles/8-common-foods-which-people-are-allergic-to-410441.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Peanuts&lt;br /&gt;2. Eggs&lt;br /&gt;3. Milk&lt;br /&gt;4. Fish&lt;br /&gt;5. Tree Nuts&lt;br /&gt;6. Shellfish&lt;br /&gt;7. Wheat&lt;br /&gt;8. Soy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was allergic to eggs when I was young but I outgrew them. I can accept hidden eggs like in cakes and char kway teow as long as they are out of sight or looks blackish or salty and sweet, as long as the taste of the egg is covered. I started having cravings for Orh Jian recently but I still cannot stand those half-boiled eggs that you drink directly from a bowl and I think hard-boiled eggs stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just being random! Because I read somewhere that allergy can cause eczema... maybe i should try to eat less cakes and see whether there'll be any difference in my condition. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-4572216504243069570?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4572216504243069570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4572216504243069570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-8-food-that-causes-allergy.html' title='Top 8 food that causes allergy.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-9173171917499375167</id><published>2010-01-02T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:23:58.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter 2010.</title><content type='html'>2009 was awesome. I met some new awesome people, went to some awesome places - Taiwan, Melbourne, Penang, Vietnam and Lata KL - for holiday, did some new awesome things and most importantly had one extremely awesome guy in the majority of my 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010 there will be some major changes in my life and that includes internship, finding a full-time job, and being by myself for the first time after years of being needy. It's only the second day of 2010 so I can still see quite clearly what I want this year. Hopefully it remains unchanged for a little while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my relationship with this awesome guy has ended together with 2009, I know he will still be there when I need him. Thank you very much, awesome guy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-9173171917499375167?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9173171917499375167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9173171917499375167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2010/01/enter-2010.html' title='Enter 2010.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-4624281981834044062</id><published>2009-12-26T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T14:38:08.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala.</title><content type='html'>What's there not to love about this moment? I don't want to care about the future. All I know is I am happy with everything now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-4624281981834044062?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4624281981834044062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4624281981834044062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/12/lalala.html' title='Lalala.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-4802027994124176291</id><published>2009-12-20T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T01:03:22.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work what work?</title><content type='html'>I more or less know what I am looking for in my future career. So in few months time I hope the suitable job appears before my eyes so I don't have to go the wrong way. Will talk about it another time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-4802027994124176291?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4802027994124176291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4802027994124176291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-what-work.html' title='work what work?'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-7505404806429174905</id><published>2009-12-20T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:59:21.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ageing</title><content type='html'>I was showering and I suddenly realise entering the new year means a great deal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be 23 but what have I achieved so far? I never felt this way when I was about to turn 22. To me 22 still sounded fun but next year, 23, graduating from school would mean I officially have to start growing up and begin to make life-altering decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 sounds so... odd (pun intended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter 2010 and I would be entering a new stage in life... which is still a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-7505404806429174905?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7505404806429174905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7505404806429174905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/12/ageing.html' title='ageing'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1397875036794283306</id><published>2009-12-17T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:01:38.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Law Of Attraction</title><content type='html'>Ask. Believe. Receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many aspects in my life I need to start believing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1397875036794283306?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1397875036794283306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1397875036794283306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/12/law-of-attraction.html' title='The Law Of Attraction'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8743939311262480440</id><published>2009-12-11T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:39:01.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more month.</title><content type='html'>Just this time next month, I'll be starting my attachment! Wheeeee. Hope everything goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8743939311262480440?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8743939311262480440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8743939311262480440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-more-month.html' title='One more month.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3272183210193532332</id><published>2009-12-05T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:34:21.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After exams</title><content type='html'>Spending my weekends at home except going out for a birthday tonight and dinner with family tomorrow. Other people make so much plans after exams to go out and play everyday but I choose to stay at home, sleep and rest. I wasn't even excited about completing my exams in the first place. Not shiok at all! Probably because I was too exhausted during my exam period. I am still exhausted now. Come to think of it, although I did not study very hard during exams, I spent all my time getting stressed up over exams because I felt so guilty. And on days I went out to study, I was out for as long as 15 hours a day. I am so tired. SLEEP TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3272183210193532332?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3272183210193532332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3272183210193532332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-exams.html' title='After exams'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1771105106437092977</id><published>2009-12-02T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:55:11.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooted.</title><content type='html'>My exams are officially over and I officially have one tooth less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraction of teeth is not new to me (plucked 4 out for braces) but the pain is still unbearable for me. So weak... I don't know how to survive extracting the other 3. Well, I've never been a big fan of pain, especially those around my head, ie migraine ear nose eyes mouth. They scare me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still freaking out from the pain but somehow knowing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; is there for me really soothed much of my pain. He helped me so much today I appreciate it sooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be a better day. I can finally start reading my book(s)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1771105106437092977?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1771105106437092977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1771105106437092977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/12/tooted.html' title='Tooted.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8747073180065778108</id><published>2009-11-26T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:00:15.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New level of boredom.</title><content type='html'>Now I am no longer that interested in blog-hopping, online shopping, watching video online and facebooking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what I do online is... I don't know. Just stone. Typing mini entries sometimes here, sometimes there, sometimes the other side, sometimes in my computer, sometimes writing a little into my notebook. Basically I now enjoy communicating with myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it might be a little early for me but I am now surfing jobsites and looking for potential jobs I might want in the future. In a nutshell, I am feeling kind of lost in the direction of my life. Having no idea of what my life will turn out in the future is a pain, considering the fact that I always like to plan my life wayyyy ahead. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8747073180065778108?