<?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-28590938</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:42:00.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am waiting..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4857777673487416296</id><published>2010-05-26T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T01:42:42.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends? Are they real?</title><content type='html'>I've been crying alot lately. Where are all my friends? I used to have a bunch of best friend when I was primary school. But it ended due to some misunderstanding and I didn't stand up for myself. I scared that no one would believe me. Because of my weakness, it ended off just like that when I started secondary one. I'm always the follower, not the leader. I'm always the weakess among all and that I admit. Even when I was in secondary school, friends turn away when I'm in trouble. Maybe at that point of time, there isn't any serious problem to see throught this relationship. Now, almost turning 21, I asked myself? Who is there for me when I need care and concern? Who will cares for me? Who will text me asking how am I? Who will ask me for a meetup? I'm sad to say, lesser and lesser. Meetup used to be an enjoyable sessions where we gossip and talk and laugh anything under the sun. Now, going toward different view in our lifes. Are we still the same? We used to share different opinion, We used to decided on a common place to hangout. But now, you all choose the place that you want and places that I go, there's only crticising. What I do, you all object and show deeply ur dislikeness. But those are the thing I loved to do, thts my passion. How much I wish you all will be here when I fight. But, straight answer of NO, hurts my heart. I always appreciate thing that you guys do, I nv critise the path that u choose, the person that you choose to spent for the rest of ur life. So why are you critising the one I love? No one appreciate me anymore. It hurts when I think of the days when we used to sing the song 老婆 by SHE. Everytime we meetup, I will get sad. Got blame for the choice made which you don't like It's either somethig bad bout my lovelife or it the conflict in interest. I always tried my best to make things work. If my friends not there to support me. Den who will?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4857777673487416296?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4857777673487416296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4857777673487416296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4857777673487416296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4857777673487416296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2010/05/friends-are-they-real.html' title='Friends? Are they real?'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6569595982717437524</id><published>2010-04-12T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:07:14.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HKqCocWOtA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HKqCocWOtA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6569595982717437524?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6569595982717437524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6569595982717437524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6569595982717437524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6569595982717437524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2010/04/view-on-exposureroom.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-418143638011367510</id><published>2010-03-19T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:17:50.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are things always the same ending?</title><content type='html'>Totally dislike the feeling of disappointment. Why do people make plans and it always don't go right. Why am I always been taken for granted and why I'm always the only one ? So many things are happening at the same time. And I'm sick and tired of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-418143638011367510?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/418143638011367510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=418143638011367510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/418143638011367510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/418143638011367510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-are-things-always-same-ending.html' title='Why are things always the same ending?'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3188318748454512826</id><published>2010-01-20T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:18:31.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doubts</title><content type='html'>If things going to be like this, I rather it had never happened before. Sometimes, humans are really blinded by the things that are happening and forget to think about the consequences that they might face. But what had done cannot be undone. Having bad memories causes me to face with this kind of shit nowadays. I’m defeated and surrender myself to fate. There’s still no one who can tear down the wall which is affecting me now. My heart is easily affected, so are my soul.&lt;br /&gt;It’s good to experience the bad stuffs, it keeps me thinking and helps me get a life with what I really want. Making me stay away for what’d not for me and grabbing the chance to do what I really wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-SIZE: 10px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3188318748454512826?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3188318748454512826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3188318748454512826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3188318748454512826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3188318748454512826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2010/01/doubts.html' title='doubts'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1379896301899066445</id><published>2009-12-30T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:41:09.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is how I'm gonna end my year? I'm totally unsatisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1379896301899066445?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1379896301899066445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1379896301899066445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1379896301899066445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1379896301899066445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-how-im-gonna-end-my-year-im.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4560939660591685746</id><published>2009-12-30T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:44:49.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love,me</title><content type='html'>I'm a happy girl lately. Bf been so good and done so much incredible decisions which actually makes me quite scare. Haha. When I'm back will he behave the same? :) better let it be my imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;Well, next morning got to fly off to the place far away so I guess I won't be able to sleep tonight. Too excited about it. Someone have to celebrate newyear without me, how sad. But no worries, it's just gonna be 4 days and will be over in a blink. Typing so much makes me a little unbearable to be away as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&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/28590938-4560939660591685746?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4560939660591685746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4560939660591685746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4560939660591685746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4560939660591685746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/12/loveme.html' title='love,me'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8036785639713829383</id><published>2009-12-30T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:43:43.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NewYear2010</title><content type='html'>Will be spending it in hongkong . Hopefully can go shopping till I drop. I definately will try to find wireless hotspot to go online as Charges for calls and msges make me wanna cry. And missing him makes me feel even more reluctant to be away.  Ps: Dont be naughty when I'm away :)  &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&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/28590938-8036785639713829383?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8036785639713829383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8036785639713829383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8036785639713829383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8036785639713829383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/12/newyear2010.html' title='NewYear2010'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8198686786890980721</id><published>2009-12-21T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:45:06.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/12/09</title><content type='html'>I kind of miss the time when u were in Japan. Messages were so sweet back then but I'm not saying that nows not. Just that absence really makes the heart grow founder and it makes a big differences. Too bad, my old phone crash and couldn't retrieve the old message anymore:( if not I won't miss it so much.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8198686786890980721?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8198686786890980721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8198686786890980721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8198686786890980721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8198686786890980721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/12/211209.html' title='21/12/09'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-152325245183349930</id><published>2009-12-13T05:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T05:18:49.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Freaking tired after rebel. Suppose to leave early but Been called back by coach. Well, fights seem to be like the in thing down in club. Second time club w them and both esprience ended up the same. Boring. Ana, I'm freaking taken advantage by some stupid guy,nb. Curse and swear that guy death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-152325245183349930?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/152325245183349930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=152325245183349930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/152325245183349930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/152325245183349930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/12/freaking-tired-after-rebel.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-982337546225407187</id><published>2009-12-11T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:45:25.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day: 8th Jan 2009. Then I will be back as a student mugging for exams and tests. :) well, my life would have been boring without my everyday dose of training :) one of the reason why I giveup my job is also because of training. Being able to do much more than I think and pushed myself to the max limits makes me feel so proud of myself. Yesterday: don't like. Tears and sorrows end the night. Hope that today will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-982337546225407187?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/982337546225407187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=982337546225407187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/982337546225407187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/982337546225407187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-8th-jan-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-2630117600260543046</id><published>2009-12-09T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T16:01:12.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love love love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-2630117600260543046?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/2630117600260543046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=2630117600260543046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2630117600260543046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2630117600260543046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-love-love.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-9168431354933670941</id><published>2009-12-08T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:31:31.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After so long, I'm finally back on my blog to update my interesting life.I'm going to further my studies, get the degree and strive hard w him. Fullfill my 23rd wish :) Went down w H to psb to check his sport science course this morning but ended up enrolling in sma w me. :) As for me, bach in marketing managment . Thinking back, it's still unbelievable that I'm already w sub courts for about 8 months, 9 months since I graduated from to? It's short thou, considering it to be my first fulltime job. But it's alright, at least I pulled thru and gained such an awesome experience. Just hope that studying now would be better and subjects are easily understand. I miss school but I hate studying . :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-9168431354933670941?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/9168431354933670941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=9168431354933670941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9168431354933670941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9168431354933670941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-so-long-im-finally-back-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-5790897088954583540</id><published>2009-10-02T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:31:44.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’m down with flu, sore throat and some infection things in my body. Acted smart in the morning and went work instead of resting at home. Hate being sick at the wrong time when work items are piling up and totally dislike taking care of myself. &lt;br /&gt;I’m a loser who only knows how to get pampered and dependent on others and not learning what’d best for me. Headed straight to polyclinic and realized how much I yearned to be accompanied, how much I longed to be taken care of. Lying on bed at home and feels that the world is ending, everything is just so not right.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn came to accompanied me for awhile and I’m so happy that you found yourself a girl who you got to treasure hard. Stay happy and loving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-5790897088954583540?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/5790897088954583540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=5790897088954583540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5790897088954583540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5790897088954583540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-down-with-flu-sore-throat-and-some.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8299585963149103959</id><published>2009-09-21T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:19:16.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21092009</title><content type='html'>:D It’s been like decades since I last blog. There are too many things that had happened and it’s kind of impossible to blog every single things down right? &lt;br /&gt;It will soon be my half a year working at subordinate court. Couldn’t imaging that I’m actually out to society to work for my full time job. Thou I have been thinking of furthering my studies, but I guess I have to earn enough to make this dream come true. To tell you the truth, time flies so fast that I even forgot that I’m already been working for almost half a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I longed to finish schooling and yearn to grow older so that I can get all the freedom that I want. But it’s not that fun after all once I faced the real world, the ugly side of the world. How I wish I was still that little girl who cares only about O levels, crazy over boy bands and a lot more. Now then I realized its so hard being an adult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I misses the carefree life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8299585963149103959?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8299585963149103959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8299585963149103959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8299585963149103959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8299585963149103959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/09/21092009.html' title='21092009'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8057978532125088625</id><published>2009-08-25T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:15:27.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is so sucks. I hate all these while. Maybe I'm born to go through so much unhappiness. Well, I'm defeated. Surrender to fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8057978532125088625?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8057978532125088625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8057978532125088625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8057978532125088625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8057978532125088625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-so-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-9099053996435560223</id><published>2009-06-24T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:22:28.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInFIZvOTI/AAAAAAAAArY/arW6MqdVmFg/s1600-h/22062009+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350882276377835826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInFIZvOTI/AAAAAAAAArY/arW6MqdVmFg/s320/22062009+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInE26RbHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vjpH4USsbrQ/s1600-h/22062009+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350882271682456690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInE26RbHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vjpH4USsbrQ/s320/22062009+064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInESnsX9I/AAAAAAAAArI/RgJ4edfvzwY/s1600-h/DSC_1675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350882261940854738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInESnsX9I/AAAAAAAAArI/RgJ4edfvzwY/s320/DSC_1675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInEfzTeCI/AAAAAAAAArA/mMUWMaf3PCE/s1600-h/DSC_1635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350882265479215138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInEfzTeCI/AAAAAAAAArA/mMUWMaf3PCE/s320/DSC_1635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInEC91D7I/AAAAAAAAAq4/pJMCSt0raa8/s1600-h/DSC_1623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350882257738731442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInEC91D7I/AAAAAAAAAq4/pJMCSt0raa8/s320/DSC_1623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s like heaven lately. Everything seems to be so great and everyone around me treats me so well. Get to do what I love and without restriction. I feel like a freed bird! Hmm. Oh well, went out for photo shoot on sat and hangs out with lots of my friends recently. Trainings are still as fun as before or perhaps, more intense. I like!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here are some photos ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/28590938-9099053996435560223?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/9099053996435560223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=9099053996435560223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9099053996435560223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9099053996435560223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-like-heaven-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SkInFIZvOTI/AAAAAAAAArY/arW6MqdVmFg/s72-c/22062009+047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-5252725646108267209</id><published>2009-06-15T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:09:25.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to say. I’ll never turn back on my decision made. Sometimes I just wish for peace and lead my life just back to normal. But somehow, things tend to get cock-up due to some factors. The decision made is not just a sudden things, it’s so much of things accumulate to finally say out the nasty words that I don’t wish to say.&lt;br /&gt;Things doesn’t seems this way from the start. But it got worse and changing seems to be impossible. Both are so stubborn and changes are just verbally. The last phrase of tolerance seems to end off abruptly but, it’s actually a long term issues. It’s just that single matter that triggers the button for the explosion. I’m nasty and mean.&lt;br /&gt;That’s the only way I can do to stop all this sufferings. You said things were getting better but this is your point of view. I’m trying to lie to myself that everything will be okay when problems actually did happen. Whenever things happen, we got so anguish and in the end things will just pass and next time, the same problems happens. What for?