<?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-6018805</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:47:29.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my life.</title><subtitle type='html'>Seraphim.Seraphic.Cherubim.Cherubic.Angel.Angelic</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Qeite</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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6018805.post-111650746308881372</id><published>2005-05-19T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T20:57:43.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shit happens.u can be sure that i'll always stick ard u... =) who said life's a smooth sailing journey..?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111650746308881372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111650746308881372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111650746308881372' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111640309314084780</id><published>2005-05-18T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:58:13.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>n i know i can smile.but not without u in my life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111640309314084780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111640309314084780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111640309314084780' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111626221281746615</id><published>2005-05-17T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T00:50:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my brother says that blogging is passe.he says that blogging is a fad. we should all go into pod casting now. but. i don't know how. now he's telling me that his fren's a real good blogger and he's fiddling with the comp now. he suddenly realised that he should sleep now and that it didn't really matter if his fren is a good blogger or not.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111626221281746615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111626221281746615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111626221281746615' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111565831863223125</id><published>2005-05-10T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T01:05:18.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when u start takin things fer granted.u snap at the slightest thing. u want things ur way. u stop appreciating what u used to be thankful for. u think u deserve more. u think u deserve everything. u think the whole world revolves ard u. u think everyone owes u a living. u think everyone should spare a thought for u. u think this and u think that. everything starts and ends with you.sorry dear. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111565831863223125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111565831863223125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111565831863223125' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111479690556309402</id><published>2005-04-30T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T01:48:25.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>busy busy busy.no time to blog. will be back when i've got the time. *promise</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111479690556309402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111479690556309402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111479690556309402' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111406907963878034</id><published>2005-04-21T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:37:59.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hilarious.Everybody I know who has a dog usually calls the dog names like "Rover" or "Spot". I call mine Sex.Now, Sex has been very embarrassing for me. When I went to the City Hall to renew the dog's license, I told the clerk that I would like a license for Sex. He said, "I would like to have one too!" Then I said, "But she is a dog!" He said he didn't care what she looked like. I said, "You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111406907963878034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111406907963878034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111406907963878034' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111406613113346616</id><published>2005-04-21T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T14:52:45.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>do i really attract indians..?to describe her type would be like to suscribe a model magazineher slender slim figure could trigger flames of envy immediately unsuspectingly without the use of kerosenefunny as she can be, this honey lacks ignoranceand is incredibly friendlymake no mistake she could take on what's my gaze that can be deadlyher sweetness laced with sugar coated smile inflicts </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111406613113346616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111406613113346616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111406613113346616' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111363632859663797</id><published>2005-04-16T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T15:25:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've got... emmanuel's number!!!!!life has never been so wonderful... i've actually got emmanuel's number!!! hiakss.. so anybody who's willing to name a high price for the hottie's number may just drop me a line... hhehe!!well anyway, i just got back from my orientation with fish n co. but nothing much interests me except the lunch. yea, we went down to the ever woweefyin' glasshouse n had loads </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111363632859663797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111363632859663797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111363632859663797' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111349838026475735</id><published>2005-04-15T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:06:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my boyfriend is so lucky.guess who my sweetie had an interview with today? the chef i fantasize most!!EMMANUEL STROOBANT!!!i can't believe it! he's sucha lucky boy to be able to talk to him...! gosh! n he refuses to help me to take a picture of my sexy man!! meanie!! arGhs. never mind. at least i've seen him in real as well!!! i can still recall how i gawked at him when i first met him!