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8747073180065778108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8747073180065778108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-level-of-boredom.html' title='New level of boredom.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-345868352408287349</id><published>2009-11-24T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:49:22.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdomless tooth.</title><content type='html'>The stupid tooth. Is. Causing. Me. So much pain!!! I have no mood to study at all. It's slowly killing me. I think i should extract it tomorrow if not it'll just eat my mood for 422 anyway. Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it's good though.. At least i have an excuse if I don't do well for my paper tmr. Hehe.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-345868352408287349?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/345868352408287349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/345868352408287349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/wisdomless-tooth.html' title='Wisdomless tooth.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6888071038886968981</id><published>2009-11-23T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:53:43.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One paper down!</title><content type='html'>No more Organic Chem for the rest of my life!!!! Wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Bio Chem!! 42 hours more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teeth is aching. I need to get it out soon! Can't wait for exams to be over so I can pluck them all out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6888071038886968981?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6888071038886968981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6888071038886968981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-paper-down.html' title='One paper down!'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8461297961306417940</id><published>2009-11-22T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:43:44.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nine</title><content type='html'>Just nine more. Nineeeeee......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8461297961306417940?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8461297961306417940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8461297961306417940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/nine.html' title='nine'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8499622677782512252</id><published>2009-11-22T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:41:23.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want.</title><content type='html'>I never realise I can want something this badly. It wasn't even this bad 4 years ago! I know I most probably won't get it but just a small amount of hope keeps me going. My hopes are not high so I won't be devastated if I don't get it but I hate not being able to stop myself from thinking! I hate to be unable to be in control of my mind... Now, focus on my 423 paper tmr!! *focus!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8499622677782512252?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8499622677782512252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8499622677782512252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/want.html' title='Want.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-2007922306275843879</id><published>2009-11-14T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:59:59.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen.</title><content type='html'>seventeen more days to the last paper of my undergrad life. then i'm going to say bye to exams and hello to attachment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-2007922306275843879?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2007922306275843879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2007922306275843879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/seventeen.html' title='seventeen.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-7182914468276253973</id><published>2009-11-07T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:45:23.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emptily happy.</title><content type='html'>Why is it sometimes the happier I get, the emptier I feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there such thing as being happily empty, or emptily happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I feeling now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-7182914468276253973?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7182914468276253973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7182914468276253973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/happily-empty.html' title='emptily happy.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-5104190339396611443</id><published>2009-11-07T11:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:59:40.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>It's just like that. Exams are around the corner and there I am, looking for more platforms to distract myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started looking at facebook more than the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Started to look at twitter and 'follow' people. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/chinnychins"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started online-shopping again. (always happens during exam period. the only difference is probably that I am more broke than I have ever been.)&lt;br /&gt;And started updating blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Started eating like I'm so stressed-up-but-actually-not-that-stressed-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started doing anything but studying, just to divert my attention so that I don't have to end up studying what I do not like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-5104190339396611443?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5104190339396611443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5104190339396611443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1591681863980842662</id><published>2009-11-06T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:57:28.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy.</title><content type='html'>Feeling so happy with life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn how not to be so greedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1591681863980842662?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1591681863980842662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1591681863980842662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy.html' title='happy.'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-9042785737970294085</id><published>2009-05-29T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T03:17:50.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je peux faire quoi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-9042785737970294085?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9042785737970294085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9042785737970294085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/05/zut.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-526689960892360847</id><published>2009-04-29T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:13:55.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a message</title><content type='html'>i dunno what's the big fuss all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i did leave u in the hope of finding someone else. i am not looking for someone to marry. i am just finding someone to spend the next part of my life together. whether this guy (or the next guy. or the next next guy.) will the guy 'forever', we will know in years to come. it really doesn't matter to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i did have hao gan for him while leaving u.&lt;br /&gt;but it was only hao gan. any likings were developed after the break up because i know that i didn't know him well in the past. don't we all have hao gans? don't we all know that if hao gans don't work out, things naturally don't work out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the past few months, i already asked u to give me more of yourself. i've always felt that u treated me the same as all your other friends. i asked for more affection, more reassurance, to make me feel like i'm in a relationship with u. but did u? u know what ur attitude was for that period of time. i don't wish to repeat myself to you over and over again. we do things differently and that's the biggest problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel the need to defend myself but i really dislike it when you continuously mention pple from 'my side'. i never even bother to say any part of my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left the relationship because i do not see a future brewing, given both our characters. since months ago, i've already told friends that i want to leave the relationship because i don't really a future with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the truth. accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i vaguely remember that there was once, i told u, someone asked me whether i see myself marrying u, i said i don't know. and u got disappointed because u actually see us getting married. i said i don't know about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u gave me too much freedom to the point that u don't control anything at all. maybe u loved me and trusted me so much and believed that i'll take care of myself, by myself. but i don't want this kind of relationship. i want to feel protected. i want to know that someone cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i've told u, my friends don't even find the breakup shocking. we really took a different approach to this relationship and i'm sorry to see that this is the outcome to this very difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blogging about this is so difficult. i am trying very hard to sound composed and at the same time bring the message across. you know i never liked to broadcast too much of my feelings. really. i don't even know whether you'll see this because i haven't updated in soooo long.