&lt;br /&gt;These issues suppose to be just both of us, but you got so many of my friends involved. But I’m happy now. I love the way I’m living and no possibility will I go back to the past r/s. if you say that I’m mean, I’m mean, if you say that I’m the worse person in the world, then I will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-5252725646108267209?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/5252725646108267209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=5252725646108267209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5252725646108267209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5252725646108267209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3681363768785441607</id><published>2009-06-07T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:33:48.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’ve move on and is adapting to the new life of mine. Perhaps what my mum said is right, I’m still young and immature of putting myself in a serious relationship. I know myself too well, I’m wild and playful and that’s the reasons why I can’t be tied down and forcing me to change and become a home person. I need someone who can give me the freedom from the bottom of their hearts and trust me with their fullest. Time spent together is not the matter as I always believe that ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’. Which is true isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I’m too contradicting, I want someone to control me and give me freedom at the same time. ‘Forever’ is no longer in my dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my friends who care for me so much.  Thanks for coming over to find me for lunch and even talk to me on phone and all.&lt;br /&gt;I’m enjoying myself now. Relationship isn’t only about the love we give in, it’s also about the care, understand and trust you give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Thank you H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3681363768785441607?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3681363768785441607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3681363768785441607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3681363768785441607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3681363768785441607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-move-on-and-is-adapting-to-new-life.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-161863205962446184</id><published>2009-05-18T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:49:23.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Relationship&lt;br /&gt;What a day, quarrel seems to get more frequent and I ‘like’ this feeling damn freaking much! It’s getting on my nerves and feel like breaking down! Why whenever I want to treat you well, you will take advantage and bring back the past. Making everything worse. When I didn’t treat you well, you say that I don’t care about you, when i do, you demand more. So, a good relationship would mean that I must text you and call you once I off work finish my training and does it go to the extend where i need to text you every 5 mins?&lt;br /&gt;Feelings come and go, sometimes I feel like taking out my phone and sometimes I don’t. I don’t 24/7 carries my phone with me. I don’t freaking stick to my cells. But to you, i dont care you means i dont care?&lt;br /&gt;You say i dont know when you tired and all, i dont care, i dont spare a thought for you. What a good say!&lt;br /&gt;You said you don’t like to reckon on the past. So why have you got to keep comparing me now with the past?exciting huh? I don’t understand you at all; you want me to change for you. Now I change, and you compare me with the past. So I don’t have my freedom at all. All these little things can set a fire, a big quarrel and even making me sick and tired of it. Yes, you don’t want to quarrel. But have you realized; what you said does affect this relationship? I just freaking don’t like you to spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;I called you and sound sweet and loving; you replied not being loved but demand more from what I give. Then, I tell you, what you said makes feel that I won’t change anymore. I had enough. It’s mentally torturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work.&lt;br /&gt;Given a new environment, unfamiliar workload and facing diverse community are seriously tiring. Especially when colleagues are having an age gap with me, it’s hard to communicate and blend into their clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the job scope with reasonable amount of workload, basically clearing incoming documents from law firms and sometimes doing customer service.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not that I want to nitpick on the flaws but sometimes, people (Especially for that only one person) are so inconsiderate that they criticize and verbal insult without sparing a thought for others. Mild insult is also an insult. Fresh learner needs compassion, patience and time to learn, and not demoralization which worsen the rapport. That person might seem nice sometimes, sharing jokes and conversations, still, black side of that person is still that scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I’m just too sensitive towards this issue or the problems might lies with them. Everyday I’m trying to make myself like a clown, laugh when I’m being pass judgment on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MuayThai&lt;br /&gt;Recently took up MuayThai as my Co-Curriculum Activities, it’s was tough yet enjoyable. End of trainings was always having a sense of satisfaction which motivates me to become a fighter one day. HA!&lt;br /&gt;XY says that I’m having a versatile lifestyle where I’m working as an office girl Mon-Fri morning, MuayThai Future Boxer in the night and weekend would be Fisher-woman. That’s real funny. J&lt;br /&gt;‘Fishing will be an addiction once you started it’ -Sean’s Dad philosophy&lt;br /&gt;That’s so true! For the past 2 months, I’ve been going fishing like almost all weekend. I’m influencing people around me to take up this hobby as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation day is nearing, less than 24 hour and I will be a TP graduates. Flashback of the things I’ve done throughout the 3 years, having fun, slacking, burning mid-night oil, projects submission all packed in 1 week and many of the food I’m going to miss at Mensa (CHICKEN SALAD). L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to juggle between friends, sisters, darling, baby and work, if not I’m going to lose them all J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-161863205962446184?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/161863205962446184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=161863205962446184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/161863205962446184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/161863205962446184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-day-quarrel-seems-to-get-more.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1260636542517202227</id><published>2009-04-10T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:09:08.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/Sd9RlzL2S5I/AAAAAAAAAqw/yydaQuf4am0/s1600-h/2068410078_9d7fca298d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323062994412129170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/Sd9RlzL2S5I/AAAAAAAAAqw/yydaQuf4am0/s320/2068410078_9d7fca298d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What’s wrong with this relationship? Everything seems so fine, expect for the difference in our expectation in whatever we do I guess. I hate all those short-tempered and harsh comments. Different people view things differently, take words in diverse denotation and interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;I’m having this thoughts of how am I going to live with someone who treats me this way? Yes, I love him and I want to have forever with him. But, will all these setbacks contribute to this relationship negatively or the other way. I wonder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If these things are going to continue like this, how am I going to survive till I’m old? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1260636542517202227?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1260636542517202227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1260636542517202227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1260636542517202227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1260636542517202227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-wrong-with-this-relationship.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/Sd9RlzL2S5I/AAAAAAAAAqw/yydaQuf4am0/s72-c/2068410078_9d7fca298d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-2170414970415433921</id><published>2009-04-04T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:51:47.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SddzyvgVNGI/AAAAAAAAAqo/5tGTRHU3G0k/s1600-h/ba5b2d10ab01_30347689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320848800344257634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SddzyvgVNGI/AAAAAAAAAqo/5tGTRHU3G0k/s320/ba5b2d10ab01_30347689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stagnant is the word most suitable to describe me now.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my new hair cut! Totally depressed when I see myself in the mirror, thinking that I’m really an idiot to cut this stupid hairstyle. Utterly disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-2170414970415433921?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/2170414970415433921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=2170414970415433921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2170414970415433921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2170414970415433921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/04/stagnant-is-word-most-suitable-to.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SddzyvgVNGI/AAAAAAAAAqo/5tGTRHU3G0k/s72-c/ba5b2d10ab01_30347689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6443263981358793355</id><published>2009-03-31T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:37:54.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SdIqlXhm2_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/-U_eqiGGKrE/s1600-h/310309+853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319360931336477682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SdIqlXhm2_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/-U_eqiGGKrE/s320/310309+853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YJC chalet was fun. Lots of gossiping and chit chatting with my ‘meet once every year friends’. I’m happy and enjoying myself for the 3 days 3 night. Expect for certain unhappy stuffs that happy in between. Thanks for embracing me when I’m down.&lt;br /&gt;But after the chalet, I was both stressed and depressed. Firstly, what I think about and what I expect turns out to be different during and after the chalet. Perhaps I was thinking too much. Secondly, getting to know more make so many things worse. I’m too weak on depending myself. So weak till I’m starting to hate myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6443263981358793355?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6443263981358793355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6443263981358793355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6443263981358793355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6443263981358793355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/03/yjc-chalet-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SdIqlXhm2_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/-U_eqiGGKrE/s72-c/310309+853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8011403165944125987</id><published>2009-03-22T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:04:24.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22.3.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScZD2JNu7rI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eoQMuOhcYZ4/s1600-h/37833_an08_123_938lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011007622966962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScZD2JNu7rI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eoQMuOhcYZ4/s320/37833_an08_123_938lo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so excited! Tomorrow will be my first day @ work. Hopefully i can survive there for long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I begged my lovely mom to make a shirt for my first day!  lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s200.photobucket.com/albums/aa259/serenetansuehli/?action=view&amp;amp;current=220309009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa259/serenetansuehli/220309009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The black one is what i brought yesterday with my darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Checked is the one i sew/made this morning. I think i got the talent in sewing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;had a fruitful trip to my mom office and very satisfied with what i had done today ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s200.photobucket.com/albums/aa259/serenetansuehli/?action=view&amp;amp;current=220309003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa259/serenetansuehli/220309003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8011403165944125987?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8011403165944125987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8011403165944125987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8011403165944125987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8011403165944125987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/03/22309.html' title='22.3.09'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScZD2JNu7rI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eoQMuOhcYZ4/s72-c/37833_an08_123_938lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8218861779981084388</id><published>2009-03-21T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:24:44.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScTvCF8X0mI/AAAAAAAAAqI/aMBdsRWiHQA/s1600-h/15047054_cf58b1541236614663_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315636279438201442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScTvCF8X0mI/AAAAAAAAAqI/aMBdsRWiHQA/s320/15047054_cf58b1541236614663_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my sat with my 2lovely super adorable riines and phyl's. Walking around Chinatown looking for fabrics, laughing all our ass out on funny conversation. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315640176218885058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScTyk6lSS8I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/4jI0oGOcPNc/s320/210309+1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my sat with my 2lovely super adorable riines and phyl's. Shopped at Chinatown and Bugis looking for fabrics and tops. It was an enjoyable day out with them, laughing our entire ass out on funny conversation as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;Spent quite a sum of money on tops and fabrics (Both me and phyl's). Except for Riines, the poor girl only grumbles the whole day saying ' NO MONEY LAH'. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys, I’ve update my BlogSpot as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s200.photobucket.com/albums/aa259/serenetansuehli/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2103091061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 422px" height="504" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa259/serenetansuehli/2103091061.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8218861779981084388?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8218861779981084388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8218861779981084388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8218861779981084388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8218861779981084388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-spent-my-sat-with-my-2lovely-super.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScTvCF8X0mI/AAAAAAAAAqI/aMBdsRWiHQA/s72-c/15047054_cf58b1541236614663_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7228064690647299366</id><published>2009-03-20T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:47:44.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20.3.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm finally back here with my post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a small update for you guys, I'm finally graduating and Thank god that i passed everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315280212280088530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScOrMQaeF9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/BfAyouaEn6Q/s320/theweekinpictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315281619288844930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScOseJ7f6oI/AAAAAAAAAqA/CYayoaK0NP4/s320/190209+153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7228064690647299366?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7228064690647299366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7228064690647299366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7228064690647299366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7228064690647299366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2009/03/20309.html' title='20.3.09'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/ScOrMQaeF9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/BfAyouaEn6Q/s72-c/theweekinpictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-9042214647460284847</id><published>2008-10-14T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:46:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/10/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello! I'm back blogging! Everyone must be missing me right? Well, I've been so call 'suffering' during my attachment. For the past few weeks since F1, I've been standing outside the counter greeting guest and all for full 8 hours. Hmm. Immune of all this thou initially I cried. Feel rather cheated by the management. What are roster for? And so much errors and changes made till I'm so sick and tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, my girls gave me a surprise! My first ever birthday surprise for the year! Thanks to darlings for the necklace cards and the time spent together! Dinner and chilling out was so damn fun! More of it soon! Adeline, happy birthday ah! &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright! I miss so much fun with all my friends! loves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-9042214647460284847?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/9042214647460284847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=9042214647460284847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9042214647460284847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9042214647460284847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/10/141008.html' title='14/10/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4633887421777763439</id><published>2008-09-18T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:19:44.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/09/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Past 2 days was HELL! Graveyard shift was indeed lifeless. Couldn't get to sleep in the morning make it worse. However, it's somehow interesting as there was one incident that happened last night which it fascinated me. Now then I know that hotel doesn't allow transverse to enter into the premise due to some security purpose. But it happened yesterday. We don't know that person is a he or she. And we allow him/her to go up. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; Ended up, FO had to do a report. I'm like shocked to my life when they told me she is a he. HAHA. Well, other then that, I've been doing night audit and many more interesting things are coming in the way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically, what I'm doing is the same. Checking in and out blar blar blar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something had changed which I'm not sure what is it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4633887421777763439?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4633887421777763439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4633887421777763439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4633887421777763439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4633887421777763439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/09/180908.html' title='18/09/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7840199615045838226</id><published>2008-09-16T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:09:56.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/09/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;An incident happened yesterday during work. Well, I'm not being racist but the China tourists were really very ridiculous. Making a big fuss and scolding vulgarities upon checking out. Assuming that the hotel had cheated them by charging them 300 ++ when they saw the price online at 230++. Clement tried very hard to explain to them that walk in rate and online booking are totally different. Nothing gets into their head. Giving explanation was like never ending and he couldn't just wave off the money just like that. Someone has to pay for it. If it was me handling this matter, I think I'll just cry man. The people are so fierce and keeping insisting in not paying up. Eventually, Agnes and me couldn't close cashier and had to stay till 4pm. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm, it's quite interesting to work in such environment. I can see the difference between senior and newbie here. We tend to get nervous and would start panicking when situation like this happened. But as for them, it's like part and parcel of life. I've got more to learn. Working graveyard shift later at night.  FREAK! 11pm to 7am. Wondering what would I look like in the morning?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not asking anyone to show any sympathy on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7840199615045838226?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7840199615045838226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7840199615045838226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7840199615045838226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7840199615045838226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/09/160908.html' title='16/09/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6608346959796294974</id><published>2008-09-12T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:58:52.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/09/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so proud of myself today. I did check in and out again.  But get to know what is allowance, post refund and printing relevant documents for direct billing and(DB) and BTAC. Hmm. I think I'm getting along well with my job. However, there is something happened today which took Agnes and me quite long to settle it. A guest had made and advance deposits of 800bucks few days back, when he's checking out, he claim that he lost his voucher and we had to find the pink copy to verify with it. Ransack the whole place and finally, it's done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides that, Guests used to claim that they didn't consume certain charges which I doubt so. Therefore, we had to do allowance. Anyway, I'm glad and proud of myself that I'm able to do closing and all! Wee! I love my trainer! She's always giving me advice and never fails to stuff me with all the possible things that can be learned. She believes that I can only learn when I've got hands on with the systems. Well, lucky me! but I've still got a lot of things to learn which I've yet to experience it. I've done closing well but only hates the calculation parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6608346959796294974?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6608346959796294974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6608346959796294974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6608346959796294974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6608346959796294974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/09/120908.html' title='12/09/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-2234770291418630311</id><published>2008-09-11T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:53:05.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've finally got the GPA of 2.03! I've finally hit the '2'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for my work, I hate morning shift! First train and I'm only 30 mins earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was attached to Agnes today again. She taught me a lot of stuffs. Checking in and out of guest today as the only thing I do. Initially I thought it was very tough and hard to get it on hand. But, to my surprise, I've actually done it quite fast and believe that I can know and digest all the procedure by the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; working day. Agnes was the senior there and she's really very nice to me. Help me write notes and print all the important information. I'm so lucky! Well, by my colleges unexpectedly done double check in. Not really sure what happened to her but Agnes explain to me the least possible thing that can be done there was double check-in. First time need to sign warning letter and the second or third time would be dismissed. Scary and wondered what if I've done the same thing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I'm trying to memories the various rooms and charges included, charges and routing as well as voiding, sales and authorizing certain amount during check-in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, I think people who read my blog are gonna fall asleep reading my boring post. Please bear with me for the next 5 months. I've to write all the things that I've done everyday so that I'm able to do my e journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides my work, I'm actually feeling quite down. I've wanting to change and put in effort but you didn't appreciate. Rumors are the killer in my life; I'll get affected no matter what. And you just do the stuff that added on to the hurts and pain. Seriously, it's the worst feeling I ever had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, tomorrow working 7 am again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-2234770291418630311?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/2234770291418630311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=2234770291418630311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2234770291418630311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2234770291418630311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-finally-got-gpa-of-2.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4877648404764450516</id><published>2008-09-10T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:06:24.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/09/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, the first day of work was really new but boring. I was like waiting and looking forward to work at the reception to check in and out for guest. But I ended up doing admin work in the back of house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The feeling of work is just like the same as attending SSM lesson. Neatly bun and full make up done. Red lipsticks and ugly neat hair always freaks me out. But it's alright, it just the first day!!&lt;br/&gt;Was attached to Agnes and every others seems so unfriendly. Or maybe I'm the one being inhospitable? Perhaps they are just too busy with their work. Well, what I've done today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically, OPERA! It's the system that I've learned in school. But it's more complicated can! First task and only task of the day was to modify all the check in. I'm suffering from headache when I see pile and pile of check in letters to be modified. Oh, FYI it called Reg Card. Need to look at their profile, tally and update. Mode of payment with routing, TA, pax or Company. Thou I've learn OPERA not long ago. But why does all this seems so foreign to me? Anw, I've been like sitting infront of the computer for like 8 hours. BUT! It's okay, I shall endure and learn all I can! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During my break, I went over to my locker and took out my phone. 1 message received and it shows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;F&amp;amp;B- B&lt;br/&gt;DPD-B+&lt;br/&gt;MICE-C+&lt;br/&gt;Lodging-C&lt;br/&gt;Gaming-C&lt;br/&gt;Dinc-C&lt;br/&gt;Apel-P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the best I ever had I swear! At least I'm like wooh, finally the burden is being carried away. &lt;br/&gt;Had my dinner with Baby Eve and Steph @ Sakae. Chocolate cake @ the shop opp NYDC in Wheelock. Damn nice! Now back home and gonna get myself to bed before waking p at 5am tml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4877648404764450516?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4877648404764450516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4877648404764450516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4877648404764450516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4877648404764450516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/09/100908_10.html' title='10/09/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6543098432162289340</id><published>2008-09-10T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:28:01.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/09/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright today is my off day. The precious day of the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went out today to buy all the things that are needed for my first day of work. I'm feeling rather panic and worried about the upcoming days in the hotel. But I hope that I'm able to get along well with my colleagues from tomorrow onwards. Will it be a good one or otherwise? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than that, I might not be able to hang out with my friends and love ones that often. I'm down and gloomy when the thoughts of working 6 days per week came through my mind. Lifeless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been having a rather upset period these past few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quarreling and bickering added on to my mood swing. Hopefully everything will be fine and I believe god have got the best plan for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, shall blog about my first day tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6543098432162289340?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6543098432162289340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6543098432162289340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6543098432162289340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6543098432162289340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/09/100908.html' title='10/09/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-2810032258684124705</id><published>2008-09-09T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T02:06:02.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/09/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Alright, today was the first day of work – orientation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Getting to know the people there and I'm so lucky to found a sec sch senior working at training and development dept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually I've type long long entries 30 mins ago. But I don't know why there is an error and it's all gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, reached Meritus in the early morning and went for a short paper work meeting before heading to get my uniform fitted. Well, I couldn't get a well fitted dress and it took me like full 30 mins to get the NEAR TO perfect ones. However, I still need to wait for it to get alter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm, it likes a hazardous day. Getting to know all the rooms is worse. Besides that, I'm going to be the only one going to telecommunication in 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Dec.: (I'm like, huh! How can? I cant even talk properly. : ( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, currently Meritus is undergoing major renovations which make it difficult for staffs to move about and a lot of unwanted scenario will definitely be happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-2810032258684124705?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/2810032258684124705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=2810032258684124705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2810032258684124705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2810032258684124705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/09/090908.html' title='09/09/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4210959752571051740</id><published>2008-08-30T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:45:24.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/08/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Feeling rather bad this few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depending yet unable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Believing yet untrue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Controlling yet anguish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I'm not sure why have I been this way lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heartache.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4210959752571051740?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4210959752571051740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4210959752571051740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4210959752571051740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4210959752571051740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/08/300808.html' title='30/08/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1205878749281714569</id><published>2008-08-29T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:07:02.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/08/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally! Exams completed. Drained and dried from inside out. Feeling much better after suffering from 4day straight papers. Well, I've got no holidays. Perhaps only one week break and I've to be prepared for my SIP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Excited yet exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CITY CHASE 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photos will be uploaded soon!Well, I've got numerous of stuff to share! Can't wait to post this entry!Me, baby, Sheila and Michelle participate in this treasure hunting even- City Chase last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's full of crap, excitement, adventure and experiencing fear factor. We reached Central Mall that day and waited for the event to get started. Grabbed for the hints sheet and started the adventure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First Stop- Holland Road &lt;br/&gt;Singing the song with the loud-hauler and taste the ice cream flavor blind-folded. – DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second stop – Forgot which swimming pool&lt;br/&gt;FEAR FACTOR: Jumping down 5m high into the pool. Sheila jumped twice and I'm so excited and enthuse! It has got the feeling of committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Third stop and fourth- Sembwaste&lt;br/&gt;STUPID station and tasked to collect certain waste item. Ransacked all the chutes and dustbins around the estate.- DONE AND damn disgusting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fifth stop- Arab Street&lt;br/&gt;Prata making and get to eat it when I'm already damn hungry! – DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sixth stop and seventh stop- Buffalo Street &lt;br/&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IT! I ate 5, FIVE mealworm &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; proud of myself thou. Frankly speaking, life mealworm taste sucky but it's crunchy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Headed back to Central. : ) but I vomited out 1 mealworm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Alright, studies have been the core things I've done for the past few days. That all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1205878749281714569?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1205878749281714569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1205878749281714569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1205878749281714569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1205878749281714569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/08/290808.html' title='29/08/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6816199690939420590</id><published>2008-08-26T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:17:44.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/08/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Progression…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fnb – down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lodging – down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mice – dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dpd – haven touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gaming – dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mugging hard and I need to fragment my brain … &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6816199690939420590?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6816199690939420590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6816199690939420590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6816199690939420590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6816199690939420590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/08/260809.html' title='26/08/09'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-5924583517284369178</id><published>2008-08-26T11:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:48:05.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, busy mugging. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-5924583517284369178?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/5924583517284369178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=5924583517284369178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5924583517284369178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5924583517284369178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-well-busy-mugging.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8683713399144263310</id><published>2008-08-14T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:30:06.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/08/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKMoE8Fi24I/AAAAAAAAAeA/myURWF9cbdM/s1600-h/DSC04187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234071257248619394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKMoE8Fi24I/AAAAAAAAAeA/myURWF9cbdM/s320/DSC04187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKMoFHPoGWI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Cqq3VPSimck/s1600-h/DSC04189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234071260243695970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKMoFHPoGWI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Cqq3VPSimck/s320/DSC04189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKMoFv05aCI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vxMj43xyC9E/s1600-h/DSC04166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234071271137437730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKMoFv05aCI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vxMj43xyC9E/s320/DSC04166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I’ve got the chance to say something about my Boyfriend :) He’s such a cute, adorable, cunning, dutiful and amazing BF. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, why do I say so? You shall take a look at his Friendster’s photos which he uploads his most horrible face which are done by me! Anyway, I’m so amused by what I’ve seen and thanks darling for making me smile once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling, thanks for every single things that you had done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is especially for you. I love you, Sean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8683713399144263310?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8683713399144263310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8683713399144263310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8683713399144263310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8683713399144263310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-ive-got-chance-to-say-something.html' title='14/08/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKMoE8Fi24I/AAAAAAAAAeA/myURWF9cbdM/s72-c/DSC04187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-694715468947267080</id><published>2008-08-12T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:03:29.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKF71TGcuGI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jaiTfhv2JE0/s1600-h/1_944682394l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233600397571831906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKF71TGcuGI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jaiTfhv2JE0/s320/1_944682394l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKF71aqcN8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/gZfhfShBBjo/s1600-h/1_848461904l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233600399601842114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKF71aqcN8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/gZfhfShBBjo/s320/1_848461904l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NUS run in less then a week. Training all this while and hope that I could complete within 1hr. These few days have been really tiring for me. How I wish I could be given with more than 24 hrs a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a rollercoaster; it has ups and downs, twists and turns, but when you get of, you always want to get back on”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend has gone through a lot of suffering this few days. And I guess he had stopped all these nuisances. Well, I hope my boy can understand that I really treasure my friendships and I can’t leave my friends there without helping. Sometimes, I just wish that you could be my listening ear and keep it to yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling down lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-694715468947267080?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/694715468947267080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=694715468947267080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/694715468947267080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/694715468947267080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/08/nus-run-in-less-then-week.