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111349838026475735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111349838026475735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111349838026475735' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111324294883194706</id><published>2005-04-12T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T02:31:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>n yesterdae was my best fren's birthday.happy birthday cyndi...! well, cissy elaine n i celebrated our best fren's birthday on sunday. n i can't believe that the girl who topped "i'm the latest girl" category actually happened to be one of the earliest to reach orchard...!! n me, who's always the earliest, turned out to be the latest! omg! this can't be happening..! but well, i had to get her a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111324294883194706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111324294883194706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111324294883194706' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111285537820678605</id><published>2005-04-07T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T14:32:26.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ever seen a shootin' star?There are many little chunks of rock present in space. Their sizes range typically from the size of a grain of dust to the size of a golf ball (the latter being more impressive in the night sky, but also more rare). As the Earth moves around the Sun, it will run into some of these small rocks that collide with the atmosphere at great velocities. Going through the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111285537820678605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111285537820678605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111285537820678605' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111262618784569779</id><published>2005-04-04T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T22:49:47.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh! some silly photos which i thot i'd share wif u guys. ehhethere's my dear mama who finally knew how to strike a beautiful smile in front of a camera.. look how pretty she can get!i always think i look nice in photos after taking it n deleting it again n again till i achieve a nice picture. hahan this beautiful girl whom i took a picture of some time back at starbucks tampines. her dad looks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111262618784569779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111262618784569779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111262618784569779' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111262493374686199</id><published>2005-04-04T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T22:28:53.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>n i caught the wedding date today.suckie show... typical girl hires an escort to spite the ex bf and ends up fallin in love with the escort. dOinKz. but well, make sure u watch movies till u drop dead until the end of this month bcos ticket prices r gonna go sky high wif 1 may 05 onwards..! 50c increase during weekdays n a dollar during the weekends! imagine going to the movies on a saturday n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111262493374686199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111262493374686199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111262493374686199' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111238184321246126</id><published>2005-04-02T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T02:57:23.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy belated april fool's.elaine n i were somewhere near tampines mrt station when a man came up to us.man (with his hand behind him): if i say i'm a robber n i'm gonna rob u now, would u believe me?he looks like one, no doubt. and he talks like one as well.me (tugging elaine's hands): sorry... *walks off real fast*elaine was keepin quiet all the while...man: no wait!!! aHAHa. HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111238184321246126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111238184321246126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111238184321246126' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111208106541103130</id><published>2005-03-29T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T15:27:53.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>n. i. tripped. n. kinda. fell. on. my. own.yeaps. n dat was wad happened when i was at heeren with lung. i didn't see the step in front of me n *thump* i tripped n kinda fell on my own. n lung was "huh?" "dun worry dun worry. nobody saw." n den on the escalator he had to laugh at me. fuck him. but i ended up laffing myself as well. ah.. how careless can i get. kekek. oh yea. n when we were on the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111208106541103130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111208106541103130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111208106541103130' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111176641117967716</id><published>2005-03-25T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T00:00:11.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i need company, sometimes i don'ti feel that all the time. when i need you, i'll be an irritatin' pesky fly who comes around buzzing like nobody's business and when i just wanna be alone, i simply wouldn't wan u to be around. this always happens to my family n lung, tho. somehow i need my frens all the time. eheh. but thank god these people are compromising n gives me lotsaaaaaa space </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111176641117967716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111176641117967716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111176641117967716' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111108205531736005</id><published>2005-03-18T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T01:54:59.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh. i've been busy!tadah! n i'm back. hmm...! i have officially ended my italian for beginners n i really luuuurve italian nowww...! n i so wanna carry on learning it but i gotta put the next module on hold for 2 months bcos nobody's gonna sponsor me for the course now. sigh...! n i was sooooooooooooooooooooo fuckin' dumb on wednesday becoz i thot i was werkin' n when i happily reached the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111108205531736005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111108205531736005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111108205531736005' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111043778401303412</id><published>2005-03-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T14:56:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all's over. ALL.yeaps... my edited cpm is done and ready for submission today.. phew. *heaves a sigh of relief* had a talk wif cissy on the phone last night and guess wad... she's leaving for either the univeristy of hk or the design school in london to further her studies on apparel design. i feel happy for her, really. but when i think about not being able to see her, i'm kinda sad.elaine, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111043778401303412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111043778401303412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111043778401303412' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-111030043003449826</id><published>2005-03-09T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T00:47:10.