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-526689960892360847?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/526689960892360847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/526689960892360847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-message.html' title='just a message'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6641541301322353598</id><published>2009-02-02T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:34:42.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lemme think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiu cen gao&lt;br /&gt;subway&lt;br /&gt;wonton mee&lt;br /&gt;charsiew rice&lt;br /&gt;jiu cen gao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6641541301322353598?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6641541301322353598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6641541301322353598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/02/lemme-think-jiu-cen-gao-subway-wonton.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3732527280948046993</id><published>2009-01-25T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:23:55.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not updating much cuz there's nothing to be updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for all the one-liners.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3732527280948046993?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3732527280948046993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3732527280948046993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-updating-much-cuz-theres-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-2151001067171993242</id><published>2009-01-06T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:58:21.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if u dun need me, why shld i feel happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-2151001067171993242?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2151001067171993242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2151001067171993242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-u-dun-need-me-why-shld-i-feel-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8485685343889972521</id><published>2008-12-31T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:23:08.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think my boyfriend forgot he has a girlfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8485685343889972521?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8485685343889972521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6213868970151751554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6213868970151751554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-eve.html' title='xmas eve'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-5323434754603858764</id><published>2008-12-24T03:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:34:48.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>training #1</title><content type='html'>i'm sad because i can't walk properly and i can't even stand properly let alone do a turn properly. it's so difficult! arrrrgh. i feel like a clumsy elephant and i can't stop being paiseh. roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas eve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-5323434754603858764?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5323434754603858764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5323434754603858764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/training-1.html' title='training #1'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6183099721025613734</id><published>2008-12-22T21:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:18:28.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight</title><content type='html'>bf didn't like the show. i thought it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. the show had a hypnotising effect on me. nope, it did not caused me to fall asleep. but basically throughout the show i was just staring at the main actress and edward cullen. i don't even remember the name of the main actress. the 2 of them just look damn good together! the whole show is just so dreamy. i think i can just smile at the sight of him. and the guy is really damn charming. he is damn pale looking but he is SO CHARMING. even if he looked damn damn retarded in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear bf tried acting retarded because he felt that that's all the edward cullen looked like. i think he's just jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG i went to check imdb and i realised he was CEDRIC DIGGORY in harry potter!! I LOVE HIM!! shit. i remember coming out of cinema after watching HP4 feeling totally smittened by him! i even took a photo of his poster outside the cinema (boohoo i lost it). he is english and he IS&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is 22 years and she is 18 years.  and i just realised she was the little girl from panic room when she was only 12 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6183099721025613734?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6183099721025613734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>went to do volunteer work with mich yi bran and his friends today. haha. went to dakota that area to give out bags of stuff to allocated units. and sing christmas carol to them. it was organised by the south east cdc dunno what thing for the elderly needy pple staying around the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were several groups so it did not take very long as we were only supposed to give out 8 bags of stuff. each bag is definitely more than 5kg because the rice is already 5kg. and there is still a bottle of oil, cans of drinks, packet of soyabeanmilk, etc. imagine carrying bags up and down stairs to give to the families. damn heavy! then after talking a little to the residents, we sang christmas carols while bran played the guitar. the first grandma we met kept wiping her eyes. i don't know if she was crying or it's just a habit or she just woke up? and the big wide smile the residents put on their face while we sang brought an even bigger smile on mine. the trip was nice and i felt so touched by myself when i was carolling to them. it was definitely worth the trip to see them smiling so happily :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-2872435207383592408?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2872435207383592408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2872435207383592408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-to-do-volunteer-work-with-mich-yi.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1114575425778343367</id><published>2008-12-20T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:11:42.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1114575425778343367?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1114575425778343367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1114575425778343367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/feeling-down.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1590381505574313550</id><published>2008-12-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:11:10.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1590381505574313550?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1590381505574313550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1590381505574313550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-5089984163857834668</id><published>2008-12-20T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:40:01.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i look so weak?&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel so weak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i so weak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-5089984163857834668?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5089984163857834668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5089984163857834668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-do-i-look-so-weak-why-do-i-feel-so.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-2827186950740910532</id><published>2008-12-20T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:51:03.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spending wayyyyy too much money this month!&lt;br /&gt;finished my allowance and tuition pay already. &lt;br /&gt;and there's still more than 10 days this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-2827186950740910532?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2827186950740910532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2827186950740910532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/spending-wayyyyy-too-much-money-this.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-7724053903725834215</id><published>2008-12-17T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:11:06.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still feeling low. but this time there's a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully i have &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for accompany me today&lt;br /&gt;thank you for giving in to my endless rants&lt;br /&gt;thank you for giving in to my endless cravings&lt;br /&gt;thank you for giving in to me even though usually i'm the one giving in. =p&lt;br /&gt;thank you for giving me the chance to be myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry now but i'm not thanking you for that. &lt;br /&gt;but thank you for being there for me when i'm upset over things that upset me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-7724053903725834215?