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SKF71TGcuGI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jaiTfhv2JE0/s72-c/1_944682394l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-5930616035661617192</id><published>2008-08-04T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:31:52.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/08/09</title><content type='html'>When you are blessed with a certain things, do give it a thought and don’t take things for granted. Having the kinship is not an easy things, I still remember how harsh I can be towards my brother. But now, I’m trying to love my brother more. So darling, love your brother alright? I know it’s an excuse for saying that he’s still young or perhaps, he hasn’t really gone through as much as you. We, as the elder, we have to give in right? Well, someone just have to accept the fact and give in.&lt;br /&gt;And baby, just cut the hairstyle I suggested. It suits you: ) Also, let’s study hard and enjoy the time after exams! Another favor, Be my first customer for my business can? : )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went FOP on sat with Sheila. It was awesome! The day preaches was so enriching – being mature is accepting the responsibility. : ) Are we human growing old or growing up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-5930616035661617192?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/5930616035661617192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=5930616035661617192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5930616035661617192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5930616035661617192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/08/040809.html' title='04/08/09'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-2807753522726131858</id><published>2008-07-24T13:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:32:17.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/07/08</title><content type='html'>Friday is the submission date for the last project. It’s like finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the previous post, it’s a random post saying ‘I hate liars’ and so many people had questioned me about that. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yesterday I received awesome news, my BestF sent me a message announcing that she is attached. Well, I’m still unsure who’s that guy is. Sound familiar. Eventually, I’m happy and glad about this good news. I’m sure that you will get your happiness! Still love you as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends are getting along well with his or her partner. I’m pleased to hear that and hope that things can continue this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I wanted to ask, what do you consider as a perfect relationship? What have to be done in order to maintain a healthy and happy relationship? I’m been hearing friends’ problems and some of these would always lies within the circle of ‘trust’ and ‘Sensitiveness’. World had changed, I bet those who knows me, understand what I’m trying to imply. : )&lt;br /&gt; My head is blowing up when come to think of these. It is ethical to yearn for a return whenever you do something for a person? Giving is always a surprise; Desiring is always a cause of problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-2807753522726131858?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/2807753522726131858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=2807753522726131858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2807753522726131858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2807753522726131858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/07/240708.html' title='24/07/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1429048249642016614</id><published>2008-07-23T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:42:37.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE LIER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1429048249642016614?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1429048249642016614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1429048249642016614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1429048249642016614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1429048249642016614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-lier.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3811892872237011848</id><published>2008-07-20T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:23:16.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/07/08</title><content type='html'>Completed 10km today! AWESOME to SHAPE RUN 2008! I didn’t stop at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby waited for me at the finishing line :) But we had a small dispute after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making our way to Harbourfront and had our double-date! HA-HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanning was cool with darling and her bf. But, there’s not much sun and I’m down with stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my schoolwork,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I’m left with just few more projects and I’ll be free from all this torturing. Imagine how joyful I’ll be without schoolwork and someone (baby) still own me a day to Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin birthday is 2days away from now. Couldn’t think of any present that suits her and ended buying 40bucks voucher for her. Celebrated her birthday last wed at Hangout Hotel’s restaurant. The restaurant is so damn cool and elegant! It’s sort of a boutique fusion restaurant anyway. Food was awesome, especially the Fried Laksa, Lamp Shank and the CHOCOLATE FONDUE which blend well with the cooked banana which beautify the dish. The sweetness is alright which add a flavor of bitterness. You ought to try it! Dinner was a bomb that cost 200+ which is… worth-it! It’s located at Emily road near Orchard Road!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3811892872237011848?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3811892872237011848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3811892872237011848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3811892872237011848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3811892872237011848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/07/200708.html' title='20/07/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4414556484767362006</id><published>2008-07-15T10:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:48:33.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/07/08</title><content type='html'>After so long of depression and fall out, finally, I picked myself up and move on. He’s finally back to the nice-self and everything was back to normal and perhaps, even better. Thanks for the whole thing that you had done. You are forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously, I feel like a princess again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, nothing much happened this few days. The whole week was just evolved around projects submissions and lessons. However, the dates just couldn’t seem to move on. Jogging was so fun with brother and of course, preparing myself for this Sunday Shape Run. : ) completing 10 km will be my aim! Ha-ha. I ought to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing all my girls now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4414556484767362006?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4414556484767362006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4414556484767362006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4414556484767362006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4414556484767362006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/07/after-so-long-of-depression-and-fall.html' title='15/07/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7229344970746946011</id><published>2008-07-10T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:31:10.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/07/08</title><content type='html'>Dearest Sis was so nice to me! : ) after so long, we finally meet up on last sat and yes, shopping! Thou it’s been more than half a year since we last met, laughing and playing was never the end! Making fun and playing along Orchard Road was still as enjoyable as before, teasing you with till the same thing was never bored. Well, I come to realized that you had changed, into a better person who has more sense and charisma! Ha-ha. I bet you must be happy that I’m saying all this here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Clement and Shir at Din Tai Feng was awesome! It’s sort of a farewell dinner for Clement before he got enrolled in army. Couldn’t stop bickering with him throughout the night. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m trying to divert my attention to somewhere else to prevent myself from exploding due to stress. Projects are like never ending, assignments are haunting me and time is running away from me, leaving me with no choice but to admit the fact that, DEAD-lines are near. Personal stresses are also affecting me, pushing to the maximum limit which makes me tears everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, no one knows how frustrated and gloomy I am this few days. Perhaps someone does. Hopefully, I’ll not be shedding anymore tears from now on. There’s always a certain period in my life when I had to hides my feelings and ‘stay happy’ in a way.  I hate things to go wrong and obstacles that get through my way. I couldn’t accept flaws and cracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I want to be real cheerful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7229344970746946011?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7229344970746946011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7229344970746946011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7229344970746946011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7229344970746946011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/07/100708.html' title='10/07/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8881832602107472187</id><published>2008-07-01T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:36:56.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/07/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SGkZg3iQqGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/eGCKGq6o6Go/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217729695739586658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SGkZg3iQqGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/eGCKGq6o6Go/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DARLING SARINA AND DARLING SHIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending a girl’s day out in Sentosa is Love!&lt;br /&gt;Almost causes Roy to lose something that is precious to him :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I made a booklet full of love for her. Bringing so many surprises that she didn’t expect.&lt;br /&gt;Sun-tanning is my ultimate love!&lt;br /&gt;Thou some unhappy things had happened at the wrong time, is doesn’t mean that it will affect us alright? You’re still loved by Sher and Ser! Not forgetting SEAN! Who drove us into the island without paying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to precious darling Sarina house and gave her our present and the brownie cake. It’s almost 7 years since we know each other! It’s like WOW! And just remember, there are friends who need care and concern too. :) Don’t forget us after your Birthday ah! Just joking.&lt;br /&gt;Surprises are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents allow me drove their car back home that day. Do you actually believe that I had driven from town back to Tampines? And soon, I’ll conquer the vehicle and drive my darlings around! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, shopping is splendid! I brought a Longchamp bag with baby. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217729236582335682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SGkZGJCpBMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/H_d3cqZXbmE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with baby eve after school today and when shopping! Went over DFS and realized that the branded goods are indeed BRANDED! HA! Baby, can you sponsor me? &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/28590938-8881832602107472187?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8881832602107472187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8881832602107472187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8881832602107472187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8881832602107472187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/07/010708.html' title='01/07/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SGkZg3iQqGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/eGCKGq6o6Go/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4087802965831112250</id><published>2008-06-18T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:52:06.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SFkvAxCbmMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZM68wsdUrj4/s1600-h/205857798_ebc9a8a5ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213249733868099778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SFkvAxCbmMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZM68wsdUrj4/s320/205857798_ebc9a8a5ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Power of Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SFkuuk_CKYI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/tsZjnXmUC_A/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213249421394979202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SFkuuk_CKYI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/tsZjnXmUC_A/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;: ) Loves is in the air! Someone’s getting some surprises from us!! Secretly for that someone who is so important to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby said my hair was nice. Shir also said my hair was nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with baby and his mum and head back to his house. The reason being, I want to drive home. :D Promise all my darlings I’ll drive them soon! Getting the license is so damn contented and I’m looking forward to more new things! Planning Bangkok trip with my girlies is my next plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is perfect in this world. By putting all the blame on yourself only tries to show how pathetic you are. Which friends don’t joke around bicker and gossip? Well, it’s actually up to the person characteristic and personality on whether he or she willing to take it seriously or not. Some people have a more generous heart, some don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all my friends because they have a more generous heart! :)&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/28590938-4087802965831112250?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4087802965831112250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4087802965831112250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4087802965831112250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4087802965831112250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/06/power-of-friends-loves-is-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SFkvAxCbmMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZM68wsdUrj4/s72-c/205857798_ebc9a8a5ea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3280639235187639141</id><published>2008-06-17T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:21:42.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SFcftCncgYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/67tFUd6O4vE/s1600-h/275000145_dc88e6ab74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212669952361529730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SFcftCncgYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/67tFUd6O4vE/s320/275000145_dc88e6ab74.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granny is in ICU. Nothing we can do to make the situation better. Nothing we can do to bring her back home. Everything just depends on her now. Hopefully, by not long, she can recover and go back home with us. Home without her is really empty and quietness. Things all changes and I really hope that I can stop the time and perhaps, return back to 16years before. The days when I’m still a young kid who doesn’t know anything about death and sickness. Well, that’s just an unrealistic thought.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that granny can go through this obstacle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got something to tell the particular person who doesn’t know what friendship’s love is exactly. What the hell is happening that causes so much pain and miserable between the few of us? Bringing so much heartache to them makes you feel the empowerment? Or is it, you’re just so vulnerable to change, especially the bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out what’s wrong with us, repenting and thinking thru what exactly we had done to make you hate us so much? All your actions just seem to tell us to fcuk off. If it’s because of badmouth and backstabbing from the other people. Then, I think you’re really taking friendship to lightly. And I’m really sorry to say that, you’re not worth to treasure and I’ve understand that initially, you doesn’t even treat us as friends. And one more word for you, whatever you had done and said, think about yourself whether you are like this before condemning people around you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3280639235187639141?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3280639235187639141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3280639235187639141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3280639235187639141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3280639235187639141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/06/granny-is-in-icu.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SFcftCncgYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/67tFUd6O4vE/s72-c/275000145_dc88e6ab74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3145290677483934406</id><published>2008-06-10T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:04:55.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.10/06/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210237547114461202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SE57ca8o-BI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Swahe7Hd2Ak/s320/2870160901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles - Love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SE57cKxefMI/AAAAAAAAAck/sZ4lW29RFto/s1600-h/2535569182_1c58b8b5f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210237542772669634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SE57cKxefMI/AAAAAAAAAck/sZ4lW29RFto/s320/2535569182_1c58b8b5f5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Jim Sturgess - Ultimate Love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you need is love, love,&lt;br /&gt;Love is all you need. – Across the universe.&lt;br /&gt;Jim Sturgess is so GORG.HOT! :) This Musical show includes 30 over Beatles Songs. Isn’t it awesome? Well, it stared a love story which set against the backdrop of 1960s. Thou the plot are hard to understand, but, eventually, you still can catch some bit of it. Anyway, I’m in love with Beatles and Jim Stur. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby told me that his dad is a fan of Beatles, so I think I’ll join his Fan club! :)HA&lt;br /&gt;Oldies are the top best! Especially when I’m hooked with this sort of music, I can’t get it out of my mind and to hum the songs whenever I go. Awesome to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who show their concern this few days. Appreciated! Well, I’m strong and will continue to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, get well soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3145290677483934406?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3145290677483934406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3145290677483934406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3145290677483934406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3145290677483934406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/06/100608_10.html' title='.10/06/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SE57ca8o-BI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Swahe7Hd2Ak/s72-c/2870160901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1023946191903810786</id><published>2008-06-10T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:28:14.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/06/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Several months ago I met this girl who share all her feelings and sadness with me. I helped her through her hard time and now, several months later, she moved on with her brand new life and forgotten her once upon friends. Gone were the days. How can human being be so fragile towards friendship?