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>irritating.grr.. couldn't get my previous post up!! n it got deleted. fuck man. now i've lost all mood to write bcoz u just can't seem to express urself like how u could the first time round. wadeva the case is, i'm nevertheless still gonna type something out.well, i met layne yesterdae for linner (lunch+dinner) and i must say that it's been sucha long time since we went out! love ya babe. it was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111030043003449826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/111030043003449826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111030043003449826' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110933807298454476</id><published>2005-02-25T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T21:39:23.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wad happened to the pourcel brothers...?well in case u peeps are not aware, the pourcel brothers are actually twins, jacques pourcel n laurent pourcel who owns a 3 michelin-ed star restaurant in mont pellier, france, called Le Jardin des Sens which translated in english meaning the garden of senses. they are in fact the youngest chefs to attain a 3 michelin star in europe and they were actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110933807298454476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110933807298454476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110933807298454476' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110909405134232951</id><published>2005-02-23T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T01:40:51.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>satan's meeting.found this on my bulletin board on friendster.Satan called a worldwide conventionof demons. In his opening address he said,"We can't keep Christians from going to church.""We can't keep them from reading their Bibles and knowing the truth." "We can't even keep them from forming an intimate relationship with their Saviour." "Once they gain that connection with Jesus, our power over</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110909405134232951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110909405134232951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110909405134232951' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110909327188366309</id><published>2005-02-23T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T01:27:51.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back in action.Ciao!!     Come stai?    Io molto stanco...!Hello!  How are you?   I'm very tired...! in an informal way in Italian.Tsk tsk. peeps, you know something? i can't seem to find a breathing space in the pool of projects and assignments that are due soon! the moment i finish a certain task, i find myself having more things to complete! angela's right, bladdy tp doesn't want us to be able</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110909327188366309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110909327188366309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110909327188366309' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110855511189083205</id><published>2005-02-16T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:58:31.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>start cryin' fer meUlgh. these 3 weeks are so gonna be hell fer me... reports to be submitted one after another, week after week, presentation after presentation...! how shittie can this get. aRgh! ne'er mind. 1 mth 1 week n i'll be a free soul... for 22 mar 2005 will mark the last day of my TP school life (minus the graduation ceremony, of course). i haven't been able to get at least 3 hours of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110855511189083205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110855511189083205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110855511189083205' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110840427907393168</id><published>2005-02-15T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T02:04:39.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dang.so how was CNY for you guyss...? have u all become a l'il richer? maybe more shopping for chenchin? or more money to pay for hp bill debts like me? ehehe. well, i've just realised something. we're all gonna get our exam timetable tmr. yea, how fast eh? soon, we'll all leave this beautiful campus which diana thinks is "ying de college", and step into another stage of our lives: the working </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110840427907393168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110840427907393168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110840427907393168' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110776960365457348</id><published>2005-02-07T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T17:51:17.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>untitled.everyone seems to be at the bleakest moment in their life at this time. geez, i dun know why but i feel that way as well. i don't know why exactly i'm feeling that way tho. maybe my emotions are easily affected by the people around me? well guys, i just want all of you to be strong alright... 2005 is here, without a doubt. we should all be embracing the new year and wishing for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110776960365457348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110776960365457348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110776960365457348' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110761310781300948</id><published>2005-02-05T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T22:18:27.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm fuckin' 20ho venti anni!!! ho venti anni!!! in case u guys don't know, that means "i'm twenty!!!" in italian. so wad happened on my day? wellllll... on the eve of my birthday i was out wif the ladies (minus elaine) to dine @ sushi tei. it was adventurous days for me as the first time in 20 years of my life, i tried the red baby octopus and smelt, that fish full of roe. elgh. i'm never gonna</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110761310781300948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110761310781300948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110761310781300948' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110724503124331314</id><published>2005-02-01T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T16:03:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what's birthdays?i'm scared i'm scared i'm scared. for 3 consecutive years, something unpleasant, be it big or small, would happen during my birthday. i thought this year would be different, but no. i just sensed it. in fact, i so want to talk about it now to my best friends, but they weren't free. i'm fine with that. but i just need someone... right now, to ease my pain. but where's everybody.