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7724053903725834215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7724053903725834215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/still-feeling-low.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-951811464868279180</id><published>2008-12-15T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:55:51.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling low&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-951811464868279180?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/951811464868279180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/951811464868279180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/feeling-low.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3339965130253865062</id><published>2008-12-14T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:51:44.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bad cramps. Nothing to do for the next hour while stoning at starbucks now. Not in the mood to read my book cuz am currently feeling giddy after spending an hour in mph. And the mickey mouse beside me stinks. Bad cramps bad cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consolation: he's coming back tonight and I got a new school bag from sis :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3339965130253865062?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3339965130253865062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3339965130253865062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/bad-cramps.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-4750642088185850201</id><published>2008-12-14T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:26:26.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小酒窝</title><content type='html'>歌手：林俊杰/蔡卓妍 歌曲：小酒窝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还在寻找 一个依靠和一个拥抱&lt;br /&gt;谁替我祈祷 替我烦恼 为我生气为我闹&lt;br /&gt;幸福开始有预兆 缘分让我们慢慢紧靠&lt;br /&gt;然后孤单被吞没了&lt;br /&gt;我俩变得有话聊 有变化了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小酒窝常见到 是你最美的记号&lt;br /&gt;我每天睡不着 想念你的微笑&lt;br /&gt;你不知道 你对我多么重要&lt;br /&gt;有了你生命完整的刚好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小酒窝常见到 迷人的无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我放慢了步调 感觉像是盒资料&lt;br /&gt;终于找到心有灵犀的美好&lt;br /&gt;一辈子暖暖的好&lt;br /&gt;我永远爱你到老&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福开始有预兆 缘分让我们慢慢紧靠&lt;br /&gt;然后孤单被吞没了&lt;br /&gt;我俩变得有话聊 有变化了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小酒窝常见到 是你最美的记号&lt;br /&gt;我每天睡不着 想念你的微笑&lt;br /&gt;你不知道 你对我多么重要&lt;br /&gt;有了你生命完整的刚好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小酒窝常见到 迷人的无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我放慢了步调 感觉像是盒资料&lt;br /&gt;终于找到心有灵犀的美好&lt;br /&gt;一辈子暖暖的好 我永远爱你到老&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WO~小酒窝常见到 迷人的无可救药&lt;br /&gt;我放慢了步调 感觉像是盒资料&lt;br /&gt;终于找到心有灵犀的美好&lt;br /&gt;一辈子暖暖的好 我永远爱你到老&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&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/5294981330292801620-4750642088185850201?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4750642088185850201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4750642088185850201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='小酒窝'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6805276153741872438</id><published>2008-12-12T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:47:56.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh. completely random. craving for bor bor char char.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not gonna see him for the next 3 days cuz he'll be going to genting. communication will be to the minimum too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh okay gotta keep my objectives for this holiday in mind. KEEP THEM IN MIND!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6805276153741872438?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6805276153741872438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6805276153741872438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/uh.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-228196093144408301</id><published>2008-12-11T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:45:34.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right. i am now still waiting for 2 parcels thru normal mail. and i suspect they're 'lost' so there, money lost. i don't know whether i shld doubt the seller or singpost. argh.&lt;br /&gt;not going to buy anymore thing online unless it's expensive and i have to get it by registered mail.&lt;br /&gt;hate hate hate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-228196093144408301?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/228196093144408301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/228196093144408301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/right.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-397584879594910056</id><published>2008-12-09T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:36:27.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm craving for MAYO PRAWN. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN DELICIOUSSSSSS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-397584879594910056?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/397584879594910056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/397584879594910056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-craving-for-mayo-prawn.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8769028817974644506</id><published>2008-12-08T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:16:46.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have i mentioned i dreamt that i've got an F for 2 subjects? eeew. that's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 more days to results!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8769028817974644506?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8769028817974644506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8769028817974644506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-i-mentioned-i-dreamt-that-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1264478920523871603</id><published>2008-12-07T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:58:45.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a night where u dun remember much</title><content type='html'>blank post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really wan to talk about ytd night but i'm just leaving this post as a memory of ytd night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1264478920523871603?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1264478920523871603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1264478920523871603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-where-u-dun-remember-much.html' title='a night where u dun remember much'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3704359271261845254</id><published>2008-12-05T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:34:13.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this year's online shopping have been kinda bad. so far one mail that's been sent on monday hasn't reached me and i'm still waiting for it. hope it comes tmr. and this time i'm having more bad buys. urgh. some too big, and some are just unflattering. but to be fair, some are really loveeee. kinda turned off by some things i've gotten and kinda upset by a spree organiser who did not tell me my dress went oos after all these time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3704359271261845254?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3704359271261845254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3704359271261845254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-years-online-shopping-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-265310212011470842</id><published>2008-12-04T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:46:48.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh and as i was scrolling down the blog i saw the post which i've indicated my addiction for spending money just few weeks ago. no more! i've stopped spreeing for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finished reading harry potter. i've finished doing the high comm thing. 2 things done on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!! it's a happy holiday =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-265310212011470842?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/265310212011470842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/265310212011470842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-and-as-i-was-scrolling-down-blog-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3781571304297663238</id><published>2008-12-04T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:42:44.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, i went down to high comm and finished submitting the documents. i'm so proud of myself! i did everything alone, and woke up after sleeping for only 2 hours and rushing down to high comm, taking train and cab and whatsnots. happy happy! but at the moment they told me that they will not return me my borang w, the cert that shows i'm part malaysian, i was actually a little sad. i always loved collecting tokens to show that i'm part of this and part of that, and the fact that i'm no longer part malaysian saddens me. i know it's crazy! i have never even stayed there for longer than a week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right, now i'm totally looking forward to taking the oath and getting my passport. i want to go for a mini holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3781571304297663238?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3781571304297663238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3781571304297663238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-i-went-down-to-high-comm-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-205771767026302878</id><published>2008-11-28T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:45:13.