&lt;br /&gt;If friends are just a piece of paper, then, I’m here to tell the whoever, you don’t understand friendship love enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunch of girls gossips and fall out. We went thru thick and thin. We grumbled about each other and in the end, we are still friends. We can even not contact for few months but when we met, there’s like no ending for our conversation. But why cant some people do that? Please think for yourself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never Explain — your Friends do not need it and your Enemies will not believeyou anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bad stuff aside; I’ve been missing my two girls a lot. Can’t squeeze out time to spent with them . Guilty:(&lt;br /&gt;Baby Eve and Baby steph, I miss you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma is undergoing some checkup. Hopefully nothing happens to her. I’ve been trying to stay strong and move on without being pessimistic. Hiding the sorrow behind my smile is unbearable and painful. Having to force myself makes me even more fake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1023946191903810786?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1023946191903810786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1023946191903810786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1023946191903810786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1023946191903810786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/06/100608.html' title='10/06/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3679117028246001471</id><published>2008-06-08T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:34:30.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08/06/08</title><content type='html'>Cancer again&lt;br /&gt;What’s wrong with this disease that keeps taking people life away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN’T YOU JUST LEAVE MY FAMILY ALONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m already getting enough hurt and crying of losing my loves one. One after another, they are taken away.&lt;br /&gt;What’s wrong with all these that is happening?!!&lt;br /&gt;I beg and plead to stop all this harm to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting tired and depress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3679117028246001471?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3679117028246001471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3679117028246001471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3679117028246001471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3679117028246001471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/06/080608.html' title='08/06/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6253082948259167134</id><published>2008-06-05T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:49:51.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05/06/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SEgK4YQiE6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/lvSfogydVPM/s1600-h/vintage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208424932754723746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SEgK4YQiE6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/lvSfogydVPM/s320/vintage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vintage:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There’s no doubt that many of us are still suffering those aspects of projects and school works. Even its holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the reason why is obvious, when you think about it – for years, people are studying with stress and more stress. Who will be enjoying all this torturing, unless they are insane. And this is why; people are not given enough time to finish their work. Schools are of course, extremely mad when they give us pile of paper full with words. Surprisingly, though, some people love doing all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH:) anw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m lucky to have my boy. He’s the first who makes me feel so lighten up with my projects. He’s the first one who lends me a hand by helping me out with my work. Mitigate my burdens and sorrows. :)&lt;br /&gt;Queensway spree today with Sheila, WC and MINE S. Brought a red ADIDAS running shoes for S$129 with u.p S$189. I’m waiting to buy another pair with boy! Starting on our jogging regime:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6253082948259167134?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6253082948259167134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6253082948259167134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6253082948259167134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6253082948259167134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/06/050608.html' title='05/06/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/SEgK4YQiE6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/lvSfogydVPM/s72-c/vintage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8449550416790906546</id><published>2008-06-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:46:11.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/06/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well, after so long, I’m finally here to share what I’ve done this few months. Mine S is back from China and we went through a lot of ups and downs during this few months. New school term has been a bad one. It’s the last term for projects and exams, after this hell, I’ll be going for my attachment at MM hotel. Oh well, quite afraid of working in a new place again. Yah, it’s not like I never change jobs before, but, its sort of GRADED.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’m now jobless. Made up my mind and quitted all my jobs including tutoring.&lt;br /&gt;Glowing in this relaxing life you may think, but too bad, more time means that I’ve to commit more to school works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I miss my love ones. Its been 100 days since my granny passed away, 50+ days for my uncle. Today, my phone went dead and I managed to find a spare phone on my study table. My uncle’s phone. I took up the phone halfhearted and look at the photos in it. Tears didn’t want to obey what my mind said and rolled down. How sad it is to see this once alive person just went disappear and now, no where to be found again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, not sure who is the one who told me about the 2012 judgement day. I’m sort of interested and curious, so I went to research on it. Well, I couldn’t imagine myself having to encounter this kind of disaster. Where would I be after I die? Will my last min of my life be spending with my family, friends or spouse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so unpredictable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8449550416790906546?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8449550416790906546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8449550416790906546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8449550416790906546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8449550416790906546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/06/040608.html' title='04/06/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7129329647188904220</id><published>2008-04-13T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:28:57.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/04/08</title><content type='html'>It’s the first day he comes back and yes, I’m so happy to see him. Indeed, I opened up my heart and spilled out my sorrows to him. A good listener and comforter is what I need most. Thanks. Went for retail therapy and I guess, it’s the only way I could feel relax. =D&lt;br /&gt;He’s back and I’m so glad that there will be someone whom I can depend on .. From this moment on. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still missing my uncle as before. His voice, his hugs and all about him. How I wished I can really turn back time and tell him to take care of his health than regretting now. Looking at my family members who couldn’t carry on after the death of my uncle makes me feel so heartache. Especially my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a lot of goodies for my darlings from someone special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7129329647188904220?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7129329647188904220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7129329647188904220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7129329647188904220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7129329647188904220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-first-day-he-comes-back-and-yes-im.html' title='13/04/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4193672369155903572</id><published>2008-04-08T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:36:06.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08/04/08</title><content type='html'>It’s been so hard for me and my family. And now, uncle had finally found peace. He could finally walk at the other world looking after us.&lt;br /&gt;Millions thanks to those who send their condolences and my beloved sisters who came along during the last day. Thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou uncle will not be physically be by our sides, he will always be in our hearts. The happy-go-lucky, humorous uncle we know.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the whole family will be going to collect his ashes. Hard on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I don’t think I got the mood to continue typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle, I miss you and I love you always. Forever. -06April08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4193672369155903572?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4193672369155903572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4193672369155903572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4193672369155903572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4193672369155903572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-so-hard-for-me-and-my-family.html' title='08/04/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1120611882304331565</id><published>2008-04-04T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:45:43.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/04/2008</title><content type='html'>Show your love ones how much you care for them before they are gone. Or when it is too late to say ‘I love you’. I cant stop crying right now. Holding on to my uncle’s hand, looking at his skeleton skinned body. Make be feel so heart pain. How can I not cry? Tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is always the joker that plays with me and my brother. He is always so friendly to my friends and I know all my friends love him so much. Always so humorous.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when I was young, I always run to him and ask him to pluck my shaky tooth. Always cuddle into his arm just like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, all this things seems impossible. He’s laying on the bed and couldn’t open his eyes. Looking at him. Still breathing. I know, he’s suffering. But we couldn’t do anything but to stare. To be there for him for the last few moments.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t imagine coming home without him asking ‘ Girl! You back ? eat already?’ All this memories seems so fresh . I want to tell him ‘ I love Him!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can be strong! And I’m glad that I got friends around who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1120611882304331565?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1120611882304331565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1120611882304331565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1120611882304331565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1120611882304331565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/04/show-your-love-ones-how-much-you-care.html' title='04/04/2008'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8382072714798675713</id><published>2008-03-22T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:59:49.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/03/08</title><content type='html'>Oh alright, finally I’m back blogging again.                  &lt;br /&gt;It’s been such an exhausting week for me and my family. Somehow, feelings of horrible stuffs might happen within this few days. Thou it’s a way feel release from suffering, but of course who wish for a shorter life for your love ones. Sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s really true to see who’s your true friends when something bad happened in your life. Some friends used you when only they are in need of help. Others stay by your side and support you whatever it takes. I hate it when some of the friends in my life are so self-centered and only care for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;To whoever it is, just take a look at yourself; have you ever care about your friends? Have you ever realized that how many times the friend of yours had help you and when he/she is down and in need of just your care, are you there?&lt;br /&gt;Every time when you come to me, I will never reject and I help. How about me? When I pour out my sorrows and anger, what did you really do? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Alright I’m enough of all this crap. And I shall forget this and move on.&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of troubles this few months. Forget it. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some of my friends, thanks for all your concern and help. Love my darlings a whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all those darlings who had actually initiate to pay a visit this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to the special someone for his love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8382072714798675713?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8382072714798675713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8382072714798675713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8382072714798675713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8382072714798675713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/03/220308.html' title='22/03/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-652993219785964790</id><published>2008-03-13T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T02:54:57.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/03/08</title><content type='html'>Been working quite a lot this few days: D and my earnings will be gone to driving!&lt;br /&gt;Exam results are out and I’m not satisfied with what I’ve gotten. Thou I’ve improved in my GPA but its still unacceptable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let’s put the sad things aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more month to go before he’s back! And yeah, lots of present for me I hope :D my darlings’ presents too!&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day when someone can ride me wherever I want! IT’S J ! Eating the wanton mee at east coast to library mugging in town. :)&lt;br /&gt;It will be a little bit different when he’s back I think. Because, it different!=D&lt;br /&gt;Haha i’m sort of being in a crazy state now. Totally RUBBISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise my baby Eve and Stephypoo that I’ll join then for ladies night@ zouk during the holiday. But, it’s yet to fulfill my promises.:D Cos I’ve been work like mad . opps!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this coming week? Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my SMS buddy SJ, things will be better after quite sometime. Don’t be so down alright? Just believe in yourself and move on. Let the time heal you. This paragraph is so specially for you :D therefore you must LISTEN!:D&lt;br /&gt;we have yet to meet up! When will you date me out? Which we had talk about .. LAST YEAR!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-652993219785964790?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/652993219785964790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=652993219785964790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/652993219785964790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/652993219785964790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/03/been-working-quite-lot-this-few-days-d.html' title='13/03/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-5007393731444346054</id><published>2008-03-09T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:12:15.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/03/08</title><content type='html'>Temper was so damn bad today. Can’t understand when they can be contented!? What does family means to them? What more they want to do so that to them, I’m not a useless being to them? So damn want to cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, someone is officially missed! =] waiting to be officially known.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to thanks for all the things that you had done. And I’m waiting for you to drive me around when you’re back! :D *My darlings waiting too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I hope that some people can know their limit. Thou the situations seems nothings happening but, don’t try to be a jerk. Don’t even try to mess with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-5007393731444346054?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/5007393731444346054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=5007393731444346054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5007393731444346054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5007393731444346054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/03/090308.html' title='09/03/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-9200521312990843993</id><published>2008-03-06T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T02:43:00.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/03/08</title><content type='html'>I’m craving for lots of stuff right now!&lt;br /&gt;Well, it’s such a good chat with all my darlings this few days. They’ve been such a wonderful bunch of girls who I’ll never want them to leave! =D&lt;br /&gt;That one day back at work makes it a fruitful day! My girls know why!&lt;br /&gt;Others decision is not for me to decide. But I’ll hope my loves ones will get what they actually deserves. =D&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to move on and indeed I had moved on. No doubt about looking back and feeling at fault. I’ve let down many people in my life. Taken the wrong paths that cause s o much misery. Such situation will never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should thanks to the Someone who are always there when I’m down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Love isn’t about knowledge, it’s what makes the other party feel warm and secure right within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-9200521312990843993?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/9200521312990843993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=9200521312990843993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9200521312990843993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9200521312990843993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-craving-for-lots-of-stuff-right-now.html' title='06/03/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6656816733899337306</id><published>2008-03-03T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:26:59.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03/03/08</title><content type='html'>hello everyone! i'm back and i think it's really time to move on. Hope that everything will be fine from this moment on. Hope that my uncle can get well. Hope that my family can move on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's still the same as ever. Working and working is all i can do now. But something is missing during work. Passion. Maybe i should admit that its that person who make me feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Serene is talking about feelings again.During a random conversation, someone asked me, ' what does a perfect relationship like?'&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's a perfect relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. To me, relationship does not only consist of love. It's about future. HAHA. i know it sound ironic to think about so far for my age. But, thats what relationship means to me now. Someone whom i can depend on. Someone who sets goals and future where he is eager to persude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more jus Forever Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. missing ever =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6656816733899337306?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6656816733899337306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6656816733899337306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6656816733899337306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6656816733899337306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-everyone-im-back-and-i-think-its.html' title='03/03/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4776818776917127048</id><published>2008-02-27T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:10:58.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Granny passed away last Sat. Rush down to her house with cousin.- 10.15&lt;br /&gt;been staying over her house since sat till now. And i couldnt send her off on the last day due to my exams.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i'm able to score well in my exams. =[&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the loves one to care for me and those who send their condolences.&lt;br /&gt;She's 85 yrs old and thats where her path end.