<?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-2515031677640261908</id><updated>2012-01-27T23:06:07.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because i do...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5701829416907494054</id><published>2012-01-27T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:06:07.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHUoNeQCKR0/TyObydlIeEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/pbzHPgqhSWU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHUoNeQCKR0/TyObydlIeEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/pbzHPgqhSWU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702572844417316930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps i was wrong. We should never judged a person by his past record because you will never know that he has truly repented. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I got to know a colleague of mine with past record and... I really salute to this person. After knowing his story, it really motivates me to pursue on my dream. Fight for the things that you desire and "never say die!". SALUTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other thing is that... I am in deep thoughts lately. I have been thinking a lot of my career, moral, ethics... I think the world in on the grey side. There is never a absolute right or wrong. Perhaps culture and the environment we are living in has shaped our perception about what is right or wrong. But in reality, how many of us can stop the evil side of our mind from whispering to us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be frank, i can't... What i can do is to think of what is ethically and morally right when this devil  side of my mind start communicating with me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5701829416907494054?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5701829416907494054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/second-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5701829416907494054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5701829416907494054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/second-chance.html' title='Second chance'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HHUoNeQCKR0/TyObydlIeEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/pbzHPgqhSWU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7045929741567852398</id><published>2012-01-19T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T05:31:00.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkYNbIw0Ijo/TxgXGVefCDI/AAAAAAAAAxg/DeuKE9IzQVk/s1600/puzzles3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkYNbIw0Ijo/TxgXGVefCDI/AAAAAAAAAxg/DeuKE9IzQVk/s320/puzzles3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699330726049024050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess i am i am facing similar situation as i have faced in NUS. The period of time when we have to OT until 9 or 10pm to clear some stuff. Back then, my partner and i was very committed to clear as many things as we can. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But... What about this new work place? Documents lying around in those boxes that range up to year 2009.  Poor archiving system... Now, we are clearing it and this is a total mess. What's more, it is only the forth day clearing those boxes and there are people complaining about tired all that. Well... All i can say is that i don't see the commitment and sense of responsibility here. At this rate that we are going, when auditors or "special guest" come and visit this department, it is going to be deep shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7045929741567852398?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7045929741567852398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7045929741567852398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7045929741567852398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkYNbIw0Ijo/TxgXGVefCDI/AAAAAAAAAxg/DeuKE9IzQVk/s72-c/puzzles3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1556140612861675219</id><published>2012-01-01T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:26:37.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eW8VyH8sSM4/TwAWribXWOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/QQBHsXw0KZ0/s1600/fire-works-happy-new-year-2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eW8VyH8sSM4/TwAWribXWOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/QQBHsXw0KZ0/s320/fire-works-happy-new-year-2012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692574866228074722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all, I would like to wish all my friends a "Happy New Year! May 2012 be a prosperous and fruitful year for you all. :)"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Learning things through the hard way..." This phrase is so similar to most of you all right. My friend has told me about it a few days ago... Now, i do think that this apply to me too. I guess there is a big difference between internship and temporarily staff. The next time round when i apply for holiday job... It will be internship. I think there is more learning opportunity and respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why i always felt that the company that i am working in does not know how to appreciate my presence. Am  i looking for too much things in my job? I don't seems to find any sense of satisfaction in my work... :( What should i do next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1556140612861675219?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1556140612861675219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1556140612861675219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1556140612861675219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eW8VyH8sSM4/TwAWribXWOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/QQBHsXw0KZ0/s72-c/fire-works-happy-new-year-2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-4888169040608037623</id><published>2011-12-17T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T09:14:46.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVbaG0MX2Z0/TuzMnzMKS4I/AAAAAAAAAxI/3DIR-pfbr2w/s1600/beautiful-christmas-tree.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVbaG0MX2Z0/TuzMnzMKS4I/AAAAAAAAAxI/3DIR-pfbr2w/s320/beautiful-christmas-tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687145413590272898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Day is coming...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish i wish i wish... Santa, may you give me the same present that i have wished every year since a couple of years ago? Haha. *Wishing hard*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Day means another thing to me. My temporarily job is going to end soon... Happy? Sad? I have a mixed feeling. Have i ever mentioned that i am not able to take 4 modules per semester? I will have to take 2 modules instead. This means that i am going to stay for one more year. Disappointing enough...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i don't know what other job can i take in this one year so as to earn more since i am going back to school twice per week. Haiz... I have 2 ideas right now... Thinking should i proceed on with my plan??? I shall see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-4888169040608037623?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4888169040608037623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4888169040608037623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4888169040608037623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVbaG0MX2Z0/TuzMnzMKS4I/AAAAAAAAAxI/3DIR-pfbr2w/s72-c/beautiful-christmas-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7162246817754405855</id><published>2011-11-25T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T06:28:18.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Staff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HDrE3C1Pb20/Ts-lFZuaG5I/AAAAAAAAAww/PnaEnu6ua5U/s1600/Insomnia%2BRemedy%2BTemporary%2BIcon%2B-%2BSleep%2BAid%2BRecords.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HDrE3C1Pb20/Ts-lFZuaG5I/AAAAAAAAAww/PnaEnu6ua5U/s320/Insomnia%2BRemedy%2BTemporary%2BIcon%2B-%2BSleep%2BAid%2BRecords.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678939167360949138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Temp Staff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As i am trying out more and more temporary position in banks and MNCs, i get to see the ugly side of people working in the company. People talking behind bosses back, ... All kinds of things... I am definitely not going to stay here for long. This place is not suitable for me. I want to a more humanistic environment where all the good bosses are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7162246817754405855?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7162246817754405855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/temporary-staff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7162246817754405855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7162246817754405855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/temporary-staff.html' title='Temporary Staff'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HDrE3C1Pb20/Ts-lFZuaG5I/AAAAAAAAAww/PnaEnu6ua5U/s72-c/Insomnia%2BRemedy%2BTemporary%2BIcon%2B-%2BSleep%2BAid%2BRecords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3639094585359642407</id><published>2011-11-16T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T06:27:09.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good and bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JxgaQlmiakc/TsPGExFhOWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/P4A4h50gdS8/s1600/good_and_bad_egg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JxgaQlmiakc/TsPGExFhOWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/P4A4h50gdS8/s320/good_and_bad_egg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675597740615219554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to RE, i managed to found a temporarily job at Singapore Exchange Limited. I will be working from 16/11/11 till 31/12/11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, i got to say... This is not like the previous temp job that i found in NUS. I believed that during this one and a half month, i will be able to learn quite a handful of things. I am looking forward towards it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;However, this place is somehow like "OFS". Once again, i have become a loner for lunch time. NO ONE has offered me to join them for lunch. THANK U VERY MUCH. As for today, my zor zor came to my rescue. :) She flew from Outram Park MRT station to Raffles Place MRT station just to accompany me for lunch and buy a new pair of shoes. My toes is really aching. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Zor zor, owe you one. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, my blister is really... O.O I don't think i can stick the whole piece of skin back. Wonderful~ Shall endure for another 2 or 3 more days of pain... Anyway, i went to Lot 1 Mondo shop and found a pair of soft material covered shoes. I guess i will use that till my blister is completely healed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3639094585359642407?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3639094585359642407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-and-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3639094585359642407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3639094585359642407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-and-bad.html' title='Good and bad'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JxgaQlmiakc/TsPGExFhOWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/P4A4h50gdS8/s72-c/good_and_bad_egg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8347518108537076469</id><published>2011-11-14T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T07:45:16.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YnzzNdnp89o/TsE2n2nQloI/AAAAAAAAAwY/BIsu4taB5Hs/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YnzzNdnp89o/TsE2n2nQloI/AAAAAAAAAwY/BIsu4taB5Hs/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674877063766513282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting pissed off easily when my "aunt" visit me every month. Don't seems to be able to remain calm like the usual times. So.... DON'T TRY TO PISS ME OFF WHEN I AM ALREADY IN HOT TEMPER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8347518108537076469?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8347518108537076469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8347518108537076469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8347518108537076469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YnzzNdnp89o/TsE2n2nQloI/AAAAAAAAAwY/BIsu4taB5Hs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5509323530552466699</id><published>2011-11-10T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T06:37:51.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFSa4H0_8Ik/TrvgztPiJFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lcJv9cpdHe0/s1600/boring-face.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFSa4H0_8Ik/TrvgztPiJFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lcJv9cpdHe0/s320/boring-face.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673375334525969490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm bored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have not found any temp job for my vacation yet :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want to go shopping but... All my friends is busy with their work, school... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If worse case scenario, i can't find a job, i guess... I should be doing something meaningful. Go GYM? Take driving license?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haiz... Entertain me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5509323530552466699?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5509323530552466699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-bored-i-have-not-found-any-temp-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5509323530552466699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5509323530552466699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-bored-i-have-not-found-any-temp-job.html' title='I&apos;m bored'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFSa4H0_8Ik/TrvgztPiJFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lcJv9cpdHe0/s72-c/boring-face.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8814536980421875607</id><published>2011-11-03T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T00:33:54.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad sad sad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzacYI6VLFY/TrJB4n1OjTI/AAAAAAAAAwA/tHjhUBQb7dw/s1600/sigh_m.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzacYI6VLFY/TrJB4n1OjTI/AAAAAAAAAwA/tHjhUBQb7dw/s320/sigh_m.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670667321833590066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我想。。。我&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;这一次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;真的会被assignment害死了。咍~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8814536980421875607?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8814536980421875607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/sad-sad-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8814536980421875607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8814536980421875607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/11/sad-sad-sad.html' title='Sad sad sad...'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wzacYI6VLFY/TrJB4n1OjTI/AAAAAAAAAwA/tHjhUBQb7dw/s72-c/sigh_m.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-162028255503274128</id><published>2011-10-27T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:01:25.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3_8S3BFRmA/Tql-wMTGYKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/uOj3A82mYDk/s1600/unhappy-computer-key.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3_8S3BFRmA/Tql-wMTGYKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/uOj3A82mYDk/s320/unhappy-computer-key.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668200972422635682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frankly speaking, i am not very happy with my current work place. But right now, i don't think that it is the right time for me to switch job. It like "Building from scratch again...". Haiz. All i can do know is to put all those unhappiness inside me... Endure through my university life, that's it. I am going to work in an environment where the mature thinking people are. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-162028255503274128?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/162028255503274128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/thinking-about-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/162028255503274128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/162028255503274128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/thinking-about-work.html' title='Thinking about work'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3_8S3BFRmA/Tql-wMTGYKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/uOj3A82mYDk/s72-c/unhappy-computer-key.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5988948786405193546</id><published>2011-10-23T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T07:00:58.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>薛凱琪&amp;周子揚 - 唯愛 (畫皮電視劇)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ha2AcZ4FlBk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5988948786405193546?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5988948786405193546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5988948786405193546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5988948786405193546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='薛凱琪&amp;周子揚 - 唯愛 (畫皮電視劇)'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ha2AcZ4FlBk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-4775405060284472800</id><published>2011-10-06T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T01:31:53.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nt gd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jiMuZcylIk/To1mGWXVnCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/27f27fjuVKQ/s1600/frown.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jiMuZcylIk/To1mGWXVnCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/27f27fjuVKQ/s320/frown.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660292565943295010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not good. My father is hospitalized again. I wonder what's is wrong with his body? Is the doctor really helping him? Why do i feel that the medicine is not really helping? First, my father is with fever after putting the fluids into his body. Now, his face &amp;amp; body is turning red and a little swollen. Isn't it anti bacteria fluid? What is all this reaction about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been feeling good lately with all this happening. Be it that i am superstitious. There is a small moth in my room for weeks. It has not fly away or move for quite some time. Moth is usually associated with bad luck isn't it? I am soo not welcoming this moth. Can it just fly away? I don't want to kill or hurt it. Just leave. Can life be back as how it should be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope this thing can be over. I just want my family to be safe and sound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-4775405060284472800?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4775405060284472800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/nt-gd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4775405060284472800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4775405060284472800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/nt-gd.html' title='Nt gd'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jiMuZcylIk/To1mGWXVnCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/27f27fjuVKQ/s72-c/frown.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-9210170289255806151</id><published>2011-10-04T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T05:39:30.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0B0fp2MP8w/Tor9yqzuO9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/yDGTYl-2thI/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0B0fp2MP8w/Tor9yqzuO9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/yDGTYl-2thI/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659614928670964690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel so unsecured now. I want to score A for every assignments and exams. But... In reality, its not always true. How can i secure A? I want a nice transcript. Please... Get my brain and mind right.. Think as a A student. I don't have much time to waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-9210170289255806151?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9210170289255806151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/afraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/9210170289255806151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/9210170289255806151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/10/afraid.html' title='Afraid'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0B0fp2MP8w/Tor9yqzuO9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/yDGTYl-2thI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-906872761778955034</id><published>2011-09-08T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:24:43.