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110724503124331314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110724503124331314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110724503124331314' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110708014613228739</id><published>2005-01-30T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T18:15:46.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh. my whole body is aching. all thanks to napfa.read de title pls... my neck hurts, my arms hurt, my back hurts, my abs hurt, my thighs hurt, my calves hurt, all of me hurts. dat's fer not exercising fer god damn 3 years. tsk tsk! ah but just as well.. it's probably a sign to tell me dat it's time to start working out. haha.well i went to asia-pacific breweries some days back with my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110708014613228739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110708014613228739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110708014613228739' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110629805316992895</id><published>2005-01-21T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T17:00:53.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sentosa... not!gawd i feel so guilty. i was supposed to go to sentosa with cyndi, mal, cissy,  jie &amp; jack but i realised that it's my mum's birthday today and my family have organised to have dinner together to celebrate her birthday. how could i forget?u know u've been neglecting your loved one when u've forgotten the day is his/her special day.i admit. i've been neglecting my mum. sigh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110629805316992895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110629805316992895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110629805316992895' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110624090193602057</id><published>2005-01-21T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T01:08:21.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you're gone. *sniffs*gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone for 5 days. ehehEhe. yeaps, i've started to miss you hunnie. come back fast! n get me my m'sia snackies back!!anyway, it's my mum's birthday today!!! i have no idea how old she turns today, but it's definitely her special day. when midnight strucked, i skipped to her room like a little girl and pounced on her. "happy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110624090193602057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110624090193602057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110624090193602057' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110593853131355582</id><published>2005-01-17T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T13:08:51.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's the holidays...!WhOoOo! Here comes the holidays after a month of studying, celebrating xmas n new year in a school sem. well, can someone just let me know if our break is 2 or 3 weeks? cos i'm not quite sure if we're given another week of holidays for our cancelled educational trip. fill me in alright! =)anyway, i was just wondering how i'm gonna spend 5 days without the love of my life!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110593853131355582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110593853131355582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110593853131355582' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110555592221333017</id><published>2005-01-13T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T02:52:02.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i look like faye wong now.thanks wilson for the ride to my place n back to school! well, was supposed to swim with angela n liwen today but somehow liwen couldn't make it n elaine wanted to swim so eagerly that our dear friend wilson drove us back to my place to pick up an extra towel n a set of bikini for elaine!! u're a good driver willie, =). the 3 of us swam a l'il today, dedicating much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110555592221333017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110555592221333017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110555592221333017' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110526775516163339</id><published>2005-01-09T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T18:52:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sick*alright. guess wad? i'm sick. yeah. how pathetic.i just feel breathless the moment i start coughing and the point is, i'm coughing frequently so i'm feeling out-of-breath almost all the time. i tried using an inhaler but it didn't help. probably it's because i didn't know how to use it properly. sigh. let's hope and pray hard it's not gonna get any serious. I duwanna be asthmatic.... =(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110526775516163339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110526775516163339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110526775516163339' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110509374140263689</id><published>2005-01-07T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T19:08:07.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>beautiful fridayyyyy. ehehthank gawd it's friday. i have managed to get past a week again. i used to dread a new beginning of a week, you know the usual monday blues. but now it seems as tho i'm racing against time. time seems to fly real fast that when you look back n think wad u've actually done for the past week, you realise that nothing significant was done. maybe some of you out there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110509374140263689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110509374140263689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110509374140263689' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110502527062314999</id><published>2005-01-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T23:27:50.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sheesh.This is a meaningless title. Because i've got nothing to remark with a "sheesh". Ok, maybe i do. Sheesh, i can't think of a better topic to blog about.sheesh, CPM is definitely drivin' me nuts now. We consulted the guru tutor regarding our survey questions before we embarked on our expedition to survey and yea, feedbacks were given and all and she said everything would be okay so long </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110502527062314999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110502527062314999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110502527062314999' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-110474146497405735</id><published>2005-01-03T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:37:44.