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my dad,mum and other aunties and uncles. I really hope that time can be turn back to when i'm jus so young. Known nothing and jus being carried by my granny. Maybe it because of her illness which makes her lay on her bed for 10 yrs, i couldnt remembered her voicing out a word. Not once in my memories.&lt;br /&gt;This Funeral had gathered the whole family and its like a bonding time again. Finally realised how important family is. Better to good to your parent before we regret.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Bye granny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4776818776917127048?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4776818776917127048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4776818776917127048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4776818776917127048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4776818776917127048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/02/granny-passed-away-last-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-763088995277713774</id><published>2008-02-20T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:14:38.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/02/08</title><content type='html'>Thumb up for Serene’s determination since 10am. Mugging at library that make me see the possibility of moving towards As. Well, she decided to bring to an end at 3pm. Thanks to the ‘pork’ who sees as destruction while am in the process of absorbing numbers. Suppose to study but ended up gaming, sleeping and more. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, chatted with Hello Friend online, connection is damn lag. China seriously, uninhabitable! Rabbit dishes for lunch. Ehs! Madness! Theres certainly no reason to consume animal unless, they are insane!&lt;br /&gt;Not being prejudice, I guess Chin-nas really lived without morality. Maybe this is there personality or perhaps, it my perceptions towards this kind of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-763088995277713774?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/763088995277713774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=763088995277713774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/763088995277713774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/763088995277713774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/02/thumb-up-for-serenes-determination.html' title='20/02/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4570393483292497494</id><published>2008-02-19T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T18:43:57.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/02/08</title><content type='html'>Well, exams approaching and starting to have the urge of mugging. The last lap before holidays comes. But, it’s damn tiring to revise just with the notes in hand. And what more worst is that I don’t even understand a single things I had written down on my notes. WELL DONE serene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awrh! I really don’t know what should I blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I went school, Salad with Steph and Eve and studying in the library till 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;End of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Feeling empty right within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4570393483292497494?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4570393483292497494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4570393483292497494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4570393483292497494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4570393483292497494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-exams-approaching-and-starting-to.html' title='19/02/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-888098196619533690</id><published>2008-02-18T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T15:17:47.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/02/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;18/02/08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m here to update my latest news! =] Projects were FINALLY done and exams is coming in less then 8days. Oh well, I haven really touch on my revision and is lazy to do so. Anyway, Sad to say that hello friend had gone oversea for his SIP. And here I am have to motivate myself to go jogging alone. But, it’s alright, I still got my darlings. I guess, it won’t be difficult finding another pair of legs to jog with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving was ultimate SCARY! I guess the instructor want to try what’s the taste of dying. “GO, increase speed, increase speed. INCREASE SPEED!” The only thing that he had said throughout the sessions was just asking me to increase my speed. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I bang him off his seat then he’ll know what increase speed will led to. Irritating fellow!&lt;br /&gt;As for my training, have been jogging for the past few weeks. Believe it or not, even Chinese New Year, I have been jogging everyday. Good job SERENE! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well, not forgetting my kickboxing lesson which is starting soon! Ceila baby going with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-888098196619533690?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/888098196619533690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=888098196619533690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/888098196619533690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/888098196619533690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/02/okay-im-here-to-update-my-latest-news.html' title='18/02/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8737890839787124883</id><published>2008-01-12T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T15:18:26.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/01/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;12/01/08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't go after what you want, you'll never have it. If you don't ask, the answer is always no. If you don't step forward, you're always in the same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more weeks to go before holidays come. Hopefully by that time, you don’t get to see me behaving like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;Rather sad this few days, wasn’t really the serene people use to know. Family member jus can’t understand me. They don’t understand what I had gone through and going through now.&lt;br /&gt;Till when will they really get to know me?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, projects due date are getting nearer and nearer. Sleepless nights are getting more common and eye bags are like a friend to me. It’s like wow! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8737890839787124883?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8737890839787124883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8737890839787124883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8737890839787124883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8737890839787124883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-you-dont-go-after-what-you-want.html' title='12/01/08'/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1469575048930181873</id><published>2008-01-10T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:01:05.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second Driving Practical was FUN! As usual, good comment again, learned steering wheel, straight, gradual and sharp bend. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m really a practical person. =]&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty heartbreaking today, mum was the cause again. I just can’t understand what she wants from me? I think I don’t understand her too. The things that she said were like weapons that stabbed me one after another. When can I have a mum who really cares and know wad I really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘Hello Friend’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes and goes. And I don’t know from when did all this things start among the group. Wish my hello friend get well soon. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1469575048930181873?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1469575048930181873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1469575048930181873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1469575048930181873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1469575048930181873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-driving-practical-was-fun-as.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-747938441664623088</id><published>2008-01-09T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T10:51:57.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time is just running out.&lt;br /&gt;Projects submission dates are getting nearer and nearer and i'm still not satisfy with my pace.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can have 48hrs per day!&lt;br /&gt;Frens are working extra hard around me. some dont even appreciate the things that god gave to them.  Some jus cried deeply inside their heart. holding their tear back when they are given harsh comment.&lt;br /&gt;I love this diploma! i hate the subjects! thats all i can say about my feelings now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jealousy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous why people born to be in a weathly family, getting into good schools and they life are always planned and free from problems. Sometimes i wondered, if i was borned in a rich family, able to focus fully on my studies, am i still so weak in studies like now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-747938441664623088?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/747938441664623088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=747938441664623088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/747938441664623088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/747938441664623088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-is-just-running-out.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8112526433157235142</id><published>2008-01-05T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:47:38.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say.&lt;br /&gt;How many of us do realize that people around us are always caring for us?&lt;br /&gt;Friends makes you cry, laugh and even make your imaginations go wild. And now, here I am thinking of the sweet happy memories. Memories of wad my darlings had given to me.&lt;br /&gt;Mugging for exams, sharing of problems and even commenting on one another bad points.&lt;br /&gt;Thou at times, there will be some misunderstanding; somehow, best friends will forget everything that had happened isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;Every one of us now is busy with our own stuff and even knowing new friends? But have we forgotten one another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGS my darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the girlie stuff again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8112526433157235142?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8112526433157235142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8112526433157235142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8112526433157235142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8112526433157235142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/01/everyone-hears-what-you-say.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3992016471697374421</id><published>2008-01-03T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T01:33:53.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It’s like ‘Tadar’! 2 weeks holiday jus fly pass so fast! I don’t even get to feel the holiday mood lah! Projects are piling up one by one. Holiday is over! Charged with my engine and start moving again.&lt;br /&gt;Done with 2 of my reports! So happy that I’m able to finish it and here I am posting my blog! Wow! I’m so glad that there someone reading through my reports and helping me to make me English errors and amendment of the report!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for showing me that i really do deserve better. =]&lt;br /&gt;Working at Km8 is getting more and more fun. =] with people calling me name like ‘ xiao pang’ ! Ya. It’s like AGAIN! Why can’t I avoid all this names? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practical lesson for driving was SOSO fun! Comment from my instructor that I’m a fast learner and blar blar blar. All positive comment! But get to know that, everyone is getting the same comment man! Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I hope my life can be back peaceful again. True love finds u and u need not hunt it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3992016471697374421?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3992016471697374421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3992016471697374421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3992016471697374421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3992016471697374421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-like-tadar-2-weeks-holiday-jus-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-5357911507172710448</id><published>2007-12-11T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T19:55:43.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’m worn-out! Curse and swear for whoever invented this subject called ‘Accounting’&lt;br /&gt;It’s like so much to studies. So many formulas and sums which can make me real dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;Starting to see stars above me. =D&lt;br /&gt;Formulas flying here and there in front of me. Wondering why people can be an accountant? I can never do that man! Such a tiring job!&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm more suitable being in service line. Smile and provide them with information rather then sitting in an office holding a pen and calculator. EH! Cannot imagine that! Okay&lt;br /&gt; Let’s drop this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northwest Airline fieldtrip was great! Getting to see how the agencies actually do their Ticketing and stuff like that. Despite the super FAST typing on ticketing that scared me, the working environment there was real cool. With their own ticketing computer and individual working desk. WoO!&lt;br /&gt; And staff got to travel anywhere for FREE! Haha. How I wish I work there now. But too bad! I still got like few more years before I can go out to society to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been thinking a lot of things this few days. Thinking of what to do in the future when I graduate from TP? Thinking whether I should go Uni? Hmm. With this kind of grade that I have now, possibilities of getting in a uni is damn low. YA. thats how future-oriented i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting all this aside, stresses in becoming the problem I’m facing now. Can’t wait for holiday. At least I’ve got the chance to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Able to do things that I like rather then forcing myself to stare on the screen typing and typing away. But at least, I’m really very blessed to have someone by my side encourage me when I broke down with all this stuff. Thanks to the someone who had lent me a listening ear when I really need a person to talk to. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-5357911507172710448?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/5357911507172710448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=5357911507172710448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5357911507172710448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5357911507172710448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-worn-out-curse-and-swear-for-whoever.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4307539464249010807</id><published>2007-12-10T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T01:31:46.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Life without a friend is like death without a witness."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Spanish Proverb&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where have my friends gone to? I miss those days when we girls stay together and have your girls’ talk. This been like years since we all get together and talk about everything under the sun. It’s been like aged since we last met. Looking at the photos taken during phyl’s Birthday, O’levels period and even Secondary 1. All the memories jus can’t stop flashing in my mind. I miss those days. I miss the bond we have. I miss you girls.&lt;br /&gt;Thou we know we are apart, but no one take the initiative to bring back the bond.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not going to be the end.&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4307539464249010807?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4307539464249010807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4307539464249010807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4307539464249010807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4307539464249010807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-without-friend-is-like-death.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3224299930763874331</id><published>2007-11-30T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:18:41.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen Keller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Inspirational quote above. Kind of affect my feelings for a moment. Maybe I’m being too emotional at this point of time. Wondering why people have to go through ups and downs, happiness and sadness. Thou it’s kind of blessed when we experience happiness. But, there’s still sadness waiting to come. Isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m not able to accept any interruption from grief. I’m jus relay on people. Be it friends or close ones around me, I jus want someone to notice me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one should be happy with what you have now and treasure it before it’s gone. No point thinking of the on coming sadness which is chasing behind you.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we can run away from sadness if we don’t think of it? =] haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3224299930763874331?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3224299930763874331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3224299930763874331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3224299930763874331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3224299930763874331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-one-door-of-happiness-closes.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4151635508876037763</id><published>2007-10-21T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:13:25.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love i love! =] hees.&lt;br /&gt;i love my darling girlies&lt;br /&gt;i love my SMS kaki&lt;br /&gt;i love the one who always be there for me &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i love i love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4151635508876037763?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4151635508876037763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4151635508876037763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4151635508876037763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4151635508876037763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-i-love-hees.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4855765748669961156</id><published>2007-10-13T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:43:24.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys! i'm back at last! =] anyone out there miss?! &lt;br /&gt;I’ve been working at Sentosa, Images of Singapore. Basically, I just need to greet and give info about IOS and Sentosa. Haha. But, the sad thing is that, I’m going to take my guided tour assessment soon. SOON! I’ve never thought that there are actually such exams for job like this! I’m super duper worried and nervous man. Most of you should know how ‘fantastic’ my communication skills are. Haha.  Weak in pronunciation, grammar and blah blah! Hopefully I can pass on the first attempt! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss jogging and gym! I’m serious become a lazy piece of shit!  I need discipline! I think I should starts on my training soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..! Few days back, i encountered an incident which it’s like eh!  I SAW A FLASHER! Damn it! I swear It gonna stay in my mind for like ‘forever’. It’s such a disgusting PIG! For goodness sake! What the hell he’s been thinking?! What the … this world is turning into. Trying my best to forget it!  Serious it’s causing me psychological disorder = [.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Better be back to normal. =] anyway, still got to wish my baby Adeline HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! =] NIGEL SIM TOO!! Haha. Loves loves!  Soon will be meeeee!&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is, I’ll be working on my birthday. Such a sad news isn’t it? But, I’m double sure that my girls gonna spent a crazy night with me! Haha. I’m gonna turn 18 soon! WoooooooH! EXCITED =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4855765748669961156?