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YCN8_ehDrY/Tmh6oQ7pSPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/q8e14pxjiCg/s1600/this-i-believe-001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YCN8_ehDrY/Tmh6oQ7pSPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/q8e14pxjiCg/s320/this-i-believe-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649900564694780146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haven't been blogging lately. Busy with every single possible assignments that will pop out anywhere. Now, i am left with 3 more assignment and 1 presentation to prepare. I hope i can complete it in time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i am doing leadership and management assignment, i don't know why i have this feeling that i wish to fast forward the time to study month. I wish to read up the book on L&amp;amp;M. This is the 1st time i have the urge to read up a book. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... Now is the period of time i have to focus on my assignment then going out. SPLS chalet? Birthday Celebration all coming at one goal? Gosh. What can i do???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to final year!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-906872761778955034?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/906872761778955034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/09/believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/906872761778955034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/906872761778955034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/09/believe.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YCN8_ehDrY/Tmh6oQ7pSPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/q8e14pxjiCg/s72-c/this-i-believe-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1066577547714713577</id><published>2011-09-01T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:42:25.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go back time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix5n41EOVKE/TmBdYD39MbI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Hkr5kYLSjcs/s1600/time.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix5n41EOVKE/TmBdYD39MbI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Hkr5kYLSjcs/s320/time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647616600660849074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel lonely walking through this path. Where are all my friends who have fought so hard with me in polytechnic? Some are graduating this year and others have partners with them. I miss all your presence. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i can turn back time, i would make a decision where i can stay with you all? Would everything change? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1066577547714713577?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1066577547714713577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/09/go-back-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1066577547714713577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1066577547714713577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/09/go-back-time.html' title='Go back time'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix5n41EOVKE/TmBdYD39MbI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Hkr5kYLSjcs/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-4973675460564434625</id><published>2011-08-31T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T05:07:25.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Medina - What Are Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-4973675460564434625?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4973675460564434625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/08/chris-medina-what-are-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4973675460564434625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4973675460564434625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/08/chris-medina-what-are-words.html' title='Chris Medina - What Are Words'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5392976796597376490</id><published>2011-08-07T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T07:23:35.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyporcrites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FLEpXpLoHo/Tj6ef-pzpnI/AAAAAAAAAvE/z6FflAyogus/s1600/132__distain_____why__bootlicking_hypocrites____img.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FLEpXpLoHo/Tj6ef-pzpnI/AAAAAAAAAvE/z6FflAyogus/s320/132__distain_____why__bootlicking_hypocrites____img.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638118055745922674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, i hate the presence of hypocrites. If you want to show me your true colour, show it in front of your guy, boss, whole group of friends. Don't just show it when there is only both of us or big shot is not around. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, if you want to act, make it real that no one will even notice how fake you are. Then, you call call yourself a true hypocrites. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do i am have meet people like you all to spoil my day? Just stay far away from me. Thank you very much, S**ker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5392976796597376490?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5392976796597376490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/08/hyporcrites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5392976796597376490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5392976796597376490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/08/hyporcrites.html' title='Hyporcrites'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FLEpXpLoHo/Tj6ef-pzpnI/AAAAAAAAAvE/z6FflAyogus/s72-c/132__distain_____why__bootlicking_hypocrites____img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3539426297564437154</id><published>2011-07-28T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T07:05:51.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Research &amp; Read Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfZs37K4_r4/TjFr-TykvGI/AAAAAAAAAu8/T-UoCNLi8Dk/s1600/researching.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfZs37K4_r4/TjFr-TykvGI/AAAAAAAAAu8/T-UoCNLi8Dk/s320/researching.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634403327025658978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some little updates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time for me to start doing research and read up for each module before everything got jammed up. But... Each time i reach home, i feel so tired. I just wish to take a nap and nothing else. Zzz... Mr Motivation, please wake me up from my never ending holiday dream. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3539426297564437154?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3539426297564437154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/research-read-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3539426297564437154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3539426297564437154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/research-read-up.html' title='Research &amp; Read Up'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfZs37K4_r4/TjFr-TykvGI/AAAAAAAAAu8/T-UoCNLi8Dk/s72-c/researching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1914914090965969803</id><published>2011-07-14T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T02:52:53.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back Into Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9J32pMXdVhs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1914914090965969803?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1914914090965969803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/way-back-into-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1914914090965969803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1914914090965969803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/way-back-into-love.html' title='Way Back Into Love'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9J32pMXdVhs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-2320008828162102972</id><published>2011-07-13T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T05:55:17.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5M7-bKZNH0/Th2QMThhakI/AAAAAAAAAu0/f6Z3rJPyFdU/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5M7-bKZNH0/Th2QMThhakI/AAAAAAAAAu0/f6Z3rJPyFdU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628813650356693570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have just recovered from cold after taking flu max panadol yesterday. Now, i am having cough with phlegm stuck in my nose. I hope i can recover fast without having to visit doctor. :) But... I have accidentally spread my germs to my mum. She is having the same symptoms as i do. But she is visiting the doctor tomorrow as there is not enough time to go down now. She could have ask my brother to send her earlier. Z...z..z... There is a lack of communication in my family... =.=&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for my personal life, well... i can't get *** out of my head. Hoping and hoping... I know it is not going to happen. Haiz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also... This is my last day of work at Terror Club for this month. Happy? Sad? Mixed Feeling? Well... I hope next month will be better when i return. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-2320008828162102972?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2320008828162102972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2320008828162102972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2320008828162102972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5M7-bKZNH0/Th2QMThhakI/AAAAAAAAAu0/f6Z3rJPyFdU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7520681076507465837</id><published>2011-07-11T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:42:50.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zuzana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPWTLXyfD08/ThsZ07-3FHI/AAAAAAAAAus/4UGjj4E3uoI/s1600/LowJacks1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPWTLXyfD08/ThsZ07-3FHI/AAAAAAAAAus/4UGjj4E3uoI/s320/LowJacks1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628120556574807154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zuzana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is my idol now. I am going to follow her daily workout one by one soon. ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7520681076507465837?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7520681076507465837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/zuzana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7520681076507465837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7520681076507465837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/zuzana.html' title='Zuzana'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPWTLXyfD08/ThsZ07-3FHI/AAAAAAAAAus/4UGjj4E3uoI/s72-c/LowJacks1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6630525667331218753</id><published>2011-07-11T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:13:13.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FdCEH8V-G4c/ThsRylgQ-FI/AAAAAAAAAuk/zMkJ44q_8v0/s1600/Pregnancy-Fitness-Workout-For-Mommy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FdCEH8V-G4c/ThsRylgQ-FI/AAAAAAAAAuk/zMkJ44q_8v0/s320/Pregnancy-Fitness-Workout-For-Mommy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628111720088139858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think for the next couple of blogs that i am posting will be related to workout. I am getting interested in doing workout and also to slim down my tummy. I need to be discipline to complete the set of workout i have planned for the day so that it will work. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Training time :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6630525667331218753?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6630525667331218753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/workout_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6630525667331218753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6630525667331218753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/workout_11.html' title='Workout'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FdCEH8V-G4c/ThsRylgQ-FI/AAAAAAAAAuk/zMkJ44q_8v0/s72-c/Pregnancy-Fitness-Workout-For-Mommy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8501017578115519363</id><published>2011-07-08T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T08:48:30.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_lvfXQI-Hs/ThcmLIvElRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/uos3zQJwtoU/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_lvfXQI-Hs/ThcmLIvElRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/uos3zQJwtoU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627008232188056850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, i think i am going to start my workout soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to get the toned and fit body shape back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM BACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me a bit of time to work this out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8501017578115519363?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8501017578115519363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/workout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8501017578115519363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8501017578115519363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/workout.html' title='Workout'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_lvfXQI-Hs/ThcmLIvElRI/AAAAAAAAAuc/uos3zQJwtoU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8151404043633924298</id><published>2011-07-07T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T19:08:38.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CxwsZGMqA5g/ThZmFfaH3lI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Iw29-uIc8i0/s1600/heidi%2Btree%2Bwith%2Bsparkles.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CxwsZGMqA5g/ThZmFfaH3lI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Iw29-uIc8i0/s320/heidi%2Btree%2Bwith%2Bsparkles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626797028962459218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think i have been staying inside my comfort zone for too long. It's time for me to try out something new?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This question have been inside my brain for quite some time. Yes or No? Do i have the courage to face this all over again? I wish to give it a try even thought i know there will be no good ending for it. Haha. Well... I don't know what to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8151404043633924298?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8151404043633924298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8151404043633924298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8151404043633924298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/something-new.html' title='Something new'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CxwsZGMqA5g/ThZmFfaH3lI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Iw29-uIc8i0/s72-c/heidi%2Btree%2Bwith%2Bsparkles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6163183443617789719</id><published>2011-06-26T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T07:22:26.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtgZZkns19s/TgdAjSW6wrI/AAAAAAAAAuE/N3g3z3Hz13c/s1600/valentines_day_cupids-13176.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtgZZkns19s/TgdAjSW6wrI/AAAAAAAAAuE/N3g3z3Hz13c/s320/valentines_day_cupids-13176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622533634762916530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shower me with all the love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6163183443617789719?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6163183443617789719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/06/cupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6163183443617789719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6163183443617789719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/06/cupid.html' title='Cupid'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtgZZkns19s/TgdAjSW6wrI/AAAAAAAAAuE/N3g3z3Hz13c/s72-c/valentines_day_cupids-13176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3990241034223621225</id><published>2011-06-22T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T04:45:46.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCnd2wjrEnI/TgHQ-pH-BxI/AAAAAAAAAt8/y-QbcjQd0B0/s1600/had-enough2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCnd2wjrEnI/TgHQ-pH-BxI/AAAAAAAAAt8/y-QbcjQd0B0/s320/had-enough2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621003584544835346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had enough from this colleague of mine. I think that our working style is very different and will never be the same. I should not be working with kind of people. He almost got me into trouble and break my rice bowl. What's wrong with him?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Late for work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Sleep during work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Not carrying out his job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Using laptop while on duty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Stay inside the Air con room and chat with other staff when he see no one in the pool at that point of time. Eyes not looking at the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This colleague has seriously throw all my face away. I will not sit beside him while on duty. I don't want to be implicated by him. I HATE TO WORK WITH HIM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3990241034223621225?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3990241034223621225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/06/annoying-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3990241034223621225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3990241034223621225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/06/annoying-people.html' title='Annoying People'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCnd2wjrEnI/TgHQ-pH-BxI/AAAAAAAAAt8/y-QbcjQd0B0/s72-c/had-enough2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1259599032708880562</id><published>2011-06-18T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T07:39:06.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4X3pGKLBJBc/Tfy1nJQUoAI/AAAAAAAAAt0/PJ9iUISfjgI/s1600/change-your-life-30.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4X3pGKLBJBc/Tfy1nJQUoAI/AAAAAAAAAt0/PJ9iUISfjgI/s320/change-your-life-30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619566119155441666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always felt that my life is like a race. I wanted to complete my studies as soon as possible and embark on a journey that i have always look upon for my career. I wish to start building my career when i am young till the very last day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, J ask me. What's the rush? You got time to complete all this one by one. You are still in the early 20s, you still have a long journey ahead. Y think so too that i am rushing my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe they are right. I keep pressing myself to achieve this asap and complete it fast. I am always rushing for time and unconsciously, give stress and pressure to myself. I think that i should learn to let everything flow smoothly by itself, enjoy the process. Ultimately, i will reach my destiny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1259599032708880562?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1259599032708880562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/06/race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1259599032708880562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1259599032708880562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/06/race.html' title='Race'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4X3pGKLBJBc/Tfy1nJQUoAI/AAAAAAAAAt0/PJ9iUISfjgI/s72-c/change-your-life-30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6973100071670642344</id><published>2011-05-28T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T05:43:44.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57nQTeJ5smo/TeDgh81sHEI/AAAAAAAAAto/5ypnfzhQpEA/s1600/g.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57nQTeJ5smo/TeDgh81sHEI/AAAAAAAAAto/5ypnfzhQpEA/s320/g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611732009575259202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is a terrible day at Terror Club. Things just got out of hand and something terrible happened. As a lifeguard, it is our job to ensure that the rules and regulations are closely followed and most importantly, ensure the safety of all pool users. But today, i failed. I felt so guilty.