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in action.Ok. i'm back after 5 months of disappearance. aHaha. What have i been up to? well. it pissed me off the last time when the skins i wanted to use so much couldn't be used!!!! WTF?! n den, i stopped. Well, after chen chin and sheng's motivation, i kinda got myself back here to blog. again. Feels kinda weird, tho. hahaWelcome 2005. Whoa. What a year 2004 had been! i wouldn't wanna</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110474146497405735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/110474146497405735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110474146497405735' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-109290467274323621</id><published>2004-08-19T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T15:26:47.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've just been made a fool. Why do things go out of control just when it seemed to fall in place nicely? Why do things have to end up this way? I mean i hadn't done anything wrong to deserve all the shit i'm getting now. Do people have to take me for granted when i'm being nice to them? I just don't wanna make things difficult for everyone, but i feel as though people are making use of me so that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/109290467274323621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/109290467274323621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109290467274323621' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-109034723401640670</id><published>2004-07-21T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T02:13:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Come fly with me, let's fly let's fly away. *PlOPs dOwn onto ChaiR* I'm so tired babies... I miss school. But i dread projects. Sometimes i don't understand why there ain't something that comes around good? Like school. I love going to school but i hate those time consuming projects that comes along with it. Work. I enjoy the money coming in but i hate the inflexibility of a full-time job. Love</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/109034723401640670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/109034723401640670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109034723401640670' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-109009098121229162</id><published>2004-07-18T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T03:03:01.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's up with blogger, anyway? Pfffff. I've been tryin hard to create a new post but it just seems to load darn slow and all of a sudden, i just don't feel like blogging no more. Initially i had so many things to rant about but now, i've lost all enthusiasm. Hahaha. Ok. guess everyone's excited about me, now dat i've posted something up!! =P  Work has been going on fine fine fine for me... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/109009098121229162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/109009098121229162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109009098121229162' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108896595782912141</id><published>2004-07-05T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T02:32:37.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't figure out what's wrongSigh. I've been feeling so down in the dumps lately. What's wrong...? Yea, love sucks, indeed. Not that i'm in one relationship, but you guys should have read from my blog that i like this cutie who works in the same hotel as me. We've been hanging out together pretty often, and yea, he knows that i like him and he too, admitted that he likes me. But we're not an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108896595782912141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108896595782912141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108896595782912141' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108823040421170831</id><published>2004-06-26T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T14:13:24.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goodness mE...I finally have time to update my blog!! I miss everybody... I miss my best friends, my TP mates, my working khakis, my family, my SIP mates, even!!! I'm on the night shift for the entire week from 5pm to 1 am that i've got no chance to see my babiesssss!! How are you guys????? Good i hope...! Muacks to everybody... =)Update you guys on my life... Things been going quite well for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108823040421170831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108823040421170831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108823040421170831' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108788640186886886</id><published>2004-06-22T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T14:40:01.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Yea, It's My Off Day!I just got up. And i realised that i have actually wasted more den half of my off day!!!!!!!!! Argghs. Stupid me.. i could have wake up early in the morning to swim and lose some weight... But Ah weLl.. ferget it. Uh-huh... Last night was my first day working at Long Bar on a night shift. Time passed so much faster den it is in the day... So i'll conclude that i prefer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108788640186886886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108788640186886886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108788640186886886' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108774918694295739</id><published>2004-06-21T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T00:33:06.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good n BadI dread going to work now... and i'm lazy to type it to tell u guys why... but i'll tell u guys something good! HehehI went drinking last night with the kitchen ppl and it was crazeeeee... When the bunch of us found a place to sit, *** and i were pushed to sit together.. and i was feeling so awkward, i didn't talk much until he striked a conversation with me... Only then did we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108774918694295739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108774918694295739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108774918694295739' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108756502945589181</id><published>2004-06-18T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T21:23:49.