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4855765748669961156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4855765748669961156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4855765748669961156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4855765748669961156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-guys-im-back-at-last-anyone-out.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-2586795943866362771</id><published>2007-09-10T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T01:32:36.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtTMscT6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/dlWTmbeV47c/s1600-h/bag+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108257685193379746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtTMscT6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/dlWTmbeV47c/s320/bag+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtUcscT7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/VSx6sdg_TN0/s1600-h/girls+out!.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108257706668216242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtUcscT7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/VSx6sdg_TN0/s320/girls+out!.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   I love my click of friends! I love my darling NANA, KOON, EN, ADE and not forgetting VONNIE! Hees. Happy belated to my dear koon too! It’s been like years since we get together! I really love you all a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s Sheila birthday! Gave her a shock cum surprise @ Ben house! Went along with messy, wanrong and Baby! =] HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR GIRL! I love being your foodie kaki! =] hope you like the presents I gave you! Its soso meaningful! And enjoy your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby bought me crumble Bag! We’ve couple’s baG!  Wee lala Wee! Hees. I love him lots and lots, more couples item to some! HAHA =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss baby eve and baby Steph too! Haha. Let’s hang out more please! I miss those days when we are able to gossip here and there. Want to work with you guys! =] hees. MISS YOU PEOPLE LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sye lea and Sherlene! Your sweets are still with me! Bought lots of sweet stuff for you all! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtXMscT8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/LRr9nU3uF54/s1600-h/koon+bd.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108257753912856514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtXMscT8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/LRr9nU3uF54/s320/koon+bd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtTMscT6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/dlWTmbeV47c/s1600-h/bag+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108257685193379746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtTMscT6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/dlWTmbeV47c/s320/bag+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtUcscT7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/VSx6sdg_TN0/s1600-h/girls+out!.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108257706668216242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtUcscT7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/VSx6sdg_TN0/s320/girls+out!.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtXMscT8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/LRr9nU3uF54/s1600-h/koon+bd.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108257753912856514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtXMscT8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/LRr9nU3uF54/s320/koon+bd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/28590938-2586795943866362771?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/2586795943866362771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=2586795943866362771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2586795943866362771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2586795943866362771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-my-click-of-friends-i-love-my.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RuQtTMscT6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/dlWTmbeV47c/s72-c/bag+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1464884401423605326</id><published>2007-08-30T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:28:28.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RtWsqcscT5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/2jKkv8bxaDA/s1600-h/steph+bd.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104175597951405970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RtWsqcscT5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/2jKkv8bxaDA/s320/steph+bd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RtWrisscT4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/tXBa2lpTwHY/s1600-h/blog+2+steph+bd.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104174365295792002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RtWrisscT4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/tXBa2lpTwHY/s320/blog+2+steph+bd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RtWnZ8scT2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/EfX78P41q7E/s1600-h/blog.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104169816925425506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RtWnZ8scT2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/EfX78P41q7E/s320/blog.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams have finally over! Wee! And guess what! I’m employed to be an attraction host in SENTOSA! It will be fun I guess. But separate from my darling. = [I’m gonna curse and swear!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I look my Staff pass and on top of that, a TOURISM ACADEMY PASS! HA HA! People please don’t get jealous. And for those people who are wondering ‘what the hell is that pass and what so good about it?’ Hey Hey! I’m gonna go in Sentosa for FREE as well as getting the chance to enjoy the activities there at a discounted rate! Wee! And the best thing is I’ve got two cards on hand! Wa ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright . Enough of the HAPPENINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Steph Birthday was damn fun! Dinner @ Merchant Court ( Swissotel Singapore), Chill out at a ( don’t know what name) Pub. Boyfriend Tag along and we leave before 12.30am. Next day went over to GCW BBQ. =] I love my Baby Eve and Baby Steph! Simply miss them lots. Wonder when we can go out again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m such a blessed girl who’ve got a Mum who create miracles( clothes) ! Haha. I got 3 new shirts! Wee! Wee! I love my MAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/28590938-1464884401423605326?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1464884401423605326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1464884401423605326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1464884401423605326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1464884401423605326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams-have-finally-over-wee-and-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RtWsqcscT5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/2jKkv8bxaDA/s72-c/steph+bd.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-5170095110634123587</id><published>2007-08-15T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:00:19.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RsMi8ZgJ_II/AAAAAAAAAbM/5bmKeXsPf_I/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098957624146787458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RsMi8ZgJ_II/AAAAAAAAAbM/5bmKeXsPf_I/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams starting soon and everyone starting mugging! Oh god, please give me more time. I seriously need at least 48 hours per day! Dangerously living in my own world studying and yet nothing goes into my mind. That’s shitty isn’t it? I’ve been flipping through FnB notes over and over again. I lost my count already! I assume that my mind had already given up on me. Terrible guilty feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha. I miss the days when I’m with my secondary girlies! Missed by me!&lt;br /&gt;I think we should meet up sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m depressed! Thou I don’t look like one. Wee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-5170095110634123587?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/5170095110634123587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=5170095110634123587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5170095110634123587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5170095110634123587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams-starting-soon-and-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RsMi8ZgJ_II/AAAAAAAAAbM/5bmKeXsPf_I/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6212189505315314286</id><published>2007-08-13T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T00:13:57.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! I’m home after a long day of studying. I love stuffing myself with information. Haahaa. So in love till I neglected my love. I’m sorry. =[&lt;br /&gt;Actually, nothing much happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the bond between me and you guys had changed. I don’t feel like one of the group anymore. I’m feeling more like a joke to the group. People just don’t understand the feeling of being a joke.  Enough already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6212189505315314286?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6212189505315314286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6212189505315314286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6212189505315314286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6212189505315314286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/08/yeah-im-home-after-long-day-of-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-5362970365408173453</id><published>2007-08-10T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T02:10:17.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrtWvpgJ_HI/AAAAAAAAAbE/TDHrg0lCuf4/s1600-h/Me+and+darling.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096762779894414450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrtWvpgJ_HI/AAAAAAAAAbE/TDHrg0lCuf4/s320/Me+and+darling.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha ha. Meet up with N-zire for awhile and head to town to meet my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping and chitchat+gossip @ bugis café.=]&lt;br /&gt;Darling met up with us later and I gave him a surprise! Wee!&lt;br /&gt;I’m so in love with him and yeah, same for him &lt;3 . &lt;br /&gt;Went to watch 'Secret' Actor- Jay Chou. He's Cute and sweet in the movie. And of course i've found some similarities with all the guys. Insensitive and so on.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can bring to a close that guys are all the same. - Girlfriend agrees to it.&lt;br /&gt;But, I still love my boy and so does he! Blissful girl I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrtTj5gJ_EI/AAAAAAAAAas/L2Vtrb4BlBs/s1600-h/clothes.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096759279496068162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrtTj5gJ_EI/AAAAAAAAAas/L2Vtrb4BlBs/s320/clothes.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096759378280316002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrtTppgJ_GI/AAAAAAAAAa8/il7D6oEvJmw/s320/Me+and+my+boy.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-5362970365408173453?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/5362970365408173453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=5362970365408173453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5362970365408173453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/5362970365408173453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/08/ha-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrtWvpgJ_HI/AAAAAAAAAbE/TDHrg0lCuf4/s72-c/Me+and+darling.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4280583399760180030</id><published>2007-08-09T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:34:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RroIVpgJ_DI/AAAAAAAAAak/oy2S3sO2DKI/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096395096334138418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RroIVpgJ_DI/AAAAAAAAAak/oy2S3sO2DKI/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retail therapy is the only way to cure my sadness. =] Thanks my darling Jingwen and Sheila. Thanks for your accompany when I’m down. Thanks for the special someone. I love chatting and pouring my miseries to you. I’ll do the same too! Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about the dress and tights I just bought? =] nice isn’t it? Oh my gosh, the price kill me on the spot. But yeah, I still bought on impulse! Wee! But, it’s really damn nice. Haha. I’ll wear it when I meet you guys. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! HAPPY SINGAPORE’s Birthday! Wee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4280583399760180030?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4280583399760180030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4280583399760180030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4280583399760180030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4280583399760180030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/08/retail-therapy-is-only-way-to-cure-my.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RroIVpgJ_DI/AAAAAAAAAak/oy2S3sO2DKI/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6632503576409726236</id><published>2007-08-07T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:44:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RriFT5gJ_CI/AAAAAAAAAac/yvE18r69oZs/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095969555269418018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RriFT5gJ_CI/AAAAAAAAAac/yvE18r69oZs/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I forgive and should I forgive the hurt that's caused me all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene isn’t a tool. She isn’t something that you made used of. Screaming loudly! STOP IT! Oh god, please give me the strength and guts that I should have. I’m worn-out and weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind to be the first person you seek for whenever you need help. But, who knows, things worsen and you just don’t give a damn. In sch, i'm like a stranger. A nobody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ought to do this for you? I’m feeling so unappreciated. All along, I thought you are the only one, who treats me this way. But, I’m upset that, you are jus one of them. Who can I really depend on? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOPBULLYME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6632503576409726236?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6632503576409726236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6632503576409726236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6632503576409726236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6632503576409726236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/08/should-i-forgive-and-should-i-forgive.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RriFT5gJ_CI/AAAAAAAAAac/yvE18r69oZs/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-571926219218925274</id><published>2007-08-05T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T02:38:38.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrTD6JgJ_BI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Lf1ExkF5Lhk/s1600-h/msg-116950237311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094912482213493778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrTD6JgJ_BI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Lf1ExkF5Lhk/s320/msg-116950237311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He’s Hot! Isn’t he? &lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, I think I’m having a craze for him. Ha Ha. Been listening to high school musical for the past few days and it doesn’t make me feel jaded. Yeah yeah! I’m Zac Efron Fanatic! Wee! Salad too. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m now at the aftermath of a flooded house. This took place 3days ago. Ha ha. Horrible blast pipe causes the deluge in my house. That’s real bad you know. Though, I’m delighted that the house had finally got the chance to be clean up. Not by me of course! =] SOS call received from my brother that day, but I jus send my regards to him. Ha Ha. He’s there cleaning the house, and I’m at my grandma house sleeping. Opps! I’m so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorizing that stupid menu right now! So many ingredients, so many cooking method. How the hell can I remember all that? Oh dear, and its like less then 35 hrs from the proficiency test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice to do stewarding on Monday! Last SSM and easy job! Wee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-571926219218925274?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/571926219218925274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=571926219218925274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/571926219218925274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/571926219218925274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/08/hes-hot-isnt-he-oh-dear-i-think-im.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RrTD6JgJ_BI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Lf1ExkF5Lhk/s72-c/msg-116950237311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4236721914038925453</id><published>2007-08-02T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T15:54:41.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TTO presentation totally sucks. Stumbled whenever I’m question which I knew! BUT, I my mind just went ‘blink’ shutdown. Oh dear. Anyway, I swear I’m not going to be a tour consultant or anything to do with travel agency in the future! This line is just not what I expect to be. HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I’m looking forward to work in hotels. Wee! From sales to management to PR. =] But right now, the most important aims is to pass my diploma. Survive thru this 1 and a ½ yrs of misery life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting on end sem test? Nah. I’m still busy with all this stupid test and presentation which seems so never-ending. Furthermore, I really need a short break before exams. My brain needs at least a day to unsoil everything. Clean and fresh brain! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter here I come! I know it’s like ‘so early’ to read its first book when it had already released the last episode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4236721914038925453?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4236721914038925453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4236721914038925453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4236721914038925453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4236721914038925453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/08/tto-presentation-totally-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8236989727483095345</id><published>2007-07-31T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:41:00.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/Rq9X9pgJ_AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CXsWz2p_16Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093386420203682818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/Rq9X9pgJ_AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CXsWz2p_16Y/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks a lot to by beloved! Flowers make my day! Days of bickering had finally over! We are back to normal at last. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is the submission for my French project and you know what? I just realized it today and hell yeah! Rush back home and start with this SO-last-min work. Due to the decision had made, I forgo the lecture today. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took MC ytd and didn’t manage to go for the test this morning. Heard from my classmates that, this test requires JUST common sense to pass. OH dear, I wasted my MC. But its alright, I’m suffering from severe irritation headache and gastric pain! GRR. Roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m intending to do some sport! At least go jogging my dear girl (Serene, myself). Searching for the appropriate workout/course that I can take up! Wee!&lt;br /&gt;I’m halfway thru this novel “Blue dahlia” By Nora Roberts. HA HA. Good job to Serene.=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new idol, ZAC ETFON. I swear he's damn HOT! HA HA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8236989727483095345?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8236989727483095345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8236989727483095345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8236989727483095345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8236989727483095345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/thanks-lot-to-by-beloved-flowers-make.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/Rq9X9pgJ_AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CXsWz2p_16Y/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1787588595313848816</id><published>2007-07-28T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:49:25.