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams over</title><content type='html'>exams officially over!&lt;br /&gt;ate steamboat ytd. suppered with dear and friends. and played a little cs. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's officially the first day of school hols!&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with them is good, everything sounds tempting but no, i will not lead myself back to the addictive lifestyle. i like my life now. although i really miss the period of them when i was having  much fun and the friends i made were nice too.&lt;br /&gt;those will be kept as beautiful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more going back. no more going back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-205771767026302878?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/205771767026302878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/205771767026302878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/11/exams-over.html' title='exams over'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-331140705391264903</id><published>2008-11-19T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:38:10.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more papers!&lt;br /&gt;5 days more till the next paper. SLACK FIRST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-331140705391264903?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/331140705391264903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/331140705391264903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-more-papers-5-days-more-till-next.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-5081376698302700259</id><published>2008-11-17T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:13:58.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>明天以后 - 林峰 泳儿</title><content type='html'>OMG this songggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;the canto version is sooooooooooooooo nice. but obviously i can't sing the canto version.&lt;br /&gt;omg i lovelovelovelove raymond lam.&lt;br /&gt;gone are the days when i only like actresses!! omg raymond lammmm is sooo cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天以后  -  林峰 泳儿&lt;br /&gt;在你的记忆里面有一个我&lt;br /&gt;在你最痛苦的时候陪你度过&lt;br /&gt;难过过了 天晴朗了 我就走&lt;br /&gt;你拯救我的寂寞 我的痛我的梦&lt;br /&gt;在你的面前 我不必保留&lt;br /&gt;还来不及对你说 迟到的我的心动&lt;br /&gt;你的好 你的坏&lt;br /&gt;我的脾气你最懂&lt;br /&gt;我不要你心疼我（我不要你离开我）&lt;br /&gt;明天的以后我们会懂&lt;br /&gt;失恋的挫折让人变更成熟&lt;br /&gt;我对你 感觉胜过爱情&lt;br /&gt;因为有你 给我勇气&lt;br /&gt;给我用不完的运气&lt;br /&gt;其实也想好好爱你&lt;br /&gt;只怕到最后不小心 让你伤心（我不怕会伤心）&lt;br /&gt;对不起 我对你 再好再亲密都不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;最后看你在别人怀里&lt;br /&gt;有天我会找到我的唯一 （我并不是你的唯一）&lt;br /&gt;还微笑祝福你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你拯救我的寂寞 我的痛我的梦&lt;br /&gt;在你的面前 我不必保留&lt;br /&gt;我从来没对你说 压抑的 我的心动&lt;br /&gt;我的好 我的坏 我的脾气你最懂&lt;br /&gt;我不要你来心疼我&lt;br /&gt;明天的以后我们会懂&lt;br /&gt;失恋的挫折让人变更成熟&lt;br /&gt;我对你 感觉胜过爱情&lt;br /&gt;因为有你 给我勇气&lt;br /&gt;给我用不完的运气&lt;br /&gt;其实也想好好爱你&lt;br /&gt;只怕到最后不小心 让你伤心 （我不怕会伤心）&lt;br /&gt;对不起 我对你 再好再亲密都不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;最后看你在别人怀里&lt;br /&gt;有天我会找到我的唯一 （我并不是你的唯一）&lt;br /&gt;还微笑祝福你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情总让人折磨&lt;br /&gt;所以我们才选择 做比情人更好的朋友&lt;br /&gt;我对你 感觉胜过爱情&lt;br /&gt;因为有你 给我勇气&lt;br /&gt;给我用不完的运气&lt;br /&gt;其实也想好好爱你&lt;br /&gt;只怕到最后不小心 让你伤心（我不怕会伤心）&lt;br /&gt;对不起 我对你 再好再亲密都不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;最后看你在别人怀里&lt;br /&gt;有天我会找到我的唯一（我并不是你的唯一）&lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_Mediametadata1_MetadataPieceOneLabel" class="secondaryColor"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_Mediametadata1_MetadataPieceOneValue"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-5081376698302700259?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5081376698302700259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5081376698302700259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='明天以后 - 林峰 泳儿'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1114057979322714192</id><published>2008-11-17T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:12:30.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home cooked food smells good</title><content type='html'>i always get envious when i'm stuck at home and have to smell those super fragrant food smell from neighbouring kitchens. it's been a while since i've had such proper meals cooked at home, other than the fried beehoon my mother cooked 2 sundays ago. especially when i'm studying at home, with nothing to eat except some silly biscuits and chocolates and chips that i bought for myself because i know i'll end up with nothing to eat. when i'm too lazy to change and walk 3 mins to the nearby kopitiam to buy food. and those smells from neighbours are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUNGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i don't have to eat out all the time. there's nothing healthy out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1114057979322714192?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1114057979322714192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1114057979322714192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-cooked-food-smells-good.html' title='home cooked food smells good'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-985768849235443937</id><published>2008-11-15T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:41:34.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 papers down!</title><content type='html'>omg i'm addicted to spending money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to be addicted to sth everytime i have my exams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm glad i'm not playing games now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-985768849235443937?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/985768849235443937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/985768849235443937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-paper-down.html' title='2 papers down!'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-4614337835601940256</id><published>2008-10-27T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:25:53.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy anniversaire</title><content type='html'>the french finally reply my email and say will refund my 31.20eur within 10 days. i'm already back for 3 months lo wth. and eur is super low now. super broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many tests this wk. i think will skip my 311 test tmr. i will try my best for the exam then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really suay to tio presentation for marketing. always hated presentation. and i'm already toooo busy to be preparing a presentation! kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm going NOWHERE for the next few months. i just hope a miracle appears and something good will be available for the next summer break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-4614337835601940256?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4614337835601940256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4614337835601940256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversaire.html' title='happy anniversaire'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6945404554349388572</id><published>2008-10-19T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:47:48.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing to rant about, except for the fact that exams is in 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRES OCCUPEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like most of the electives i'm taking this sem. the only regret is that i've taken up the extra language on top of francais. ce n'est pas facile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6945404554349388572?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6945404554349388572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6945404554349388572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/10/nothing-to-rant-about-except-for-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8704805993056185202</id><published>2008-10-12T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T01:41:24.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cutie cutez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HX35Dp-DJ4w/SPDk-apradI/AAAAAAAAABs/xAsIeprssh8/s1600-h/page9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HX35Dp-DJ4w/SPDk-apradI/AAAAAAAAABs/xAsIeprssh8/s320/page9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255952526098524626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;executing the term 'acting cute' perfectly. not really acting la. is genuinely cute. *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8704805993056185202?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8704805993056185202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8704805993056185202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/10/executing-term-acting-cute-perfectly.html' title='cutie cutez'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HX35Dp-DJ4w/SPDk-apradI/AAAAAAAAABs/xAsIeprssh8/s72-c/page9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3450690229365376646</id><published>2008-10-07T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T01:43:27.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the computer is still scanning for virus</title><content type='html'>tell me. how can someone have so much disappointment in life everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small things, big things, is it too much to ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3450690229365376646?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3450690229365376646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3450690229365376646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/10/computer-is-still-scanning-for-virus.html' title='the computer is still scanning for virus'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-4782872452259007982</id><published>2008-10-07T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T01:12:06.