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Day at Work...SIGH... I don't wanna talk about it... The people there sucks. N i banged my head against the spiral staircase today. Ouch. BladdY Shit. Sigh. i've got so many things to do...! Floor plans, studying the menus... Arghs...! I guess i'll just have to tolerate for 3 months...? 3 months will pass with a blink of an eye... I'm SURE... Grr.. But well... Nice things happened today </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108756502945589181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108756502945589181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108756502945589181' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108747470707838076</id><published>2004-06-17T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T20:19:16.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LAst dAy of OrieNtAtiOngee.. Finally it's over... YaY...! Can't wait to start work... Well, I'll be reporting to Long Bar @ 10am in the morning the next day... Well.. Looking all forward to it. I think Alam (the ManageR) put me in the morning shift because it's not as busy as it is in the night and i would be given more chance to learn... =) Smart and wise Choice eh..? Cos i'm not quite ready </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108747470707838076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108747470707838076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108747470707838076' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108740167762310303</id><published>2004-06-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T00:01:17.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Changed LayoutPeePs.. I've just changed my layout... Something's not quite right.. and being a complete html idiot, i can't seem to find out what's wrong... Please lve me a msg should u know how to rectify the probo okies..! Thank U.. MuaCKiESs =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108740167762310303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108740167762310303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108740167762310303' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108739087030074969</id><published>2004-06-16T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T23:58:49.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's strong?</title><summary type='text'>I Miss Working @ Banquet!!Gosh, it's only 2 days and i can't believe i nearly cried when i see my banquet khakis today...! Missed the days where we would buy Macdonald's and eat together, the days where we would work equally hard to get things done, the days where we would "eat snake" together, the days where we would laugh and enjoy ourselves while we work...!!!! I MISS YOU GUYS... ARgHs. *boO</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108739087030074969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108739087030074969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108739087030074969' title='&lt;strong&gt;What&apos;s strong?&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108730314629106113</id><published>2004-06-15T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T20:39:06.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Embarassed* *Malu*hrrms... Today was the 2nd day of our orientation. Like yesterday, it was equally boring. Hah. maybe i'm still suffering from tuesday blues eh~! LOls. well anyway, Mr Advani the Hotel Manager came in to give us a talk and he was such a perfect speaker and have such mesmerising eyes dat made Grace swoon over him... HAHAHAHHAHA... Today's Agenda...* Played Squirrel n hunter..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108730314629106113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108730314629106113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108730314629106113' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108723252217586872</id><published>2004-06-15T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T23:59:19.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1st Day of Orientation @ RAFFLESMany words to describe. Dry. Boring. Lame. Sians. Sigh. Basically what happened today was the HR Officer started the day's joke by asking us to "watch out! got coconuts! (points at the trees)" Now, how funny can that be? But anyway, i'll just take it that i'm having my monday blues and also i oni had like 3 hours of sleep? Sigh-O... Well well... lemme what we did</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108723252217586872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108723252217586872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108723252217586872' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108714518153331343</id><published>2004-06-14T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T00:46:21.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DesperadoFinding myself being envious of couples... Lols. Can't help it. Although my life i would say has been pretty fulfilling as a single, i feel that i'm lacking in some form of love n care from a close one. something that you can get only in relationships.Sorry. Suddenly i lost all mood to type. Shall continue some other time. ANyway tml is SIP... Good luck to ALL n Have fun Yah?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108714518153331343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108714518153331343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108714518153331343' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108687007595373152</id><published>2004-06-10T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T20:21:15.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FinallyWhoa. Finally i'm back blogging... Finally i have an off day... Finally i had time to dine with my mum... Finally this and finally that...! Finally SIP is here...Went out with my mum to bugis today. Tried i-dim sum~ The restaurant which offers dim-sum on a conveyor belt. =) Well... Isn't really something, 'cept that u know, a new concept. Tsk tSK... Bascially i spent 200 today, bought </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108687007595373152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108687007595373152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108687007595373152' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108637795415494237</id><published>2004-06-05T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T03:39:14.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Learning to *learn*I went down for my uniform fitting today and discussed where i'll be attached to during my 6 months at raffles hotel... Well, i'll be in Doc Cheng's for 3 months, LongBar for 2 and Banquet for 1... Pretty glad, because i discussed it over with the asst f n b director... I'm surprised he recognised me!! Haha, i've seen him ard in the hotel quite frequently and he always smiles</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108637795415494237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108637795415494237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108637795415494237' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108626959151766068</id><published>2004-06-03T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T21:33:11.