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happen today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As there are too many kids standing on the lane divider, L and I decided to remove the lane divider and a quarrel broke out. As L is retrieving the lane divider, one of the father confronted L. He asked why remove the lane divider and why can't kids stand on the lane divider all the stuff. This conversation got hot and things got out of hand. The father started telling my friend off and use words such as "Bastard", "Fuck off"... In the end, 3 of them went inside the ID Checker Room for confrontation. I was left alone in the pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not the worse case. Both the daughter and the son of this father was pulling the lane divider, wanting to set it back. I had to hold the line divider roller to prevent it from falling into the pool. If this line divider roller drop into the pool, i cannot imagine what will happen. It is at the deep end of the pool, i don't know how are we going to remove it from the water. This has seriously obstructed my job. I am at the deep end, the kids are at the shallow end without lifeguard close supervision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things that i don't want to happen, happened. Someone was drowning. She was 12 and saved by the friends. She then went to the toilet and started vomiting. AND i wasn't informed until i overheard their conversation that someone drowned. By the time L can return back to his work and i am free from holding on to the roller, i managed to find out which girl was close to drowning and attended to her. When i got to know her condition, i am seriously afraid that she is suffering from secondary drowning. I bring her to J to decide whether she has to be send to hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At that point, my heart is totally shattered. I felt so guilty towards this girl that i could have save if not because of this stupid thing. I would have realize someone is drowning. After she was sent to the hospital by the ambulance, J tapped my shoulder to ask if i'm alright. I don't why, my tears broke out. I couldn't hold it anymore. This is the first time i felt so guilty in my entire life. A life could have been lost in front of me. I felt that i didn't do a good job. I know how it feels like when you are drowning and no one save you. I was drowned 3 times when i was young. I don't want anyone to die in my hand. J keep telling me it's ok, it's not my fault all that... I just couldn't stop feeling guilty. My hands was trembling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's not the end. L and I have to write report on what happen. Meanwhile, the other 2 lifeguards for evening shift start work. Another face to face confrontation broke out with the father. His daughter is wearing non swimming attire and he throw her inside the pool. A talk to him nicely that he should know the rules and he talked back. He then look for A again wanted to confront him. J has to stop him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This thing goes on until Auxiliary Police came to take over the situation. I don't know what will happen once the management handle this case. I don't know will i get into trouble or will he be banned from Terror Club. Before i left, J called the father of the victim and assure me that she is not suffering from secondary drowning. Thank god. I would never forget myself if anything happen to her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6973100071670642344?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6973100071670642344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6973100071670642344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6973100071670642344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57nQTeJ5smo/TeDgh81sHEI/AAAAAAAAAto/5ypnfzhQpEA/s72-c/g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1170900619818196275</id><published>2011-05-18T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T06:50:43.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RyTfoYalpRc/TdPM5nsQ52I/AAAAAAAAAtg/gE92Wm_1UjA/s1600/black_and_white_cats-1541.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RyTfoYalpRc/TdPM5nsQ52I/AAAAAAAAAtg/gE92Wm_1UjA/s320/black_and_white_cats-1541.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608051251285649250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think i got myself too involved in the drama show that i am watching. I am very pissed by the main actor actions and thinking. As a undercover cop, he shouldn't have declare his love to his lover and start the relationship which will obstruct his work. This is so unprofessional. He don't deserve the chance to be a undercover cop at all. His thinking is so biased.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who are reading this may think that i am crazy but it's just my instinct and principles towards what a cop should or should not do. Alright, shouldn't talk more about it. Annoyed now. I am going off to bed soon. Back to reality now, everyday i have to work, work and work till the end of this month... *Yawn*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1170900619818196275?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1170900619818196275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1170900619818196275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1170900619818196275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/drama.html' title='Drama'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RyTfoYalpRc/TdPM5nsQ52I/AAAAAAAAAtg/gE92Wm_1UjA/s72-c/black_and_white_cats-1541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8594170088159606571</id><published>2011-05-15T06:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T06:43:05.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4REUI3dTmtE/Tc_WyRGA2EI/AAAAAAAAAtY/YstdT32XP04/s1600/daylight-savings-time-20101.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4REUI3dTmtE/Tc_WyRGA2EI/AAAAAAAAAtY/YstdT32XP04/s320/daylight-savings-time-20101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606936220169984066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I believed that if we can go back to the past, we will not have done silly actions or make a decision that we will not regret now. However, we have to accept the fact that we can't go back to the past and can only move forward. I blogging this is not because of the wrong decision i make a year back but a decision that caused pain and sadness to my close friend. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how is he now. Had he find his passion back again in another place? Had he forgive everything that happened? I miss this close friend of mine. I know we are no longer in a same team, i hope you will be happy now for what ever things that you are going to do. All the best :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8594170088159606571?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8594170088159606571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8594170088159606571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8594170088159606571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4REUI3dTmtE/Tc_WyRGA2EI/AAAAAAAAAtY/YstdT32XP04/s72-c/daylight-savings-time-20101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8700615814548966391</id><published>2011-05-14T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:54:49.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtRlgBffHY4/Tc6_hnLl8oI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/0gPlnn2SmBU/s1600/dentist-cartoon.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtRlgBffHY4/Tc6_hnLl8oI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/0gPlnn2SmBU/s320/dentist-cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606629170297041538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, i took the courage to remove my wisdom tooth today. I was so afraid and anxious the day before and while i am waiting for my turn this morning. I was afraid of the pain and the after effect. Thank goodness, after injection, i can't feel a single thing. I didn't even know that the dentist had remove the tooth out. Haha. All i know was the shaking of my tooth. It is a simple extraction that last for about 5mins? Before that the dentist was asking me if i want to remove the other one as well. I was thinking... Crazy, how would i be able to eat if i remove both together? In addition, i was going to have my dinner with SPLS ppl. at Aston.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after my first 2 painkiller i ate when i reached home this afternoon, i had not touch on it after that. I hope that i will not feel any pain or swelling for the rest of the days until it fully recovered. Pls... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: *Thank goodness, i had no difficulties eating my dinner at Aston*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8700615814548966391?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8700615814548966391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/wisdom-tooth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8700615814548966391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8700615814548966391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/wisdom-tooth.html' title='Wisdom tooth'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtRlgBffHY4/Tc6_hnLl8oI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/0gPlnn2SmBU/s72-c/dentist-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5425392901795694054</id><published>2011-05-11T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T05:39:11.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MguW2JvSXLg/TcqCB26DBhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/mXAnbpbpjH4/s1600/new-direction.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MguW2JvSXLg/TcqCB26DBhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/mXAnbpbpjH4/s320/new-direction.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605435654646466066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm getting tired after close to two years of lifeguarding, maybe it is time for me to change a new job. The "feel" is slowly diminishing and it seems that i starting to develop a phobia working as lifeguard. After all, i am Gen Y baby, also known as a job hopper. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am seriously considering taking up the job that WT told me about few days back. However, this job requires me to work on every weekend. Can i? I don't know. Haiz. It seems hard to find a flexible job outside now. What to do... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5425392901795694054?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5425392901795694054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5425392901795694054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5425392901795694054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-job.html' title='New Job?'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MguW2JvSXLg/TcqCB26DBhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/mXAnbpbpjH4/s72-c/new-direction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7465231958232671838</id><published>2011-05-06T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T07:18:55.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st sem over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UNrap_VATDo/TcQBZyolY0I/AAAAAAAAAtA/38-rQqIH2Pc/s1600/success_baby.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UNrap_VATDo/TcQBZyolY0I/AAAAAAAAAtA/38-rQqIH2Pc/s320/success_baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603605378956092226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, this semester is over! Out of the four papers that i took, i could say that ER is the one that i am most concerned about. As for the other three, i am pretty confident that i would be able to secure at least a pass. Well, i shouldn't have relied on the stupid lecturer to spot topic for ER. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not dissatisfied with him because of the spotting of topic, it is his stupid comment. After i read through the comment made by the RMIT marker for my individual ER assignment, i seriously hate this local lecturer. When i showed him my essay, he said that it is ok. I have met the requirement, there is no need to change or edit it. Thanks to his comment, i got 27/40. I seriously don't know why this lecturer exist. You are seriously strewing up our grades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for HMT and HR, thank goodness, i managed to secured distinction. :) Now, i can pray that i will clear all this four modules at one shot and move on. I want to get my certificate soon. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7465231958232671838?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7465231958232671838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/1st-sem-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7465231958232671838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7465231958232671838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/05/1st-sem-over.html' title='1st sem over!'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UNrap_VATDo/TcQBZyolY0I/AAAAAAAAAtA/38-rQqIH2Pc/s72-c/success_baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6272032253615927643</id><published>2011-04-23T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T11:07:30.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battlefield</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bpy9ouXI2A/TbMTeOqHBDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ClAnPcKl2eg/s1600/jia_you.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bpy9ouXI2A/TbMTeOqHBDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ClAnPcKl2eg/s320/jia_you.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598840171803378738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From this coming Monday onwards, I will be on the battle field for 2 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am i fully armed? I don't really think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pray that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ER: Please test on those questions that our lecturer spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HRM: I feel so much like burning the whole textbook and drink it as "fu shui". Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Price and Market: You are the paper that i am most confident in, please let me score high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HMT:  @_@ More to memorise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please please please, let me clear all the modules at one shot. *Pray*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6272032253615927643?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6272032253615927643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/battlefield.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6272032253615927643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6272032253615927643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/battlefield.html' title='Battlefield'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bpy9ouXI2A/TbMTeOqHBDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ClAnPcKl2eg/s72-c/jia_you.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7866422078467775556</id><published>2011-04-14T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T07:03:48.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FZB-Lkt9gQI/Tab-AFp7GAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/d1TpmfP2yxo/s1600/mathsexam.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FZB-Lkt9gQI/Tab-AFp7GAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/d1TpmfP2yxo/s320/mathsexam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595438864525891586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annoyed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of going through question that you do not think will come out in exam? You could have spent the time providing us a more complete and detail answer isn't it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i am seriously stuck on how to answer those anticipated question that will appear in exam. Fed up. Another day wasted finding answer than studying and memorizing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7866422078467775556?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7866422078467775556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/annoyed-whats-point-of-going-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7866422078467775556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7866422078467775556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/annoyed-whats-point-of-going-through.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FZB-Lkt9gQI/Tab-AFp7GAI/AAAAAAAAAsw/d1TpmfP2yxo/s72-c/mathsexam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7685767439501496987</id><published>2011-04-11T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T07:22:42.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d6--5GdoY0/TaMNk8KJrvI/AAAAAAAAAso/bCBjPuOh11g/s1600/piggy-financial-crisis2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d6--5GdoY0/TaMNk8KJrvI/AAAAAAAAAso/bCBjPuOh11g/s320/piggy-financial-crisis2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594330090399444722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm super dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7685767439501496987?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7685767439501496987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7685767439501496987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7685767439501496987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/dead.html' title='DEAD'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d6--5GdoY0/TaMNk8KJrvI/AAAAAAAAAso/bCBjPuOh11g/s72-c/piggy-financial-crisis2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-2037425043290280252</id><published>2011-04-04T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T02:45:44.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Information Overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UonFlZ57hAE/TZmRW-wbDsI/AAAAAAAAAsg/j6abIoKuwq0/s1600/Conquering_Enterprise_Information_Overload_SM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UonFlZ57hAE/TZmRW-wbDsI/AAAAAAAAAsg/j6abIoKuwq0/s320/Conquering_Enterprise_Information_Overload_SM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591660236346429122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Information Overload&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today isn't a good day to study. I don't seems to remember or absorb anything that i have read on Human Resource Management for the past few hours. I don't even understand what the whole topic is trying to convey. I'm dead. *Let's just burn the book  and drink it*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe i should try reading the TB for greater understanding instead? Whatever it is... I just want to get over it and enjoy my holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr Time, will you fast forward this 2 years quickly? I just want to get my degree certificate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-2037425043290280252?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2037425043290280252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/information-overload.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2037425043290280252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2037425043290280252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/information-overload.html' title='Information Overload'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UonFlZ57hAE/TZmRW-wbDsI/AAAAAAAAAsg/j6abIoKuwq0/s72-c/Conquering_Enterprise_Information_Overload_SM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8905663659718667740</id><published>2011-04-01T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T08:33:29.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zs-JzHp3cDY/TZXuxVDO92I/AAAAAAAAAsY/UXYZ3I8AHd8/s1600/money-tree.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zs-JzHp3cDY/TZXuxVDO92I/AAAAAAAAAsY/UXYZ3I8AHd8/s320/money-tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590637043682047842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Money Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i wish there is such thing called the "Money Tree" that can help me grow money and all i need to do is to... HARVEST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to topic. Finally, my account is not so pathetic as it were 6 months ago. Trying to earn back every single certs again. The morale of the story is... Be thrifty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fen: Jia you jia you jia you!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8905663659718667740?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8905663659718667740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/money-tree.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8905663659718667740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8905663659718667740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/04/money-tree.html' title='Money Tree'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zs-JzHp3cDY/TZXuxVDO92I/AAAAAAAAAsY/UXYZ3I8AHd8/s72-c/money-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3768441974200923171</id><published>2011-03-30T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T05:40:36.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl5S39q9GRc/TZMi0Wg_ibI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/WQP7J7PcIhE/s1600/Freedom-online_shopping.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl5S39q9GRc/TZMi0Wg_ibI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/WQP7J7PcIhE/s320/Freedom-online_shopping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589849845289421234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Online Shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoho. I bought 3 t-shirts and a L size PVA Towel in Gmarket this 2 days. I think i have spent about $40 currently? Alright, I should stop spending now. Haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this PVA towel that i bought a few minutes ago is really worth it! It is only $6.90 plus free shipping!!! If you were to buy it outside, it would probably cost about $20 and more? Seriously... MUST GRAB! Apart from that, I managed to get a blue colour towel too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please mail it fast! Awaiting~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3768441974200923171?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3768441974200923171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/online-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3768441974200923171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3768441974200923171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/online-shopping.html' title='Online Shopping'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl5S39q9GRc/TZMi0Wg_ibI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/WQP7J7PcIhE/s72-c/Freedom-online_shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-2745515290565909464</id><published>2011-03-27T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T04:43:31.