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>傻瓜</title><content type='html'>emo after seeing the mtv at kbox. roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;温岚 - 傻瓜&lt;br /&gt;其实他做的坏事我们都懂&lt;br /&gt;没有什么不同&lt;br /&gt;眼光闪烁 暧昧流动&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼当作听说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实别人的招数我们都懂&lt;br /&gt;没有什么不同&lt;br /&gt;故作软弱 撒娇害羞&lt;br /&gt;只是有一点别扭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜也许单纯地懂&lt;br /&gt;爱得没那么做作&lt;br /&gt;爱上了我不保留&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜 我们都一样&lt;br /&gt;被爱情伤了又伤&lt;br /&gt;相信这个他不一样&lt;br /&gt;却又再一次受伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜 我们都一样&lt;br /&gt;受了伤却不投降&lt;br /&gt;相信付出会有代价&lt;br /&gt;代价只是一句傻瓜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实别人的招数我们都懂&lt;br /&gt;没有什么不同&lt;br /&gt;故作软弱 撒娇害羞&lt;br /&gt;只是有一点别扭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜也许单纯地懂&lt;br /&gt;爱得没那么做作&lt;br /&gt;爱上了我不保留&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜 我们都一样&lt;br /&gt;被爱情伤了又伤&lt;br /&gt;相信这个他不一样&lt;br /&gt;却又再一次受伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜 我们都一样&lt;br /&gt;受了伤却不投降&lt;br /&gt;相信付出会有代价&lt;br /&gt;代价只是一句傻瓜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜 我们都一样&lt;br /&gt;被爱情伤了又伤&lt;br /&gt;相信这个他不一样&lt;br /&gt;却又再一次受伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜 我们都一样&lt;br /&gt;受了伤却不投降&lt;br /&gt;相信付出会有代价&lt;br /&gt;代价只是一句傻瓜&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-4782872452259007982?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4782872452259007982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/4782872452259007982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='傻瓜'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3471800973841657582</id><published>2008-10-05T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:31:22.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study plan?</title><content type='html'>lol i'm 2 hours into making my study plan and i'm only halfway thru!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasting my time doing up a study plan when i could have finished at least 1 chapter of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay... it's for the better.... roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa's in shanghai and mummy's on the way to genting. have the whole house to myself and i can get to sch in comfort tmr. i can sleep at 2am and still have enough slp today!! WHEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to planning my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3471800973841657582?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3471800973841657582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3471800973841657582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/10/study-plan.html' title='study plan?'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-7887521709143380071</id><published>2008-10-05T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:00:31.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HX35Dp-DJ4w/SOhJsE8DmMI/AAAAAAAAABk/WT3cdmVCiU4/s1600-h/page7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HX35Dp-DJ4w/SOhJsE8DmMI/AAAAAAAAABk/WT3cdmVCiU4/s320/page7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253529986916391106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reebok pink ribbon walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HX35Dp-DJ4w/SOhJWjXoY3I/AAAAAAAAABU/4kkHC9fwSn4/s1600-h/page6-modified.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HX35Dp-DJ4w/SOhJWjXoY3I/AAAAAAAAABU/4kkHC9fwSn4/s320/page6-modified.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253529617127990130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sister's pre bday dinner&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/5294981330292801620-7887521709143380071?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7887521709143380071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7887521709143380071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/10/over-week.html' title='over the week'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HX35Dp-DJ4w/SOhJsE8DmMI/AAAAAAAAABk/WT3cdmVCiU4/s72-c/page7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1509889935194221293</id><published>2008-09-23T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:40:07.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recess wk</title><content type='html'>all's good... all's good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday went past fine, a reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;tues went good, new mio and meetup with yi.&lt;br /&gt;wed will be study day.&lt;br /&gt;thurs will be sch n swim n dinner.&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;sat. will be a good day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth to say =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1509889935194221293?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1509889935194221293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1509889935194221293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/recess-wk.html' title='recess wk'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6753772412208721211</id><published>2008-09-21T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:54:21.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 12pm, watched tv until 330pm.&lt;br /&gt;slept from 345pm to 945pm.&lt;br /&gt;played sushido. stone. and stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish life is just all about sleep and watch tv. and eat. i don't even want the internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6753772412208721211?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6753772412208721211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6753772412208721211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/woke-up-at-12pm-watched-tv-until-330pm.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1592880751287939607</id><published>2008-09-20T06:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T06:19:41.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It hurts to sometimes know that the trying gets unnoticed and makes things worst instead. It hurts to know that u're better off not being there. Sometimes it hurts even more to know that u'rr probably jinxed. Sometimes when your measuring cylinder is half empty, everything hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get a retort stand soon. I want wth to hold everything in place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1592880751287939607?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1592880751287939607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1592880751287939607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-hurts-to-sometimes-know-that-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-7448216766311551509</id><published>2008-09-18T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:27:06.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recess week</title><content type='html'>recess is finally here!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school stuffs to complete this mini break:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inorganic NMR&lt;br /&gt;lab report&lt;br /&gt;write notes for malay&lt;br /&gt;read marketing text&lt;br /&gt;phys chem text&lt;br /&gt;french role play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much love today. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-7448216766311551509?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7448216766311551509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/7448216766311551509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/recess-week.html' title='recess week'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-9075476249026756198</id><published>2008-09-15T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:06:29.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much waiting</title><content type='html'>i hate instep. gonna wait for second round. i really really hope i can go somewhere next sem. then i dun have to worry abt usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much dilly dallying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to chop chop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-9075476249026756198?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9075476249026756198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9075476249026756198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-much-waiting.html' title='too much waiting'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-9178601762814303458</id><published>2008-09-13T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:05:24.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another busy week</title><content type='html'>nights left: sunday, monday, tues, wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to use wed night for studying of french test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, onli sunday, mon and tues left to do lab report. this is tough. considering i onli have about 2 hours on sunday,  4 hours on monday, and 2 hours on tues. these 8 hours are definitely not enough because the effective time spent would definitely be less than 8. probably 4. definitely not enough to complete that damn report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i'm panicking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-9178601762814303458?