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqtlPZgJ-_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/aGqj-9GdtWw/s1600-h/=0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092275118890679282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqtlPZgJ-_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/aGqj-9GdtWw/s320/%3D0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wee! NDP was so amusing! I enjoyed and feel the enthusiasm Singaporean had! I love the fireworks! Ha-ha! Somehow, I feel like joining the army!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel unappreciated! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1787588595313848816?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1787588595313848816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1787588595313848816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1787588595313848816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1787588595313848816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/wee-ndp-was-so-amusing-i-enjoyed-and.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqtlPZgJ-_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/aGqj-9GdtWw/s72-c/%3D0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7013773468110145719</id><published>2007-07-27T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:24:07.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqoIa5gJ--I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/l8SVRig5508/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091891586901081058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqoIa5gJ--I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/l8SVRig5508/s320/DSC00705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally im here to blog. wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is approaching and its time to study for SSM test. Seriously hate it! Putting all this miserable things aside, ha ha, Im going NDP parade tml! Wee! And since that someone dont want to go with me. Then I will just ask my brother to go with me. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wondering, have I been used of? Did anyone really appreciate what I have done? Why some of close ones only treat me well when they need help? Why my friends are being used by group members? Can everyone out there show some sympathy and not being selfish? I am undergoing heartbreaking and disappointing mood. Right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7013773468110145719?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7013773468110145719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7013773468110145719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7013773468110145719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7013773468110145719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-im-here-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqoIa5gJ--I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/l8SVRig5508/s72-c/DSC00705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7411460392447442300</id><published>2007-07-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T23:11:41.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqdlpZgJ-9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/qcokZXP2Xn0/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091149665660435410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqdlpZgJ-9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/qcokZXP2Xn0/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Healthy lifestyle day! Wee! Took 4 apples and brought one bag of wheat scones. Been feeling plump lately and I think, its time to cut down chocolate and Tibits. Thanks to baby! Haha. Was late for French consultation this morning and that woman didn’t really help much  =[ boo. Anyway, I’m still trying to figure out what the hack shes talking whenever I’m in her lesson. Haha. Basically, she is just talking to herself using her own lingo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I come! FNB projects Yeah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7411460392447442300?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7411460392447442300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7411460392447442300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7411460392447442300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7411460392447442300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/healthy-lifestyle-day-wee-took-4-apples.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqdlpZgJ-9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/qcokZXP2Xn0/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-8580284159193197101</id><published>2007-07-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:44:32.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqYddpgJ-8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/ZOTKVkuPTF8/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090788823983061954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqYddpgJ-8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/ZOTKVkuPTF8/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its was a tiring day! I swear! Whole day of studying and doing of project can really make a person insane. How I wish that my projects had finish and I could actually relax and most importantly, SLEEP! Im not having enough sleep and Im getting weaker and weaker each day. Clinic seems to become my leisure places. HA-HA. I’m really tired of school. Please, give me a break! I seriously cant breathe my last breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby came and fetches me home from work. wee! Dinner @ coffee shop and back home. Seems like we haven been spending much time together. But, its alright! Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSM roaster had change! But I prefer the latest one. Ill be captain and stewarding!&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies. Left with 2 lesson of SSM and yeah, hell its over! Wee! But Im starting to miss GOH alr. Thou hes a scary fello in my eyes. I STILL LOVE HIM LOTS! Cute stuff indeed! Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-8580284159193197101?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/8580284159193197101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=8580284159193197101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8580284159193197101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/8580284159193197101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-was-tiring-day-i-swear-whole-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqYddpgJ-8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/ZOTKVkuPTF8/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1161594969869342891</id><published>2007-07-23T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:42:07.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqSajZgJ-7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/vNK7YysZZgY/s1600-h/DSC00701_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090363411767360434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqSajZgJ-7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/vNK7YysZZgY/s320/DSC00701_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SSM lesson was like never ending. Yawn! Tiring day!&lt;br /&gt;Bartending today was enjoyable. Having hands-on experience on making mocktail was really fun. Ha-ha. Unfortunately, there are a lot of staffs never turn up. = [giving our headwaiter headache when allocating job to us. Hmm. But, it was really impressive that we can actually manage with just this few numbers of staffs. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;I pray and pray that my proficiency test won’t be next week! If not by this week I,ve to memories the red and white wine, captain order and changing of cutlery! Oh gosh! Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy makes a person mad. =[. I know I shouldnt  have think this way or jealous because of her. On the whole, I envy her! Stop all this and I believe I can be happier then her! boo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1161594969869342891?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1161594969869342891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1161594969869342891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1161594969869342891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1161594969869342891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/ssm-lesson-was-like-never-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqSajZgJ-7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/vNK7YysZZgY/s72-c/DSC00701_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-1846126268756771115</id><published>2007-07-23T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T00:55:27.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqOI8ZgJ-6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/fP-68tSvj1U/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090062575078079394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqOI8ZgJ-6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/fP-68tSvj1U/s320/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wee! I swear I’ll love the sun forever! Thou the sun wasn’t that great today, we still manage to get yourself tanned! Wee! Tanned line wasn’t that obvious = (By the way, I’m not intending or trying to act like an Indian. Just that, I don’t like myself to appear ‘colorless’. Love my darlings who went suntan-ing with me! Miss my babes who were working at that point of time. Miss those wonderful and funny days!&lt;br /&gt;Baby brought me cookies and chocolate from Candy Empire @Vivo. Fantastic! I swear I love him!&lt;br /&gt;Donuts from Donuts factory was unbelievable delicious!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner @Vivo and Train home acc by baby! Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN! 8am is coming! Less than 10hrs! Believe it or not, SSM will cause a drastic change in a person’s mood. =[ okay okay! Enough of blogging! Got to force myself to bed alr! NO MC TOMORROW!. Gee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-1846126268756771115?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/1846126268756771115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=1846126268756771115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1846126268756771115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/1846126268756771115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/wee-i-swear-ill-love-sun-forever-thou.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqOI8ZgJ-6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/fP-68tSvj1U/s72-c/DSC00649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7373321850558022310</id><published>2007-07-21T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:55:55.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa259/serenetansuehli/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singapore Terminal 3 = total yah-ness! Ha-ha&lt;br /&gt;The ambience was amazing! With metal pieces hanging on top of the ceiling make it feel like it will drop and kill anyone anytime. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;Most of u still thinks the ‘departure’ sign just don’t look ‘Ah-tais’ enough. =]&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I rated 8/10 for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my beloved cousin! Wee! Buffet dinner celebration over at her house and not forgetting the Blueberry Chocolate cake! Love Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said that I’m only able to go oversea if only I pay it myself. Wow! Waiting for holidays and I’m got to work again! Ha-ha. So whoever want to go for a holiday, please tell me!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my jogging, I miss my gym and I miss my muscles! Ha-ha. I just feel so flabby now. haha&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7373321850558022310?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7373321850558022310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7373321850558022310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7373321850558022310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7373321850558022310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/singapore-terminal-3-total-yah-ness-ha_21.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-2581516254694124341</id><published>2007-07-21T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:54:08.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Singapore Terminal 3 = total yah-ness! Ha-ha&lt;br /&gt;The ambience was amazing! With metal pieces hanging on top of the ceiling make it feel like it will drop and kill anyone anytime. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;Most of u still thinks the ‘departure’ sign just don’t look ‘Ah-tais’ enough. =]&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I rated 8/10 for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my beloved cousin! Wee! Buffet dinner celebration over at her house and not forgetting the Blueberry Chocolate cake! Love Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said that I’m only able to go oversea if only I pay it myself. Wow! Waiting for holidays and I’m got to work again! Ha-ha. So whoever want to go for a holiday, please tell me!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my jogging, I miss my gym and I miss my muscles! Ha-ha. I just feel so flabby now. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-2581516254694124341?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/2581516254694124341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=2581516254694124341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2581516254694124341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/2581516254694124341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/singapore-terminal-3-total-yah-ness-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7475817914386540447</id><published>2007-07-21T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:30:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqDi_RJjShI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Y1kvqdfewP8/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089317155491760658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqDi_RJjShI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Y1kvqdfewP8/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new look for my blog. Isn't it nice?&lt;br /&gt;It’s been like, wow-so-long time never get to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;WEE! Most Projects was down and left with what i hate most. Menu making.&lt;br /&gt;But you know, it’s like nothing to me alr. Life was still the same with only minor changes happening around me. LIFELESS!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my babes, darlings and sisters. Special friends come and go. Who’s gonna be your lifetime friends and who’s the one who will walk away? Living in the world full of beings, who really will be the True friends?&lt;br /&gt;Darling boy have been working like mad and left me at home stoning like a piece of rotting wood. Ha-ha. I MISS YOU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7475817914386540447?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7475817914386540447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7475817914386540447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7475817914386540447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7475817914386540447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-look-for-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</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/_VNLPuSGYxXo/RqDi_RJjShI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Y1kvqdfewP8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7209086589916396244</id><published>2007-06-07T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T19:14:11.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love isn't all smiles and laughs for the moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but crying and fighting for what you beileve is right and willl last forever&lt;/strong&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/28590938-7209086589916396244?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7209086589916396244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7209086589916396244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7209086589916396244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7209086589916396244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-isnt-all-smiles-and-laughs-for.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-9156476612687361974</id><published>2007-06-04T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T02:28:45.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Such a wonderful baby i have ! =) i love him to the max! i swear he's the best of the best! so baby stay happy! i promise my smile is always for you! i'll be the bubbly girl. you the best of all ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-9156476612687361974?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/9156476612687361974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=9156476612687361974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9156476612687361974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/9156476612687361974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/06/such-wonderful-baby-i-have-i-love-him.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-3522038861046220476</id><published>2007-06-02T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T23:16:26.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You ask me what's was wrong and i said nothing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i turn around and whisper everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm craving for the care from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the understand from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-3522038861046220476?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/3522038861046220476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=3522038861046220476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3522038861046220476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/3522038861046220476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-ask-me-whats-was-wrong-and-i-said.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-6816070207108589267</id><published>2007-06-02T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T19:30:24.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm happy happy! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;wooooooooooooooooOoooooOOoooooo~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-6816070207108589267?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/6816070207108589267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=6816070207108589267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6816070207108589267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/6816070207108589267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-happy-happy-3-wooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-4930429704398673089</id><published>2007-06-02T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:00:36.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To you, yesterday was just a past tense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To me, Yesterday was a none forgettable heartbreaking nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-4930429704398673089?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/4930429704398673089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=4930429704398673089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4930429704398673089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/4930429704398673089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-you-yesterday-was-just-past-tense.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28590938.post-7619173841303578264</id><published>2007-06-02T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T11:36:19.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This like a nightmare. I'm feeling a lost now. All along, i thought i'll only need to go there to tag along with them. but i was wrong. i've been there worry and worry. it's really make me heartpain. You should know the feeling when you see you loves one so suffering. heartpain.&lt;br /&gt;i was at the point where i'm at the verge or anger. However seeing you so suffering. i'm have none of the reason to leave you alone. you just mean so much to me. I'm sorry if my attitude sucks that night.My hot temper. i shan't say anything more. everything will be kept in my heart. i swear. it's a long torturing nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was lock outside the door. alone. sitting in the dark playground sobbing away. wondering how much i'm worth. wondering at tat point of time, who can i lean my head onto? which shoulder was there to wait for my cries? i know you were worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW- trying to bluff myself thru .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28590938-7619173841303578264?l=i-am-serene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/feeds/7619173841303578264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28590938&amp;postID=7619173841303578264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7619173841303578264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28590938/posts/default/7619173841303578264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-serene.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-like-nightmare.html' title=''/><author><name>renes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16703710487274051628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