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BodY shOP Freakin' CheapWahahha.. I'm so proud of Body Shop for being on sale man..! I bought alot of their hair care products bcos it was going so cheap...! Hmmm... Will look out for more of their sale itemSsS!! =PAnyways.. I've been finding lesser and lesser stuffs to talk about ever since my computer was infected with virus. SIGH-o! Altho it's fine now lar... but the excitement just died </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108626959151766068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108626959151766068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108626959151766068' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108618257868820448</id><published>2004-06-02T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T21:22:58.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LaZyMy computer was infected with some bladdy virus dun ask me wad i don't know and I'm starting to lose all interest in blogging. Cos i can't do it ALL the time. Tsk tsk. Well.. Luckily my computer is up n werkin again!! YaYz..!U all could check wif Laine man, how bladdy pissed off i was when messenger couldn't work... It was because of the virus which infected a component n again, i dunno </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108618257868820448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108618257868820448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108618257868820448' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108522375039524920</id><published>2004-05-22T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T19:02:30.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SIP Launch * Chewing Gum Is Available At All Leading Pharmacies!Whoa. The SIP session I had early this morning somehow marked the beginning of my attachment... Met up with my Liaison Officer, Amy Daga and yeaps, a pretty nice lady but somewhat long-winded, cuz' she made full use of the classroom session time and ended @ 1pm on the dot! Bladdy sh*t... Got Elaine waiting till she starved. Haha. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108522375039524920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108522375039524920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108522375039524920' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108507709185277502</id><published>2004-05-21T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T02:18:11.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sleepless NightsCan never seem to go to sleep before 2am every night. Guess I'm used to it le.. Ever since my working days @ Raffles Hotel.Guess what? I went out with the Dutch guy on Wednesday!!! Haha... With another guy n girl tho'. But they are a couple so that left us walking side by side, etc. =P We went to eat Tao's *GOSH* PleAse. Never go there. It's sarks. Big Time. The food ain't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108507709185277502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108507709185277502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108507709185277502' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108469952636655402</id><published>2004-05-16T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T17:25:26.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chicken riceHad a tiring day @ work last night... It was a western dinner, a wedding between 2 lawyers i think... And the entire ballroom was indeed decorated beautifully... Pretty friendly buncha ppl @ my table which included the wedding couple, everything went well and everything until the end of the dinner. Guess wad? They almost stripped the entire ballroom by removing the centre-pieces on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108469952636655402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108469952636655402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108469952636655402' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108454858795779872</id><published>2004-05-14T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T23:29:47.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bladdy Comp.The computer sucks. I can't stand it. Hardware problem i think... n nobody got it repaired until today...! I have so much to rant about for the past 10 days or so man... Bladdy Shit.Just realised blogger got a new look. Whoa. More kiddie tho'. HRrmMs. niwaez... Been doing a lot of shopping with the money i earned but it turned out that i've spent more than i earned... *SigH* Can't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108454858795779872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108454858795779872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108454858795779872' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-108359869327734368</id><published>2004-05-03T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T23:42:26.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Shopping Spree*Okie! Maybe I should start making it a habit to blog eh... Sigh Oh Sigh. Went shopping today when i got my pay...! Went to zara.. Bought 2 tops n a skirt... Eyeliner n vitamin E spray mist n white musk for my mum @ body shop... Lotsa snack from marks n spencer... Spent approximately $200... Which made my day!! Been quite a while since i shopped cos i work like hell. HahaHa.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108359869327734368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/108359869327734368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108359869327734368' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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-6018805.post-106768061160458589</id><published>2003-11-01T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T18:19:20.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoa. Tried my hand on this Blogging thing and find that it's rather interesting. Well. It's a Saturday and I'm just right here at home, slackin' away. Was on friendster and myspace.com, got bored and came here to type my first blog! Hehe. Well, yesterday was the first exam paper, Accounting. And yes, finally one paper down and i'm pretty confident about it. Wheeee. Oh yes. Dia and I went to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/106768061160458589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6018805/posts/default/106768061160458589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sera-phic.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106768061160458589' title=''/><author><name>Qeite</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></feed>