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9178601762814303458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/9178601762814303458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-busy-week.html' title='another busy week'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-824165608301487913</id><published>2008-09-12T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:31:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAX-REFUNDED!! (partially)</title><content type='html'>YESSSS YESSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEVEN WEEKS&lt;/span&gt; the stooopid francais pple refunded my tax relief. but only partially! i'm supposed to get refund for 26 euro, and 28 euro. BUT i onli got SGD50, which is wayyyyy wayyyyy wayyyyyyy too low to be EITHER 26 euro OR 28 euro. i feel so cheated. waited so long only to get refunded when euro is really weak right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked in xe.com, &lt;span class="XEsmall"&gt;1 EUR = 2.02142 SGD. wth lo! that time i went there i changed about 2.14SGD for 1 EUR. kns. and posb charged me 2.2SGD for 1 EURO. *Heart pains to a large extent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this (approximately) 0.14 SGD makes alot of difference! damn it. with the amount i spent for the whole europe trip, i could have saved more than SG$1000. and i could have used that money for taiwan.  *heart pains to a further extent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i learnt something. never ever try to get refunded by card again unless i want to wait for nearly 2 months to lose more money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm so happy happy happy i finally have extra 50 to spend. getting way way way wayyyy too poor after i come back from la france.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. just have to wait. for another. $50 to. come. back to me. *GROWLS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-824165608301487913?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/824165608301487913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/824165608301487913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/tax-refunded-partially.html' title='TAX-REFUNDED!! (partially)'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1951680993123359717</id><published>2008-09-12T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:06:11.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happyness</title><content type='html'>you sent me the sweetest sms today. it's not the poetic kind, but this time i know u meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NMR test over. confirm fail because i never even complete enough questions to pass the paper.&lt;br /&gt;marketing non-graded presentation over.&lt;br /&gt;now waiting for french test before the term break and to get some quality sleep everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATUSA. i think i'm going. but suddenly my 100% yesterday became 80% today. i was overly-excited, and this caused me to think twice due to other commitments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1951680993123359717?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1951680993123359717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1951680993123359717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/happyness.html' title='happyness'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6482450254623613878</id><published>2008-09-06T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:13:32.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another boring saturday</title><content type='html'>spent the whole saturday at home. i'm sometimes amazed at myself for being able to stay at home and not do anything. i woke up at 1 and did not switch on my laptop until around 7+ to check on the work&amp;amp;travel webby. i simply just stoned 6 hours away watching tv and reading one pathetic notes on NMR. why do i do things so slowly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting too comfy for my own good. week 6 of sch coming up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6482450254623613878?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6482450254623613878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6482450254623613878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-boring-saturday.html' title='another boring saturday'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-2077553529091353091</id><published>2008-09-06T04:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T04:37:29.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the cold and the battered</title><content type='html'>not feeling well again. Something is definitely wrong with my body. Whenever I do sth different for a change, my body seems to get really unhappy and start throwin me into all these kind of merde. They sometimes even throw me into moment of fits when I dun even seem to realize what I've done. And my loved ones have to suffer. I really should join some emotion-management class. Or see a psychiatrist. I am too stressed-up a person. I think I have to learn how to respect myself more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things to learn, too little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-2077553529091353091?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2077553529091353091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2077553529091353091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/cold-and-battered.html' title='the cold and the battered'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-943775795940874475</id><published>2008-09-05T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:57:22.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow-ness</title><content type='html'>wow. I'm waiting for u at your house lobby and yet I'm able to tap into your wifi on my touch. Waiting for u is never going to be a pain anymore. Haha. It's a pain though, having to keep trying to make it fingerprint-free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I cut my hair just now. And very randomly decided to dye my hair. Another week passes by and once again I'm spending unnecessary money.I need a new way to earn money soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai pas d'argent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh no the connection to ur router has disappeared. Oh it's back.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-943775795940874475?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/943775795940874475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/943775795940874475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow-ness.html' title='wow-ness'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-2183633478752977047</id><published>2008-09-04T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:30:05.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>botak lion meets clementi</title><content type='html'>finally, a day out out of the north east area with u. it's not even a day. it's a quarter of a day. no, it's only few hours. but that few hours of dinner was more than enough for me, though i would like it to be blame-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my turn to be blaming u for everything. from that petrol-less car my father left me to sending you home. somehow our roles have switched today? normally it would be you who'd be blaming me for everything. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still felt sorry. i hate it when i know i'm not treating u with the best attitude. though there's still that tiny bit of joy happiness and content in me to know that u're there for me to show who i really am. someone who knows everything about how i 'operate', my every single tiny action and expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm glad that i have ur half-full glass of water to fill my half-empty glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-2183633478752977047?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2183633478752977047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/2183633478752977047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-day-out-out-of-north-east-area.html' title='botak lion meets clementi'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8326820531615851258</id><published>2008-08-30T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:29:02.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letter of apology</title><content type='html'>dear bf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for doubting you and being paranoid. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Baby G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(letter of apology demanded by lionel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote, I'VE GOTTEN MY NEW TOY!! happy today. and it's my father's birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*- HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA -*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(though u probably won't see this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8326820531615851258?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8326820531615851258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8326820531615851258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/letter-of-apology.html' title='letter of apology'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-5422772232956707440</id><published>2008-08-28T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:51:26.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new toys wanted</title><content type='html'>i have 2 new toys on my 'want' list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and iphone is out of my list! i don't want the iphone anymore. HAHA. my 3mins hotness really quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i 'scold' him for wanting to do too many things and wanting to own too many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how am i different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-5422772232956707440?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5422772232956707440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5422772232956707440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-toys-wanted.html' title='new toys wanted'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-5976036424670781855</id><published>2008-08-28T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:11:19.