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind your words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJ9ped3B2HM/TY8ic3PtqJI/AAAAAAAAAsI/tRwhjWcuwEk/s1600/Picture1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJ9ped3B2HM/TY8ic3PtqJI/AAAAAAAAAsI/tRwhjWcuwEk/s320/Picture1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588723541851613330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't care which country you are from, watch what you are saying in front of the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Respect others, respect yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-2745515290565909464?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2745515290565909464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/mind-your-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2745515290565909464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2745515290565909464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/mind-your-words.html' title='Mind your words'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJ9ped3B2HM/TY8ic3PtqJI/AAAAAAAAAsI/tRwhjWcuwEk/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7659577594577118236</id><published>2011-03-26T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T06:51:03.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mango Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUqbe6nWhmw/TY3ups_hQII/AAAAAAAAAr4/FNflIexfSBk/s1600/1214224140967_Mango_tree_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUqbe6nWhmw/TY3ups_hQII/AAAAAAAAAr4/FNflIexfSBk/s320/1214224140967_Mango_tree_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588385112856281218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An 80 years old tree in Terror Club has been cut down to turn the empty space into dining area. It's a pity isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well... I think Terror Club is going to renovate bit by bit soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it is the swimming pool turn, i think i will be out of job soon? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7659577594577118236?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7659577594577118236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/mango-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7659577594577118236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7659577594577118236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/mango-tree.html' title='Mango Tree'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUqbe6nWhmw/TY3ups_hQII/AAAAAAAAAr4/FNflIexfSBk/s72-c/1214224140967_Mango_tree_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-791751405466685143</id><published>2011-03-26T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T06:46:46.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2UMOLI4reSI/TY3txGXc1hI/AAAAAAAAAro/1K2CrDP6jjI/s320/imgkids_in_play_pool_-_cartoon.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588384140414998034" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When kids starts playing with you in the swimming pool, it is... HECTIC !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ECeLIk4wyGU/TY3t9yDCFmI/AAAAAAAAArw/A8wtc1LxskM/s320/cartoon-girl-swimming-underwater-small.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588384358298949218" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially when the girls starts screaming. It is so high pitch!!! :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-791751405466685143?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/791751405466685143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/791751405466685143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/791751405466685143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2UMOLI4reSI/TY3txGXc1hI/AAAAAAAAAro/1K2CrDP6jjI/s72-c/imgkids_in_play_pool_-_cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1008459275216698316</id><published>2011-03-21T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T08:19:01.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6xN4rXj200/TYdqpxCFL8I/AAAAAAAAArg/LHnnaDPq-UY/s1600/Quiet-Please-Itty-Bitty-Phonics-Reader-N5502_XL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6xN4rXj200/TYdqpxCFL8I/AAAAAAAAArg/LHnnaDPq-UY/s320/Quiet-Please-Itty-Bitty-Phonics-Reader-N5502_XL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586551128545636290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe i should not keep quiet and act as nothing has happened anymore. I can't control my temper anymore if i keep enduring all this things that irritates me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My "kind" neighbor upstairs is seriously testing my patience. All the dragging of chairs, running around like an elephant and knocking of stuff from day to night is seriously killing me. How to take a good nap, study and take a break with all this noise. I will lodge a complain to town council soon. My patience has run out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...  I HAD ENOUGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1008459275216698316?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1008459275216698316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/silent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1008459275216698316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1008459275216698316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/silent.html' title='Silent'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6xN4rXj200/TYdqpxCFL8I/AAAAAAAAArg/LHnnaDPq-UY/s72-c/Quiet-Please-Itty-Bitty-Phonics-Reader-N5502_XL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3928557743707473791</id><published>2011-03-20T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T06:54:12.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelling Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--uZ57XbOI7o/TYYFvbaYImI/AAAAAAAAArI/EpQBTUWSOsU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--uZ57XbOI7o/TYYFvbaYImI/AAAAAAAAArI/EpQBTUWSOsU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586158700170060386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I enjoyed working at Terror Club today. YL and i have been chatting with for hours while on duty. We were sharing all those funny stories we had experienced in our life and the animals we had kept as pet in the past. Today, Laughters and Jokes have filled the empty swimming pool for the whole day. :) Then, Terrace came to chat with us for hours!!! Omg. He has really enjoyed his life to the fullest. He has been to many countries such as Paris, France and Australia for backpacking when he was young. He is really brave! I wish that i could travel around like him too. I wish to see the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3928557743707473791?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3928557743707473791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/travelling-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3928557743707473791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3928557743707473791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/travelling-around.html' title='Travelling Around'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--uZ57XbOI7o/TYYFvbaYImI/AAAAAAAAArI/EpQBTUWSOsU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-9115933913396549588</id><published>2011-03-12T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T06:22:01.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blister Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFWIlri8kF0/TXt_G1a86EI/AAAAAAAAArA/aXU9nJrb3xM/s1600/206410617_19d6ae654f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFWIlri8kF0/TXt_G1a86EI/AAAAAAAAArA/aXU9nJrb3xM/s320/206410617_19d6ae654f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583195918451927106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, went out shopping with Head and partner. We have been eating and eating and eating! OMG. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for shopping, I was attracted to the light and nice jacket at New Look. But guess how much was it? $49.90! =.= I hope that the price will drop and drop... Until it is within my budget. Hehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, the songs that i heard and the drama that i watched seems to have an hidden meaning. it seems to be encouraging me to move on and believe in myself. That's so incredible right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-9115933913396549588?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9115933913396549588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/blister-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/9115933913396549588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/9115933913396549588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/blister-day.html' title='Blister Day'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFWIlri8kF0/TXt_G1a86EI/AAAAAAAAArA/aXU9nJrb3xM/s72-c/206410617_19d6ae654f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-460988099867117920</id><published>2011-03-06T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:52:09.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diarrhea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNFoc3buWeo/TXRUSKEE1RI/AAAAAAAAAqw/9JiPzMbm-wQ/s1600/toilet_running150.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNFoc3buWeo/TXRUSKEE1RI/AAAAAAAAAqw/9JiPzMbm-wQ/s320/toilet_running150.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581178509134714130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully, this week is a better week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I regret eating that bowl of noodle last Saturday that caused me to run to the toilet for the whole night. Not only do i have to run to the toilet, i have to endure the stomach discomfort and pain. Seriously, am i suffering from food poisoning? I have been trying to stop it with bao jian wan and some Chinese oil to rub my stomach. Thank goodness it works. My diarrhea stopped the following morning. Now, i am still left with little bit of stomach pain. Heal heal heal!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other thing i felt happy was... My friend is going to POP soon. Her dream job is not just a dream now but a reality. So, when is mine? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-460988099867117920?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/460988099867117920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/diarrhea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/460988099867117920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/460988099867117920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/diarrhea.html' title='Diarrhea'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNFoc3buWeo/TXRUSKEE1RI/AAAAAAAAAqw/9JiPzMbm-wQ/s72-c/toilet_running150.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5564678042767599041</id><published>2011-02-27T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T05:47:18.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGjCNbpqncw/TWs7R2VnszI/AAAAAAAAAqo/vbr4VhmcPws/s1600/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGjCNbpqncw/TWs7R2VnszI/AAAAAAAAAqo/vbr4VhmcPws/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578617741258502962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why are you doing this to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5564678042767599041?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5564678042767599041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5564678042767599041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5564678042767599041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGjCNbpqncw/TWs7R2VnszI/AAAAAAAAAqo/vbr4VhmcPws/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-4963226669270501017</id><published>2011-02-22T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:57:20.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish Services</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMLaGX4tFDE/TWS7t-GX9qI/AAAAAAAAAqg/xWfcUDlVCkY/s1600/www_Sticker_Tk_kiss_my_ass-727972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMLaGX4tFDE/TWS7t-GX9qI/AAAAAAAAAqg/xWfcUDlVCkY/s320/www_Sticker_Tk_kiss_my_ass-727972.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576788637029758626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so not happy with the services provided by SIM Photocopy Room staff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We as the students here don't owe you anything. You don't have to show us your black face and rude to us. If you are not happy with your job here in the Photocopy Room, quit your job. Don't vent your anger on us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please brush up your services and be more helpful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;KNS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-4963226669270501017?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4963226669270501017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/rubbish-services.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4963226669270501017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4963226669270501017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/rubbish-services.html' title='Rubbish Services'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMLaGX4tFDE/TWS7t-GX9qI/AAAAAAAAAqg/xWfcUDlVCkY/s72-c/www_Sticker_Tk_kiss_my_ass-727972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-620721386075822187</id><published>2011-02-20T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T05:49:24.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKyHyvpgY0k/TWEZH_NSvlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/arvGPC_Ypj4/s1600/alone%2Bin%2Bsand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKyHyvpgY0k/TWEZH_NSvlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/arvGPC_Ypj4/s320/alone%2Bin%2Bsand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575765438678351442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 months ago, i have screwed up my life. I made a decision that i have to bear the consequences thereafter. Have i regretted? The answer is yes. But if i proceed on with my decision, will i have any regrets in the later part of my life? Yes, i do. It's seems so contradicting right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, i want to fix my life back to its original state but i am lack of confidence. This has reminded me "The greater you climb, the harder you fall". If you are easily contented, you wouldn't find life so difficult. I certainly believed in it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone said that i seems like a seasoned student. I know where to look for resources and more. How should i answer the question? How can i tell the person that i choose to carry a great responsibility that i can't afford to screw up in this 2 years? How can i tell him that i only have 2 years to complete my last education before i can really go back to fulfill my dream? No matter 2 years later where i am, with the cert with me, i know i can do a lot more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This motivation that i got from my dream and the fall i had has really push me far. I dare not to loosen myself up. I am constantly aware that any wrong moves i make will screw my dream up. Please let this 2 years be a quick one for me, just like how i survived through NUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not let my fire turn into ash. Each day, i must get stronger and stronger!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-620721386075822187?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/620721386075822187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/responsibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/620721386075822187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/620721386075822187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/responsibility.html' title='Responsibility'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKyHyvpgY0k/TWEZH_NSvlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/arvGPC_Ypj4/s72-c/alone%2Bin%2Bsand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3821615203805125024</id><published>2011-02-10T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:54:25.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TVTA7umA6bI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/OZWG5b-OWR0/s1600/thinking%2Bof%2Bu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TVTA7umA6bI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/OZWG5b-OWR0/s320/thinking%2Bof%2Bu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572290771316435378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3821615203805125024?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3821615203805125024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/thinking-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3821615203805125024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3821615203805125024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of you'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TVTA7umA6bI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/OZWG5b-OWR0/s72-c/thinking%2Bof%2Bu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5913462492457252890</id><published>2011-02-08T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T05:19:55.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TVFBwiEKqlI/AAAAAAAAAqI/gZyIW8_ZSQQ/s1600/ice_cubes_openphoto.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TVFBwiEKqlI/AAAAAAAAAqI/gZyIW8_ZSQQ/s320/ice_cubes_openphoto.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571306516067822162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grant my wish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be numb until the day i can put a full stop to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5913462492457252890?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5913462492457252890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/numb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5913462492457252890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5913462492457252890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/numb.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TVFBwiEKqlI/AAAAAAAAAqI/gZyIW8_ZSQQ/s72-c/ice_cubes_openphoto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5440265737949525300</id><published>2011-02-06T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T06:23:14.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoot me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TU6uki3PXvI/AAAAAAAAAqA/B0USA6GGwoY/s1600/dead_heart-1782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TU6uki3PXvI/AAAAAAAAAqA/B0USA6GGwoY/s320/dead_heart-1782.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570581731960905458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shoot me! And i will be dead! Awwww~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Cute bah?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5440265737949525300?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5440265737949525300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/shoot-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5440265737949525300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5440265737949525300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/shoot-me.html' title='Shoot me'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TU6uki3PXvI/AAAAAAAAAqA/B0USA6GGwoY/s72-c/dead_heart-1782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7261877649018398129</id><published>2011-02-05T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T00:21:19.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TU0H_BqvZ_I/AAAAAAAAApw/55kmlNGJ4Jk/s1600/rabbit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TU0H_BqvZ_I/AAAAAAAAApw/55kmlNGJ4Jk/s320/rabbit.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570117093488027634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rabbit Year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish that everything will be back on track. Let this 2 year be a quick one and get my certificate. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing everyone here, Gong Hei Fai Choi. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7261877649018398129?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7261877649018398129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/rabbit-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7261877649018398129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7261877649018398129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/rabbit-year.html' title='Rabbit Year'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TU0H_BqvZ_I/AAAAAAAAApw/55kmlNGJ4Jk/s72-c/rabbit.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7119232408132666126</id><published>2011-02-01T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:51:48.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TUgoZzYaTUI/AAAAAAAAApk/SIhnytxIrUw/s1600/Photo0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TUgoZzYaTUI/AAAAAAAAApk/SIhnytxIrUw/s320/Photo0059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568745362998054210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st drowning case at at Terror Club on 01-02-11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 mother frogs has went into the baby pool to lay its eggs all over. To reduce the risk of putting all the eggs into one basket, the 2 mother frogs has proceed on to lay eggs at the deep pool. They started laying eggs at the shallow end of the deep pool and slowly... To the center of the deep pool. Unfortunately, due to certain circumstances, the mother frogs did not manage to get out of the water after laying the eggs all over the pool. Has it died of drowning? Or has it died of hard labor? The death of this two mother frogs is unknown. By the time they were discovered, their dead body was found laying upside down at the center of the deep pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As a result of their inconsiderate behavior of laying eggs in the pool, 2 poor lifeguard have to go around cleaning the eggs and the dead body of the 2 mother frogs. First, it was using a pipe to suck the eggs out from the baby pool. This was followed by using a net to scoop out all the eggs found in the deep pool. The dead body of the mother frogs were found to be bloated. So, has it really died from drowning? Or is the pool to deep for them to get out? But it is regarded as natural death. Case closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reporting from Fen (News writer &amp;amp; PT Lifeguard) ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7119232408132666126?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7119232408132666126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/drowning-case.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7119232408132666126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7119232408132666126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/02/drowning-case.html' title='Drowning Case'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TUgoZzYaTUI/AAAAAAAAApk/SIhnytxIrUw/s72-c/Photo0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-220183891680735600</id><published>2011-01-29T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T02:30:17.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Up Pls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TUPrtrp9RSI/AAAAAAAAApc/reERvJcDtUY/s1600/Old_Lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TUPrtrp9RSI/AAAAAAAAApc/reERvJcDtUY/s320/Old_Lady.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567552734405412130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm such as failure. Even an old lady cut my que.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus... Don't always say that it is the youngster not showing respect to the senior citizen. HAHA!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-220183891680735600?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/220183891680735600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/que-up-pls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/220183891680735600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/220183891680735600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/que-up-pls.html' title='Que Up Pls.'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TUPrtrp9RSI/AAAAAAAAApc/reERvJcDtUY/s72-c/Old_Lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7274551000281189803</id><published>2011-01-25T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T05:00:46.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumble Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TT7IT6KZNCI/AAAAAAAAApU/wDtYJgtjUAU/s1600/bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TT7IT6KZNCI/AAAAAAAAApU/wDtYJgtjUAU/s320/bee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566106433832432674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm as busy as a bumble bee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CNY is coming, which also means that deadline for each module's essay are also drawing nearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Busy busy busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully, i can get back on track soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna start hunting for honey for my bee hives liao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Update next time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7274551000281189803?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7274551000281189803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/bumble-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7274551000281189803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7274551000281189803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/bumble-bee.html' title='Bumble Bee'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TT7IT6KZNCI/AAAAAAAAApU/wDtYJgtjUAU/s72-c/bee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8515555504795819350</id><published>2011-01-12T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T02:36:56.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TS2DHesN-WI/AAAAAAAAApM/Miqphnek_YU/s1600/why_so_alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TS2DHesN-WI/AAAAAAAAApM/Miqphnek_YU/s320/why_so_alone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561245279393282402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is the 3rd day of school. As the day goes by, i got to know more friends. But somehow, i felt the loneliness in my heart, i wish that time could turn back to the past where all my close friends are around me. I wish that i don't have to find a new project groups again. I wish that everything has not changed. I feel as thought i'm walking alone now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling right now is soo... Yucky... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8515555504795819350?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8515555504795819350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8515555504795819350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8515555504795819350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TS2DHesN-WI/AAAAAAAAApM/Miqphnek_YU/s72-c/why_so_alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1468292743016463157</id><published>2011-01-08T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T06:28:47.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: Dun read if u can't stand vulgar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TShxoAtOpTI/AAAAAAAAApE/JOqazaJjFQ4/s1600/shut%2Bup.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TShxoAtOpTI/AAAAAAAAApE/JOqazaJjFQ4/s320/shut%2Bup.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559818672187286834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Singapore, I know everyone says that lifeguard is the easiest job and some fuckers do like to find troubles for the lifeguard. The fuckers that i am referring here is not those who creates troubles in the pool but those who like to pick on the lifeguard, causing them to lose their job. Here, i am referring to those head or management in charge.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My boss is not happy with you sitting here which is far from the 3 kids at the deep end. He don't want you to run over there when there is trouble." Come on Fucker, what do you know about lifesaving? Do you know how long it take for a person to be unconscious and how long it take for the brain to be dead? The few seconds that i run over there wouldn't cause a person to be dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some will say: "The lifeguard are like tua pek kong. Sitting at the chairs for long hours without petrolling around the pool." If you are that great, come take over our position and PETROL around the whole day under the hot sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fucking ass. People just want to look for trouble when they see that your job is too easy. Hey people, if you want, take over our job. Otherwise, shut up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1468292743016463157?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1468292743016463157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/warning-dun-read-if-u-cant-stand-vulgar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1468292743016463157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1468292743016463157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/warning-dun-read-if-u-cant-stand-vulgar.html' title='Warning: Dun read if u can&apos;t stand vulgar.'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TShxoAtOpTI/AAAAAAAAApE/JOqazaJjFQ4/s72-c/shut%2Bup.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5804218107956724614</id><published>2011-01-07T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T03:59:49.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSb_Hug24tI/AAAAAAAAAo8/NezPr7xbt1g/s1600/doctor-teddy-bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSb_Hug24tI/AAAAAAAAAo8/NezPr7xbt1g/s320/doctor-teddy-bear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559411298245468882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is no good. I think i have catch a cold. I'm having fever and cough now and i can't stop feel cold. My body is aching. Shhhaaarrrkkkksss... I'm working from 9am to 9pm tomorrow. What a day to fall sick. Honey lemon, here i come again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please please please. Fever, go away. I wouldn't be able to find replacement tomorrow. I think i will have to rest early tonight and... I hope that the Panadol will help to do the rest of the job. Heal!!! And stop aching. I wouldn't be able to hang on for long tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5804218107956724614?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5804218107956724614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/cold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5804218107956724614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5804218107956724614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSb_Hug24tI/AAAAAAAAAo8/NezPr7xbt1g/s72-c/doctor-teddy-bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7474040281741455670</id><published>2011-01-06T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T06:48:14.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSXUttKJ_ZI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tCq-EqsVB0U/s1600/Shopping-holidays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSXUttKJ_ZI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tCq-EqsVB0U/s320/Shopping-holidays.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559083196740140434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shopping shopping shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's sales everywhere! Up to 50% sales storewide! And... I am done with my new year and dinner clothing. ;D We shop through Far East, Wisma Atria, Ion, 313, OG... My legs are numb now. I need a massager. HAHA. I am going to sleep early today as there is work tomorrow. AND... Full shift on Saturday. Yawn~ Alright, stop grumbling. Gonna start getting myself ready for bed soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7474040281741455670?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7474040281741455670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7474040281741455670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7474040281741455670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSXUttKJ_ZI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tCq-EqsVB0U/s72-c/Shopping-holidays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5704103362186623145</id><published>2011-01-05T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:58:09.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSVK6T6iH_I/AAAAAAAAAos/plsY7ZnUu2w/s1600/goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSVK6T6iH_I/AAAAAAAAAos/plsY7ZnUu2w/s320/goat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558931680697393138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone told me that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A man with his beard not shaved seems like.... A Goat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which i find it very true. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5704103362186623145?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5704103362186623145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/goat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5704103362186623145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5704103362186623145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/goat.html' title='Goat'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSVK6T6iH_I/AAAAAAAAAos/plsY7ZnUu2w/s72-c/goat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3400849439879320252</id><published>2011-01-04T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T00:41:58.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stamina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSLb4VpXliI/AAAAAAAAAok/IMV9aQKtWKM/s1600/lightgraffiti01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSLb4VpXliI/AAAAAAAAAok/IMV9aQKtWKM/s320/lightgraffiti01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558246651058427426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J has reminded me once again. Swimming is not just about who is faster than who. It is not just about winning. But it is about the proper Technic of warming up and slowly gear up. I certainly enjoyed training with him. He is really a patience and nice person. Swimming with him yesterday is not tiring at all. In fact, my stamina is slowly coming back. :) I guess i am slowly switching into slow and steady pace. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... Just in case anyone got misunderstood, J is like a fatherly imagine to me. :) Nothing else. Also, a good training instructor. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3400849439879320252?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3400849439879320252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/stamina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3400849439879320252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3400849439879320252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/stamina.html' title='Stamina'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TSLb4VpXliI/AAAAAAAAAok/IMV9aQKtWKM/s72-c/lightgraffiti01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3860373357997471692</id><published>2010-12-29T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T07:05:07.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRtN7mVCC3I/AAAAAAAAAoc/1iliZzN5jjI/s1600/tangled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRtN7mVCC3I/AAAAAAAAAoc/1iliZzN5jjI/s320/tangled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556120251588021106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tangled Movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a MUST WATCH movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3860373357997471692?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3860373357997471692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/tangled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3860373357997471692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3860373357997471692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/tangled.html' title='Tangled'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRtN7mVCC3I/AAAAAAAAAoc/1iliZzN5jjI/s72-c/tangled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5281301719178911005</id><published>2010-12-27T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T07:18:27.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRiqlIBvviI/AAAAAAAAAoU/HtYnSsNC7e4/s1600/alone-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRiqlIBvviI/AAAAAAAAAoU/HtYnSsNC7e4/s320/alone-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555377695148195362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the days are approaching nearer, i felt more and more afraid. At times, i do feel like backing out. I don't wish to move on anymore. But i know i don't have a choice. No matter what, you are still going to face many different peoples outside, you will still have to learn to make friends and work with them. But this time round, i really felt afraid. I feel like backing out the same way i did on my session day. I feel like withdrawing. What can't i stop thinking about all the negative stuff? Sometimes, i do feel that i am paranoid. I couldn't help thinking about all the bad things going to happen to me. This seriously sucks... Arhh.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Courage, where have you been? Why are you becoming more and more timid? MOVE ON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i wish i could stay on to the place where i used to believe... Everyone's thinking is pure and innocent... You need not be afraid that there would be people trying to harm you... Please don't tel me that it's wishful thinking because somehow, i do feel that nice people still exist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5281301719178911005?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5281301719178911005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-days-are-approaching-nearer-i-felt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5281301719178911005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5281301719178911005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-days-are-approaching-nearer-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRiqlIBvviI/AAAAAAAAAoU/HtYnSsNC7e4/s72-c/alone-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3608520238729309780</id><published>2010-12-25T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T19:33:54.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"___Christmas Day___"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRa3V8ywo7I/AAAAAAAAAn8/LHkqjKGDRNE/s1600/IMG_0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRa3V8ywo7I/AAAAAAAAAn8/LHkqjKGDRNE/s320/IMG_0819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554828778132251570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRa3VnPX5uI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ZbI2UnGLmQ4/s1600/IMG_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRa3VnPX5uI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ZbI2UnGLmQ4/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554828772346685154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRa3VRiYPNI/AAAAAAAAAns/7CakMOvMy_c/s1600/IMG_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRa3VRiYPNI/AAAAAAAAAns/7CakMOvMy_c/s320/IMG_0818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554828766520818898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3608520238729309780?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3608520238729309780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3608520238729309780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3608520238729309780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TRa3V8ywo7I/AAAAAAAAAn8/LHkqjKGDRNE/s72-c/IMG_0819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-4716420524610800460</id><published>2010-12-20T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T06:35:26.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQ9k2kiuGwI/AAAAAAAAAng/6uAldo3VjbE/s1600/IMG_0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQ9k2kiuGwI/AAAAAAAAAng/6uAldo3VjbE/s320/IMG_0725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552767754256128770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 21st Birthday Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first time i ever organize a Birthday Party in my entire life and it is for myself. There's a lot of things to take note of and there are some hip cups here and there during the preparation but... Thank goodness, everything runs smoothly on Saturday evening. :D I glad that most of the people that i invited turn up for my Birthday Party. I would like to thank everyone for coming down to my Birthday Party. Especially Xinni, Yu Ling and Andre who has helped me out in the BBQ. Thanks a lot. I really appreciate it. Having 30 over people coming over to attend my Birthday Party, I'm really at a loss of word. All i can say is... Everyone, Thanks a lot. Love you guys. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at the presents that i have received, it really makes me smile.  You guys really remember what i like and wish to have. From Super Junior, Cooking Recipes, 2011 Diary &amp;amp; Wallet... Awww~ &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPLS, really thanks a lot for the present. I really love it. This will be my I-touch for a long long long long long long time. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-4716420524610800460?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4716420524610800460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/21st-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4716420524610800460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4716420524610800460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/21st-birthday-party.html' title='21st Birthday Party'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQ9k2kiuGwI/AAAAAAAAAng/6uAldo3VjbE/s72-c/IMG_0725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-9213660109511126048</id><published>2010-12-14T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T05:33:42.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQdt_xZ2qEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/aS2FBaB1kBY/s1600/fullstop.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQdt_xZ2qEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/aS2FBaB1kBY/s320/fullstop.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550526008118388802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have finally mark a "full stop" to NUS-SERIS, a place where i have been working for about 5 months plus. This is the place where i dislike some of the people there because of their working style or attitude. But this is also the place where i got to know 2 Zor Ma and 1 Zor Zor. Frankly speaking, i really appreciate and cherish their presence in SERIS. Head Zor Ma has taught me a lot of things and always so patient to new temp staff. Zor Zor has always been there for me in the room helping me to clear all the pending tasks i could not complete without her. And the last one, a cheerful and sporty Maggie Mie Zor Ma who has always brighten up my day. Haha. I feel so contradicting now. I hate and dislike this place so much but yet, i miss this place. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things has happened this year. E.g. Withdrawal of my dream job application, taking up this temp job, leaving this temp job and now... Going to take my Bachelor. Well... Some people is right... I have to learn through the hard way. I know i can do that. It's just that throughout this journey, i have left a lot of blood stains behind that certainly has taught me to grow up. But i do feel afraid for upcoming things. I wish everything will run smoothly for me pls... 2 more years to go and i want to be part of SPF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-9213660109511126048?