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>everytime i see the picture of you with black tee and specs, i can't help but wonder again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't let me see pictures of you in black tee and specs again please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first test in 2 weeks time, howwwww? i'm so sleepy everyday but time doesn't allow me to rest. in the blink of an eye, it's week 4 of school already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratch that. it's the end of week 4 already. week 5 starting already! time is really zooooming across.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-5976036424670781855?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5976036424670781855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5976036424670781855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-5195099710597602355</id><published>2008-08-27T22:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:25:11.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dry swimming</title><content type='html'>supposed to go swimming at jurong swimming complex but it rained, so we wanted to go to sengkang's one. in the end went to ur place to play 1 round of mahjong. and lost $5. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had suki buffet for dinner and it was sooooo filling until i couldn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; months tgt and i'm really happy today except for the silly misunderstand that i've been nagging u since ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black tee. specs. white top. long hair. black hair. being mia for a moment. tampines mall. starbucks. lim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i believe you? how can you prove to me that everything's alright? it's not the first time, isn't it? am i just being paranoid but is it wrong to feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. other than that i'm really happy today. at least you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; to reassure me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-5195099710597602355?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5195099710597602355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/5195099710597602355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/dry-swimming.html' title='dry swimming'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3546113018826347289</id><published>2008-08-26T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:35:42.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy</title><content type='html'>suddenly so many things to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be exact, there are so many things i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of them quite laughable. i'll think about it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightey night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3546113018826347289?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3546113018826347289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3546113018826347289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-busy.html' title='busy busy'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-6539692133588659746</id><published>2008-08-25T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T01:57:19.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-sleep post</title><content type='html'>spent the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing 20% of lab report&lt;br /&gt;copying answers for french exercise&lt;br /&gt;printing phys chem and marketing notes&lt;br /&gt;packing bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-6539692133588659746?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6539692133588659746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/6539692133588659746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/spent-night-doing-20-of-lab-report.html' title='pre-sleep post'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8311589292402951237</id><published>2008-08-24T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T01:57:06.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anti-labs</title><content type='html'>i cannot stress how much i hate labs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or worse, lab reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tian ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8311589292402951237?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8311589292402951237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8311589292402951237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-cannot-stress-how-much-i-hate-labs.html' title='anti-labs'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-8585394503735482394</id><published>2008-08-24T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T01:56:51.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of week 3</title><content type='html'>i told myself i'd study harder this sem.&lt;br /&gt;no more games this sem.&lt;br /&gt;but week 4 is coming and yet i've barely done anything.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still stuck with my first experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm dead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-8585394503735482394?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8585394503735482394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/8585394503735482394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-told-myself-id-study-harder-this-sem.html' title='end of week 3'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-1418103251833010659</id><published>2008-08-24T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T01:56:34.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diving guys are so cute =D</title><content type='html'>friday.&lt;br /&gt;you came over to my place because i was sick. i really appreciate it cuz i know u're not feeling very well either. you gave me so many hugs. so happy you remember what i said few nights ago. then we played mahjong. and u sent me home, like how i like it. really very happy on friday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today u accompanied me to church. still feeling horrible. u made me sad for a while but then everything better when u sent me home. thank you so much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the diving event for olympics for men 100m platform. some guys are just so cute! and the australian guy who won gold catched up at the last round. his dive was really really nice. and after that he cried and i really thought he looked cute. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe i just like guys who cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-1418103251833010659?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1418103251833010659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/1418103251833010659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday.html' title='diving guys are so cute =D'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3729783732369733316</id><published>2008-08-21T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T01:55:51.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chez chloe</title><content type='html'>by the way, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chez chloe&lt;/span&gt; (pronounce shay chloe) means something like "at chloe's place". it's french!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french is still as hard as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while thinking for the blog address, i went to dictionary.com to find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; word for the blog and i saw this word of the day, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;juju&lt;/span&gt;. it means magic. anybody wants some of chloe's juju?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3729783732369733316?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3729783732369733316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5294981330292801620/posts/default/3729783732369733316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezchloee.blogspot.com/2008/08/by-way-chez-chloe-means-something-like.html' title='chez chloe'/><author><name>cloeeeee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5294981330292801620.post-3092621895438533406</id><published>2008-08-21T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:06:04.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>sick once again. caught the flu. came with sorethroat with occasional headache and open-tap nose. been blowing my nose since morning and it feels horrible. bought 5 packets of tissue on top of my 2 packets of tissue and they're all gone by the time i reach home. finished 2 packets of strepsils but i only felt worse. bought one big box of regular strepsils. hope they will last me until i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played badminton with dear and his friends. the last time i played baminton was about 5 years ago. i still suck at it though, missing most of the time and still can't serve properly to the correct place. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended school pretty late and went to hougang mall to buy some sushi. my appetite was bad but i always had the mentality that i have to eat and eat. after i finished my sushi(s) i drank a packet of milo and i regretted immediately after my first sip. worsened the feeling in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bf is now playing mahjong with his friends again. mahjong has become something he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; to do every week now. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i'm feeling sick and depressed now. is it wrong to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to have someone there for me when i'm sick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5294981330292801620-3092621895438533406?l=chezchloee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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