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9213660109511126048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/full-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/9213660109511126048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/9213660109511126048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/full-stop.html' title='Full Stop'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQdt_xZ2qEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/aS2FBaB1kBY/s72-c/fullstop.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-4778606225792354580</id><published>2010-12-12T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T04:46:18.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQTCTPyGWNI/AAAAAAAAAnI/fP7EBza_HmE/s1600/trust_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQTCTPyGWNI/AAAAAAAAAnI/fP7EBza_HmE/s320/trust_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549774276737259730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Often, people whom i know tend to warn me not to trust a person so much especially when it is related to money issue. At first, i don't believe it because i trust that my friends will not do this to me. I always thought that they will have the same thinking as i do. But in reality, no. They don't treat you as the way you cherish them, treasure them and trust them. Not many will put themselves in your shoes to think for you. During this journey, i learnt a lot. I have also understand that people are not as pure or nice as you thought that they will be. I have learnt my lesson. I will wake up from my kiddish dream and learnt to protect myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from all the negatives things, i do really appreciate that i actually got to know this 2 friends from outside that are really nice. Well... Sometimes, close friends just doesn't come from the group of people you are always hanging out with. But the people that you don't get the chance to meet up with them often because they are the one who cherish you more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-4778606225792354580?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4778606225792354580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4778606225792354580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4778606225792354580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TQTCTPyGWNI/AAAAAAAAAnI/fP7EBza_HmE/s72-c/trust_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6611083334720166110</id><published>2010-12-08T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T05:26:02.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TP-FB9FtABI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Gtk636vWeRc/s1600/notice.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TP-FB9FtABI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Gtk636vWeRc/s320/notice.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548299534568587282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Week Notice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, i have made up mind and give my 1 week notice to resign to C yesterday. I felt so relieved now. My heart beat was hitting 100+ when i knock the door and talk to C. Haha. Now, i am left with 4 more days to say "Good Bye" to this company. Also, i managed to survived for 2 weeks after Zor Zor has left. Haha. Not bad bah? I survived in the battlefield alone. Lol. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6611083334720166110?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6611083334720166110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/notices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6611083334720166110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6611083334720166110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/notices.html' title='Notices'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TP-FB9FtABI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Gtk636vWeRc/s72-c/notice.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-2431829928485111802</id><published>2010-12-04T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T05:19:40.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coconut Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"...The Coconut Story..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo8j7z7A4I/AAAAAAAAAlw/NVYXrl5bSMk/s200/Photo0018.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546812479108744066" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo8kh1nrlI/AAAAAAAAAl4/T_wk8pg6oYk/s200/Photo0019.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546812489316413010" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo8lAKZdZI/AAAAAAAAAmA/hDz4FflPjVw/s200/Photo0021.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546812497456625042" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo8l8mKeSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/uBcSUAApbj4/s200/Photo0022.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546812513679210786" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo-J2LILXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/9JghwIRb0U0/s200/Photo0023.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546814229942119794" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo-KEmJOpI/AAAAAAAAAmY/LbD3k2ChYlQ/s200/Photo0030.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546814233813531282" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo-Kywqz1I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Cv3ZkMMgXLs/s200/Photo0038.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546814246205706066" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo_scncQHI/AAAAAAAAAmw/oDJ3UfDuthc/s200/Photo0040.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546815923888603250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Taste nice*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-2431829928485111802?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2431829928485111802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/coconut-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2431829928485111802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2431829928485111802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/12/coconut-story.html' title='Coconut Story'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPo8j7z7A4I/AAAAAAAAAlw/NVYXrl5bSMk/s72-c/Photo0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6849160656838390113</id><published>2010-11-30T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T06:15:00.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPT_mbw5EsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sa5d722_udI/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPT_mbw5EsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sa5d722_udI/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545338076952859330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Working without my parter, Zor Zor isn't easy. I feel as thought i am alone in the battlefield now. I have never felt this way when Zor Zor is around. Allow me to start my grumbles...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been busy clearing the GST for the month of  July to September as it is due on Wednesday. Within 1 day, i can clear 2 months GST. I don't see any reasons or excuses that you need 1 whole day to clear on last Friday. In the end, i still have to clear up the last few pages for you. For this, it has taken up my entire time and i have not touch on my own backlog. And what have you done for today? Basically, finished keying in Oct. payroll only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, i can start to clear my own backlog. It's mostly filing. October file is done. Checking of invoices C001 &amp;amp; C003 for October is done. And you are still STUCK with the 5 pages of spreadsheets to be key in Accpac. Apart from that, i still have to help you look for the invoices that you are looking for and help you key Nov invoices. And my Tuesday is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO GOING TO BE ON LEAVE TMR. Let's see if you can do the filing that i have passed on to you. I sincerely believed that the 2 stacks of invoices will still be on my table when i come back on Thurday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will end up helping you to key invoices &amp;amp; your backlog again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never have to worry about all this things when Zor Zor is around. I never have to help check C003 account for her. I never have to sort those invoices out to its respective project code before. BUT... I have to do all this, placed your backlog ahead of mine. Because... You can only clear 1 task per day. Seriously, TY TY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my consultant called me and ask me when am i going to work till and she told me to work until 17-12-10 instead. *Faint* She don't know what rubbish i am facing now. Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6849160656838390113?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6849160656838390113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/working-without-my-parter-zor-zor-isnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6849160656838390113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6849160656838390113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/working-without-my-parter-zor-zor-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPT_mbw5EsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sa5d722_udI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3985079991798155298</id><published>2010-11-29T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T06:35:52.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPO6JCoJbSI/AAAAAAAAAkw/uNvyXrtUbb8/s1600/dead_fish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPO6JCoJbSI/AAAAAAAAAkw/uNvyXrtUbb8/s320/dead_fish1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544980230710062370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am turning into a Dead Fish soon... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3985079991798155298?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3985079991798155298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/dead-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3985079991798155298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3985079991798155298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/dead-fish.html' title='Dead Fish'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPO6JCoJbSI/AAAAAAAAAkw/uNvyXrtUbb8/s72-c/dead_fish1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6921107257896069066</id><published>2010-11-26T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T20:53:56.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPB66NG5UyI/AAAAAAAAAko/mSFFOWFjHaE/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPB66NG5UyI/AAAAAAAAAko/mSFFOWFjHaE/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544066281662665506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well... I have to admit that i am mentally old. Haha. By the time i reached home yesterday, there is nothing i want to do but to climb onto my bed... &gt;.&lt; I dislike this weekend... I am working on both days. =.= I guess i can only meet up my friends next week??? Fast forward the time please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6921107257896069066?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6921107257896069066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6921107257896069066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6921107257896069066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TPB66NG5UyI/AAAAAAAAAko/mSFFOWFjHaE/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-399728740308711335</id><published>2010-11-23T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T04:31:59.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOuzLgl2frI/AAAAAAAAAkg/WAJvJcnEyH8/s1600/strangle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOuzLgl2frI/AAAAAAAAAkg/WAJvJcnEyH8/s320/strangle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542720776718155442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am losing my patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not going to care or worried about how other's feel anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want back my happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-399728740308711335?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/399728740308711335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/399728740308711335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/399728740308711335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOuzLgl2frI/AAAAAAAAAkg/WAJvJcnEyH8/s72-c/strangle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1400849740433848649</id><published>2010-11-22T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T06:04:01.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOpyqIPnb3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/te-hM_SCVkw/s1600/heart%2Bshape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOpyqIPnb3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/te-hM_SCVkw/s320/heart%2Bshape.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542368359525871474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 7px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 7px; "&gt;A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 7px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 7px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 7px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 7px; font-size: small;"&gt;The new show "Dream Potter" on air today has definitely reminded me again how fortunate i am and to appreciate what my mum has contributed to my family and i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 7px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 7px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 7px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 7px; font-size: small;"&gt;Let's not take things for granted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 7px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 7px; font-size: small;"&gt;We should cherish every minute, every second that you have with your loves one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 7px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 7px; font-size: small;"&gt;Don't wait until the day when they are not around you begin to regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1400849740433848649?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1400849740433848649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/mother-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1400849740433848649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1400849740433848649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/mother-love.html' title='Mother Love'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOpyqIPnb3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/te-hM_SCVkw/s72-c/heart%2Bshape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7939716708610700235</id><published>2010-11-19T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T07:40:25.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOaL61QotHI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UxbIFV9Co-I/s1600/harry_potter_and_the_deathly_hallows_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOaL61QotHI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UxbIFV9Co-I/s320/harry_potter_and_the_deathly_hallows_movie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541270234371503218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After work, zor zor accompanied me to SIM to submit my form and make payment. Speaking of this, it seriously make me boil. Yesterday, i have successfully updated a new daily limit for my daily transactions so that i can make my first payment today without any troubles but no... The person couldn't perform the transaction. It exceeded the daily limit. When i called OCBC, it says that it take 2 banking day for them to make adjustment. I asked if they could change it now and the reply i got was "Now, the banking hour is over". FML. If this is the case, it show not have state that "Your daily limit has been updated" in my internet banking. It's soo misleading. Although me myself is a banking student, this service is... UNACCEPTABLE. Thank goodness my zor zor is with me, otherwise i would have to come down next Mon or Tues before the deadline (25 Nov 10). =.=lll&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the movie, nice. :) It's always soo trilling and new things coming up. I am definitely looking forward for the part 2 which is also the final movie of Harry Potter. I'm gonna miss it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was back home, i met my "shen shen" on the bus. She didn't realized that it was me. =.= Haha. The last time i saw her was probably 1 year ago? During Chinese New Year? Time really flies... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7939716708610700235?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7939716708610700235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7939716708610700235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7939716708610700235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOaL61QotHI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UxbIFV9Co-I/s72-c/harry_potter_and_the_deathly_hallows_movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8351244313752639734</id><published>2010-11-18T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T06:50:41.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endurances</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOU5O4G6kYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AtPqesT2t44/s1600/IN01_TRIATHLON_173145f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOU5O4G6kYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AtPqesT2t44/s320/IN01_TRIATHLON_173145f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540897844291604866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Endurances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Run Baby! Run! Today's training has definitely pushes my limit to the max. From water to land, none of it doesn't require my full strength to push myself to achieve the goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Firstly, i have to compete with 3 other guys on lifesaving back for 1 laps (I have not even warm up). I was choking when i have only complete half the lap. Followed by freestyle with "banana" tube and freestyle sprinting. It wasn't that bad after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But for running... It has certainly killed me. 1 round around the SP was a difficult task to me today. I started having stitch when i have only jogged for 5mins? But seeing my Kaiki besides me, i definitely don't wish to disappoint her. I completed the journey at a slow pace. Just when i thought running is over, i was *blank* when i saw them gathering at the running track. Omg. It's sprinting. *Disaster!!!* Keep pushing and pushing, we completed 5 rounds of 100m sprinting??? After that was pull up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the whole training, i was having stitch and muscle cramp all over my body. I decided to head back to home straight. I wonder how am i going to survive tomorrow??? *Dying*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8351244313752639734?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8351244313752639734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/endurances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8351244313752639734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8351244313752639734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/endurances.html' title='Endurances'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOU5O4G6kYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AtPqesT2t44/s72-c/IN01_TRIATHLON_173145f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8617258500755759489</id><published>2010-11-16T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T05:21:07.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOKCp_s9r2I/AAAAAAAAAkA/IuVQEE9Z-WU/s1600/porridge_tshirt_medium_Medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOKCp_s9r2I/AAAAAAAAAkA/IuVQEE9Z-WU/s320/porridge_tshirt_medium_Medium.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540134149605404514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porridge Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Porridge has accompany me for the whole day today. First, it was century egg porridge with Stephanie this afternoon followed by chicken porridge with Maggie for dinner. :) Yummy. I haven't been eating porridge for quite some time till this week. This week is all... PORRIDGE. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today i was suppose to go swimming with Maggie at SP but the rain has spoil our plan. Haiz. The sky couldn't stop crying, from heavy rain to light rain and then followed by... Heavy rain again. How disappointing it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe I should swim this Thursday instead. Hmm... Should i or should i not go for a jog tomorrow??? *Think think think*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8617258500755759489?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8617258500755759489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/porridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8617258500755759489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8617258500755759489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/porridge.html' title='Porridge'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOKCp_s9r2I/AAAAAAAAAkA/IuVQEE9Z-WU/s72-c/porridge_tshirt_medium_Medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8758956284961550205</id><published>2010-11-15T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T05:23:09.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOEwds7AalI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Zvr1w2t34b4/s1600/unhappy_nrm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOEwds7AalI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Zvr1w2t34b4/s320/unhappy_nrm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539762303475411538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unlucky Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is definitely not my day! Today is called "Monday Blue". First of all, i forgot to bring my ezlink card to work and i couldn't afford to walk all the way back home get it as it is already 7.50am. Thus, i called my mum to pass me the card. But... She couldn't find it and told me to buy standard ticket. Omg. My pocket is going to "Puo Yi Ge Da Dong". Thank goodness, my mum told me that she would pay for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next, my Ipod went crazy. It stopped playing half way through and i have to unlock the button and lock it to let it start playing again. Oh man... You got to be kidding with me. And worse thing of all, i can't restart it. :( Thank goodness it went back to normal after the next song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As for work, Today is solely on keying in invoices into Accpac. Nothing else. Just when i completed one stack of it, here comes another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, i heard an selfish response response from someone which i felt... "Haiz. This is you. I have long given up hope on you." The response is... "Huh? I am not responsible in keying in **** Claim. Ask them to key." Fine... We will key it as you wish... As for December or should i say the day when both of us is not around, you better pray hard that there is temp staff to help you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm.... Shall not talk about all this unhappy things le... I want to rest early and say go bye to my Mr Dark Eye Circle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8758956284961550205?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8758956284961550205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/unlucky-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8758956284961550205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8758956284961550205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/unlucky-monday.html' title='Unlucky Monday'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TOEwds7AalI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Zvr1w2t34b4/s72-c/unhappy_nrm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1192180045127906465</id><published>2010-11-13T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:34:58.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Donation Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TN9yHDVvf8I/AAAAAAAAAjw/zwE1sllVXxY/s1600/blood-donation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TN9yHDVvf8I/AAAAAAAAAjw/zwE1sllVXxY/s320/blood-donation.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539271532170149826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week is my blood donation week and it is seriously making a mess out of my life. First, is menses cramp... This morning 6am, it make me get up of bed to take a shower. Z...z...z... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please go... You are annoying me. I just want to have a good rest over the weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1192180045127906465?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1192180045127906465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/blood-donation-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1192180045127906465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1192180045127906465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/blood-donation-week.html' title='Blood Donation Week'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TN9yHDVvf8I/AAAAAAAAAjw/zwE1sllVXxY/s72-c/blood-donation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3880588224509539088</id><published>2010-11-12T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T08:22:27.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Luck Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TN1m7Ud3qQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/a1SsNmZ6igI/s1600/cats-are-pretty-boring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TN1m7Ud3qQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/a1SsNmZ6igI/s320/cats-are-pretty-boring.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538696286027884802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is a boring and tiring Friday for me. This morning, I could barely drag my dead and exhausted body off the bed to work. When i reached Accpac room, i couldn't stop yawning throughout the day. *Tick Tock Tick Tock* Mr 5.30pm, when are you arriving?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the daily routine of photocopying invoices, filing and keying in invoices into Accpac, it's 5.30pm. :P Bugis Street, here i come... :D However, there isn't a lot of new clothing to look for. Probably due to Winter Season? Haha. I don't know. At the end of the day, i bought 2 tops. Personally, i like the design a lot as it suits my style. Haha. But shops closed soo early at about 9.30pm. :( Saded. Shall shop again next time when i am free for the whole day. Lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Week... It another battle day for partner. Probably wouldn't be a nice week for me too since partner would be busy with other stuff. However, i am soo looking forward for next week. It is a double shocking news week. Haha. One is my application outcome and another one is... Notice Letter. Hahaha. I wonder how many people will be shocked. Hahahahaha. Don't care. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3880588224509539088?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3880588224509539088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/low-luck-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3880588224509539088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3880588224509539088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/low-luck-friday.html' title='Low Luck Friday'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TN1m7Ud3qQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/a1SsNmZ6igI/s72-c/cats-are-pretty-boring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3303931322793995037</id><published>2010-11-09T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T03:57:09.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snail Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNk16T0p66I/AAAAAAAAAjg/mO-Xq9Lsaro/s1600/snail-activities-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNk16T0p66I/AAAAAAAAAjg/mO-Xq9Lsaro/s320/snail-activities-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537516492698545058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time is passing so slowly like a snail this week. Today is only TUESDAY. There is still Wednesday, Thursday and Friday to end of this week. *Yawn*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting at the reception for long hours hurts my butt. Not being able to walk around, go to the Ladies or Pantry at own self own target. Haha. That's when i need to send a emergency call to Zor Zor. Super Zor Zor to the rescue~ HAHA. I think i am too bored at the reception there le. I am showing sign of disorder. Lolx. Alright. Lazy to blog le. Time to play FB. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3303931322793995037?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3303931322793995037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/snail-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3303931322793995037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3303931322793995037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/snail-week.html' title='Snail Week'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNk16T0p66I/AAAAAAAAAjg/mO-Xq9Lsaro/s72-c/snail-activities-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-542455818684375678</id><published>2010-11-06T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T22:16:25.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiredness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNYw9csyscI/AAAAAAAAAjY/1jkdJ93hCb0/s1600/garfield+sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNYw9csyscI/AAAAAAAAAjY/1jkdJ93hCb0/s320/garfield+sleeping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536666624132821442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seems that no matter how much i sleep over this weekend is of little use to reduce my tiredness. Arhh... I seriously think that i am going through another stage of life. Or should i admit that... I am getting old? Haha. My goodness. I find myself no longer have the strength to stay active throughout the outing. All i want to do is to go home and sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have long told myself, after this farewell outing for our NS man, i am not going out for a period of time other than my December chalet. For how long? I don't know. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday, i went out with my course mate and realize many of them are having Itouch or Iphone. =.= I have to admit... There is a lot of games inside. You can keep downloading new games once you got bored. Cool... Haha. I guess the next time i have to change my ipod i would changed to Itouch??? *That's provided by that time, i am not soo tight handed* LOL. As for Iphone... Ehem, waiting till the day i am working full time job ba. LOL~~~ XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-542455818684375678?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/542455818684375678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/tiredness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/542455818684375678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/542455818684375678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/tiredness.html' title='Tiredness'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNYw9csyscI/AAAAAAAAAjY/1jkdJ93hCb0/s72-c/garfield+sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8928867077086391023</id><published>2010-11-04T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:54:18.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything seems different to me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNLiM-wHknI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/n0CihrYQ-as/s1600/direction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNLiM-wHknI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/n0CihrYQ-as/s320/direction.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535735604622889586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything seems different to me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't realize i have not been coming for SPLS training on a regular basis for a long time. It is reaching 4 months soon. I can't believe that time flies. Also, things were no longer the same as it was before. I miss the days where most of us are still around in SPLS and train together for every training. One by one, many of our batch people has left SPLS due to personal reasons all that. Now, more are leaving... The guys are all going in for NS in a few days time, all the regular faces are going to be gone soon. It make me wonder... Who can i still train with. Why am i still training. I felt as though i am alone in the battlefield now. Things are not going to be the same anymore. I feel quite lost now. Maybe i should do the same thing as i did in July. I wish to isolate myself for a week or so to think over everything again. I need a break. Seriously hate to go through this stage of time where you no longer belong part of them, you have to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Within this 4 months, i wondered where have those regulars been to. Why everyone seems to be missing when i came back. Just feel so weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8928867077086391023?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8928867077086391023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything-seems-different-to-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8928867077086391023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8928867077086391023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything-seems-different-to-me-now.html' title='Everything seems different to me now'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNLiM-wHknI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/n0CihrYQ-as/s72-c/direction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-610097402118255686</id><published>2010-11-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T06:27:32.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNFgIi2YLmI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PH9MvmWG_pc/s1600/SunsetBeach2Feb2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNFgIi2YLmI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PH9MvmWG_pc/s320/SunsetBeach2Feb2008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535311116925152866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mood gets better and better as my remaining days got closer and closer. Stephanie and I have decided on the our day of departure. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From tomorrow onwards, i will do what every things that you all want me to do. I will just listen to any orders. Since you all like to make full use of me, i let it be. I will not get agitated or unpleased since i am only a temp girl. I know you all wouldn't feel awkward or what ever to me asking me to do things for you all. I accept that. I have long been numb to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But every actions come with a consequences. I will give my 1 week notice on the dot. Thereafter, don't expect me to extend or what ever things. I will make my departure short and sweet. I will also not answer any calls from SERIS other than J,M and S. I meant it. I don't care whether you can't find what ever invoices or you need people to key in invoices or cover for reception. That's the end of my work there. Once i complete my work, that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to say Good Bye. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-610097402118255686?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/610097402118255686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/610097402118255686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/610097402118255686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/good-bye.html' title='Good Bye'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TNFgIi2YLmI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PH9MvmWG_pc/s72-c/SunsetBeach2Feb2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-8102021282696798993</id><published>2010-11-01T05:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T05:53:52.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TM61IdQiawI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DCPqHO1dy5M/s1600/headache.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TM61IdQiawI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DCPqHO1dy5M/s320/headache.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534560148982491906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been having a headache since last Saturday. I guess it's probably due to my busy life last week, working from Monday to Sunday without resting. To add on, i went for a jog last Saturday at around 12.30pm? Although there is passing dark clouds, it is still unable to cover the sun completely. Haha. This is definitely a wrong decision to go for a jog at such a timing right? Lol. Haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, i am definitely looking forward for the long weekend as Friday is a PH. :D Hopefully, i will be able to get enough rest then and say Good Bye to Mr Headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, tomorrow is going to be a busy day. I shall sleep early today as there is too many things to clear tomorrow. I shall aim to clear the invoices before turning into a receptionist again. That's life... Lolz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-8102021282696798993?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8102021282696798993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8102021282696798993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/8102021282696798993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TM61IdQiawI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DCPqHO1dy5M/s72-c/headache.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5499527187185443887</id><published>2010-11-01T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T05:39:30.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My "B"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TM6xdEDj6hI/AAAAAAAAAiw/7e4fLc37Qx8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TM6xdEDj6hI/AAAAAAAAAiw/7e4fLc37Qx8/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534556104947919378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My "B" is like a parrot to me. Today is the 3rd time she has been indirecting hinting/telling me to key in invoices into AccPac when my partner is on 2 weeks study leave. I know she is hoping for a response from me but i just don't bear to tell her the truth yet. :x&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... Till now i still can't forgot what she has said... "Haha. I am such a demanding boss right? Haha~" or "You have to start teach shufen how to key in to Accpac... ... " With the smile on your face when you are saying that, i swear to you that you are the most irritating person i ever met on earth. Should i give you an award for that? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accpac Room is a little bit quiet today without my partner around. Also, i don't like the feeling of working alone anymore. Haha. This has reminded me back to the time when i first join this company and send to Accpac room on the third day. Lol. And of course, i will never say "My room" in front of my "B" as she would say... "Haha. It's not your room... It's Accpac Room...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Evil Laugh Again*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5499527187185443887?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5499527187185443887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5499527187185443887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5499527187185443887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-b.html' title='My &quot;B&quot;'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TM6xdEDj6hI/AAAAAAAAAiw/7e4fLc37Qx8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-4230861038092691500</id><published>2010-10-29T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T07:58:56.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMreAkK5liI/AAAAAAAAAio/8Su3hyHTQhw/s1600/Hang_In_There_Baby-a4omxz-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMreAkK5liI/AAAAAAAAAio/8Su3hyHTQhw/s320/Hang_In_There_Baby-a4omxz-d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533479193468835362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know how long more can i hang on. I am very tired now. It seems that there is no full stop for the assignment that i am currently doing. I have not even complete half of it. There is just too many invoices to find. I am tired...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that what i have foresee in December is turning into reality. With the new files created according to project codes, it will be double work for me. Not only do i have to photocopy extra invoices, i have to take note of those invoices with more than 1 GL code &amp;amp; make a few copies of it. This is seriously time consuming and tiring for me. I don't wish to do this... Especially when all this things is for a Sucker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... All i can say now is that i am tired of this job. I dislike the working system of this company. I wish to put a full stop to it. I wish to end everything... I am going to make other plans now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-4230861038092691500?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4230861038092691500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4230861038092691500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/4230861038092691500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMreAkK5liI/AAAAAAAAAio/8Su3hyHTQhw/s72-c/Hang_In_There_Baby-a4omxz-d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-2550654471967987266</id><published>2010-10-26T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T05:38:00.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMbEj05OgzI/AAAAAAAAAhs/YZFJV7ojQPA/s1600/black-and-white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMbEj05OgzI/AAAAAAAAAhs/YZFJV7ojQPA/s320/black-and-white.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532325312044368690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, responsibility could be a great burden. I have always been responsible for my school work or projects because i want everyone in the group to put in the same effort as i do. I want everything to run smoothly. However, when this same principle applies to work, it is totally a different story. Responsibility is a great burden to me that i wish to throw it aside. When will i see rainbow over this "shady" workplace???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have foresee storm and heavy rain in December. Especially during the 2 weeks of my partner study leave. Should i or should i not pack my stuff and go? Or stay till the end of December? The room is going to be quiet soon... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-2550654471967987266?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2550654471967987266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2550654471967987266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2550654471967987266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/rainbow.html' title='Rainbow'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMbEj05OgzI/AAAAAAAAAhs/YZFJV7ojQPA/s72-c/black-and-white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-72924992211079429</id><published>2010-10-23T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:26:01.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DBF 04 2007 Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMOlihwvT8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/xfqjiGhSoW4/s1600/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMOlihwvT8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/xfqjiGhSoW4/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531446779938033602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's us again!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DBF04- 2007, I miss the days we have during our 3 years in SP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was our mini gathering. :) We went to Xin Wang to have our dinner before heading to Red Dot Brewery to chill out. It was an enjoyable night with them. Hopefully, we can take our "Family Photo" again when everyone is back. Miss you guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-72924992211079429?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/72924992211079429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/dbf-04-2007-gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/72924992211079429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/72924992211079429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/dbf-04-2007-gathering.html' title='DBF 04 2007 Gathering'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMOlihwvT8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/xfqjiGhSoW4/s72-c/IMG_0582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6048889207109393678</id><published>2010-10-22T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T07:04:39.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPLS Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMGU8ZwC86I/AAAAAAAAAhc/I7b_PL1cB4Y/s1600/teamwork2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMGU8ZwC86I/AAAAAAAAAhc/I7b_PL1cB4Y/s320/teamwork2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530865582813148066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A successful team beats with one heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coming together is a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping together is progress.&lt;br /&gt;Working together is success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope you guys will understand what it means by "SPLS, We are a family".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6048889207109393678?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6048889207109393678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/spls-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6048889207109393678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6048889207109393678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/spls-message.html' title='SPLS Message'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TMGU8ZwC86I/AAAAAAAAAhc/I7b_PL1cB4Y/s72-c/teamwork2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-1469316319244056120</id><published>2010-10-20T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T06:39:48.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TL7d3ouFeWI/AAAAAAAAAhU/0J6jPjPfjII/s1600/You+suck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TL7d3ouFeWI/AAAAAAAAAhU/0J6jPjPfjII/s320/You+suck.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530101340350806370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seriously don't like the working system of this company. A assignment/task passed to you is like a atomic bomb. It will explode any time. Your boss might tell you "Take your time to complete it..." and the next second, she will ask you "Have you completed everything? Is it done?". Don't you find it ridiculous?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she has tried doing part of the work she has assigned to me, she will know how difficult it is to find the previous fiscal year invoices and clear up all invoices that are missing. All she know is to ask "What do you mean by missing invoices?" Oh please... Blame on your stupid filing system. Your filing system suck like hell. Invoices were found all over the place. The only way for me to look for it is to search through it one by one. Do you know i spent most of the time digging for your invoices which is may belong to fixed asset file, invoices file and journal adjustment file? Do you know how long it take to dig it out? If you don't know, please shut your f**king mouth up and stop giving your stupid &amp;amp; bullshit orders commanding your people to do this or do that for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a manager, you serious failed ttm. You don't know how to put yourself in other peoples shoes, you don't know how to listen to people's suggestions without interrupting every now and then and without fail, you like to throw your sarcasm to your man. For the 1st month of my work, i had experienced every single shit from you. And out of a sudden, you treated me so good because your temp staff "S" quited without warning. Now, you are going to try your luck again huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may take 1 month for me to complete all the project codes BUT it only take me 1 week to terminate my contract. I seriously feel like quitting now. But if i leave now, i know that this shit will be landed on who. I don't wish to add on her burden. I have to endure till December. December is payback time. You will experience the greatest shocking news in your entire working life. Shake your leg and use your bitchy mouth as you can. I'm afraid that your can't even smile when the time is up. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today after work i met M at the bus stop. I was talking to her about all my unhappiness during my journey back and she told me something. I find it very true and fair to me. I shall try this to hang on till December. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-1469316319244056120?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1469316319244056120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1469316319244056120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/1469316319244056120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-suck.html' title='You Suck'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TL7d3ouFeWI/AAAAAAAAAhU/0J6jPjPfjII/s72-c/You+suck.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-7165598900729060233</id><published>2010-10-16T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T09:10:41.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burned Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TLnLW7eh6aI/AAAAAAAAAhM/hzgPH6Vx4_c/s1600/safety_sign_fire.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TLnLW7eh6aI/AAAAAAAAAhM/hzgPH6Vx4_c/s320/safety_sign_fire.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528673612357298594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did a very dangerous thing today. I forgot to switch off the stove after scooping out the soup from the pot. =.= I left the fire on till i smell something burning while i was watching the TV while having my dinner. My goodness! Thank god that i am at the living room. Otherwise, i wouldn't have realize it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To clear my careless evidence, i scoop out the ingredients into a bowl and washed the pot. Also, i used a scrubber to scrub away the black stain left on the surface of the pot. :) My parent didn't realize anything when they are back. Just that my father asked me "There is no soup left? What about the meat?" HAHA. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a secret between you and me. So... Shhh.... .... :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-7165598900729060233?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7165598900729060233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/burned-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7165598900729060233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/7165598900729060233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/burned-soup.html' title='Burned Soup'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TLnLW7eh6aI/AAAAAAAAAhM/hzgPH6Vx4_c/s72-c/safety_sign_fire.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-5390698990000390258</id><published>2010-10-05T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T05:58:03.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screen Saver Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKse4ReBbFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0fCqp85PIdA/s1600/sleeping-snoopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKse4ReBbFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0fCqp85PIdA/s320/sleeping-snoopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524543320010878034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*This week i'm on Screen Saver Mode*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus, pls be understanding if i did not respond or stare at the air before replying you*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-5390698990000390258?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5390698990000390258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/screen-saver-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5390698990000390258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/5390698990000390258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/screen-saver-mode.html' title='Screen Saver Mode'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKse4ReBbFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0fCqp85PIdA/s72-c/sleeping-snoopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-2082698920039387353</id><published>2010-10-02T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T05:52:31.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftershock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKcnuwqIJiI/AAAAAAAAAg8/a2S-8knEr-M/s1600/aftershock-movie-trailer-header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKcnuwqIJiI/AAAAAAAAAg8/a2S-8knEr-M/s320/aftershock-movie-trailer-header.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523427152282265122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was home the whole day today doing household chores and surfing internet. Doing household chores today is a MUST because the last time i mopped the floor and wiped the tables was 2 weeks ago. I was so busy with my work that i could hardly find time and energy to clean up the house. Hairs lying all over the floor and tables... Dust trapped in between the trays...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the start of the school, i am going to clear up my tables and be more organise. I shall buy new trays and holders for my table on December. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After cleaning up the house, it's time to give myself a treat - Movie Time. I decided to watch Aftershock online. Omg~ Thank goodness that i didn't went to the cinema to watch. I could stop crying. It's soo touching and heart aching. This is a very good movie. Best! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm... I shall sleep early tonight as i am going to use up lot of energy tomorrow. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-2082698920039387353?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2082698920039387353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/aftershock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2082698920039387353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/2082698920039387353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/aftershock.html' title='Aftershock'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKcnuwqIJiI/AAAAAAAAAg8/a2S-8knEr-M/s72-c/aftershock-movie-trailer-header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6069190555396629317</id><published>2010-10-01T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T07:40:54.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKXl5YaQsgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/-XRXcBwZWBA/s1600/moodmugs_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKXl5YaQsgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/-XRXcBwZWBA/s320/moodmugs_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523073292007682562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When i woke up this morning, i was asking myself "Can i not come for work today? I am very tired." But i can't possibly left Stephanie struggling in the sea alone especially she has helped me a lot when i am drowning. But this is seriously a wrong choice. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that shoot my temper up today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Halfway through my data entry, i had to give up my sit and unable to stay in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. A "Ignorance" Qs: "Can ask them to excuse me to get the files from the shelves WHILE people are having a meeting there (Director inside) just because she need to refer to the invoices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Being hint to FIND PROJECT CODE AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ppl will get annoyed if we keep looking for them for project code &amp;amp; we are the one who will get ticked off)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. O.T again but this time round it is not because we can't complete OUR work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is over. It's another weekend for us. I shall erase my bad memory at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*I JUST WANT TO ENJOY MY WEEKEND*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ATTN: My Head and Working Partner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you all find that this picture looked like us???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6069190555396629317?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6069190555396629317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/work-work-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6069190555396629317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6069190555396629317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/10/work-work-work.html' title='work work work'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKXl5YaQsgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/-XRXcBwZWBA/s72-c/moodmugs_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-880198430995215553</id><published>2010-09-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:43:11.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKS92NoBoKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/CW0ASxBZGBI/s1600/panda-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKS92NoBoKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/CW0ASxBZGBI/s320/panda-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522747782131196066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i am turning into a zombie, my brain is not working and my body is not functioning well for the past 2 days. All thanks to the mass encoding of data into a AccPac System. I am beginning to see stars in the screen, needle piercing through my neck more frequently and numbness on my feet. T.T I need OSIM Massage Chair. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness i can claim for taxi fare after 9pm. Otherwise i would probably reach home at around 12am plus?!?!! Arhh... I'm dying~ Turning in a panda soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-880198430995215553?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/880198430995215553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/panda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/880198430995215553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/880198430995215553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/panda.html' title='Panda'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TKS92NoBoKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/CW0ASxBZGBI/s72-c/panda-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-180997990866205802</id><published>2010-09-26T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T06:30:53.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJ9FX85cv2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/QXV8DkgZ_lw/s1600/moon-night-sky-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJ9FX85cv2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/QXV8DkgZ_lw/s320/moon-night-sky-lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521207945965911906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say "Hi" to the Sun and "Bye" to the moon for this past two weeks has isolated me from SPLS. Many of them including my close friends in SPLS has not seen me around in the training or show up for their competition day. Omg, this is really bad. As for those who finally got to see me around would definitely ask me "Ni Shi Dao Nah Li Qu?" HAHA. My reply would always be the same... "I have died for over a month right? :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i am trying to say here is that...&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; *I miss the fun and laughter with SPLS a lot !*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But i am so tied up with my work now and i need to earn a lot of money now. Once January start school, i would be able to come back more frequently. So please... Bear with me for the time being. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As for today, Nuo Shi, John and I swam for more than 20 laps of freestyle and then do P.T and weights. John's stamina has dropped a lot like me. And coincidentally, both of us were sick for the past 2 weeks. And we did not managed to meet up to train in the weekend. :( John in going to serve N.S soon. I wondered who can i train with next time over the weekend??? :( TTM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-180997990866205802?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/180997990866205802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/spls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/180997990866205802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/180997990866205802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/spls.html' title='spls'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJ9FX85cv2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/QXV8DkgZ_lw/s72-c/moon-night-sky-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-6780227022471243159</id><published>2010-09-24T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T08:38:26.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour Plum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJzFl8a4dOI/AAAAAAAAAgc/B1oXSCxuY8Q/s1600/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJzFl8a4dOI/AAAAAAAAAgc/B1oXSCxuY8Q/s320/Picture2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520504498914096354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This afternoon, all the pending work that i have to complete had turned me into a Sour Plum. I was soo tired and annoyed with all the missing GL Code and Project Code for April to August data that i went berserk.After clearing half way, Sze Lian came in and told me that i need not complete June data already but to find out all the missing GL Code from April to August. I thought that it will be much easier but no... It's far more than that. *Stephanie watched me showing signs of mental disorder and she decided to help me* With her help, we managed to check through and complete it one by one from April to August. Oh my goodness... It is soo tiring. Luckily there is only 5 missing GL Code that we have to find. One by one. Finally we cleared everything by 8.30pm. As today is the last day of the week, most of the people including the managers had went back home early. There is only a few staying around to clear all the work that is piling up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's another weekend for me now. I going to do the things i wish to do... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-6780227022471243159?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6780227022471243159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/sour-plum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6780227022471243159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/6780227022471243159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/sour-plum.html' title='Sour Plum'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJzFl8a4dOI/AAAAAAAAAgc/B1oXSCxuY8Q/s72-c/Picture2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2515031677640261908.post-3789827051978518553</id><published>2010-09-23T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T07:19:26.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey Lemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJthcG58AdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3FZsiMv3NTE/s1600/118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJthcG58AdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3FZsiMv3NTE/s320/118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520112903790526930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Hoping that a cup of honey lemon drink will helps to keep my cough and phlegm away*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2515031677640261908-3789827051978518553?l=tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3789827051978518553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/honey-lemon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3789827051978518553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2515031677640261908/posts/default/3789827051978518553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiramisu-behidethestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/honey-lemon.html' title='Honey Lemon'/><author><name>Tiramisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06178702991752730064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KHGoHwGZOe8/TJthcG58AdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3FZsiMv3NTE/s72-c/118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
