<?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-4103655679867686981</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:26:51.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iceangel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-7477599300444136580</id><published>2010-05-16T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:36:35.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable night i will never forget.</title><content type='html'>Not feeling well, its been a long time since i felt this sick, and its  so miserable to suffer alone here,&lt;br /&gt;i just had a massive shiver that almost look like i had fits... it was  scary, shortly after i puked on the bed, yes i know its gross but  nevertheless i puked. i did not want my parents to worry.. so i wrapped  it up and pretended i was changing bedsheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is god damn miserable, what makes it worst. I was clearing  up my thumb drive from all the unwanted file and i came across that was  being played at a close friends wedding, I played it and yeah, i started  crying like mad dog, i had to open my window and cry outside cause i  dont want my parents to hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even right now i am still shivering as i type this on my keyboard. Tears  still flowing down non-stop, towel is soaked with tears. What a bad  early morning it is for me. Feels like i am going to die, no energy to  even stand up or lift myself to the bed. anyway the song lyrics is below  and so is the mtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Moment I saw you,&lt;br /&gt; from the moment I looked into your eyes&lt;br /&gt; there was something about you&lt;br /&gt; I knew I knew&lt;br /&gt; that you were once in a life time&lt;br /&gt; a treasure near impossible to find&lt;br /&gt; and I know how lucky I am to have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chorus:&lt;br /&gt; Cause I've seen the rainbows that can take your breath away&lt;br /&gt; the beauty of the setting sun that ends a perfect day&lt;br /&gt; and when it comes to shooting stars, I've seen a few&lt;br /&gt; but I've never seen anything...as beautiful as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Holding you in my arms&lt;br /&gt; no one else has fit so perfectly&lt;br /&gt; I could dance forever with you, with you&lt;br /&gt; and at the stroke of midnight&lt;br /&gt; please forgive me if I can't let go&lt;br /&gt; cause I never dreamed I'd find a Cinderella of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chorus:&lt;br /&gt; Cause I've seen the rainbows that can take your breath away&lt;br /&gt; the beauty of the setting sun that ends a perfect day&lt;br /&gt; and when it comes to shooting stars, I've seen a few&lt;br /&gt; but I've never seen anything...as beautiful as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chorus repeat:&lt;br /&gt; Cause I've seen the rainbows that can take your breath away&lt;br /&gt; the beauty of the setting sun that ends a perfect day&lt;br /&gt; and when it comes to shooting stars, I've seen a few&lt;br /&gt; but I've never seen anything...&lt;br /&gt; Oh Oh, Oh no, I've never seen anything...as beautiful as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; from the moment I saw you,&lt;br /&gt; from the moment I looked into your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/GS9GH8XX3Ew/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GS9GH8XX3Ew&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GS9GH8XX3Ew&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&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/4103655679867686981-7477599300444136580?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/7477599300444136580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=7477599300444136580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7477599300444136580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7477599300444136580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2010/05/jim-brickman-feat-wayne-brady-beautiful.html' title='Miserable night i will never forget.'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-18398256423300866</id><published>2010-04-06T21:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:39:14.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last call for bets ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! hello i am back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enthu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; with my new course which is! being a casino dealer! yup yup! those who have been to casino has seen those dealers around and you might think... HEY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; easy, no sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well think again its more then just looking handsome with the long sleeve shirt with a vest and smart looks... its more BRAINS then you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And moreover you would think well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; maybe its more to that then looks and brains, BUT!!! all those finer details about it, i doubt no one noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all those hand movements taking poker chips, payment, heeling(basically stacking of chips)&lt;br /&gt;spreading the chips, counting and much much more!!!  *sweats*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been pretty tiring this past 1 month as i have been staying at the casino school for 8 hrs a stretch everyday from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Calculation was hell... my brain was almost dead by the 1st hr of learning how to count 95% payment. Started off with something like $200. then $2200, then $2220 and goes up to $9890, and $10k above. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah after all the practise!!! my first exam came up and i scored a super nice 60/64(no idea why the top mark is 64)  But who cares... =D passed with flying colours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; all i can wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, my dear dear left me for 1 week (sad) she had to lead a tour to japan and got to visit all sorts of nice places like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; land~ and get to SEE SNOW!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; -envy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!!! i got a nice present(sort off) when she came back!!! i got my first pair of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; shoes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; it was cheap there!!! i love it! thanks dear =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also she bought plenty of other stuff ! but another thing i love the most was THE CHOCOLATE!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!!!!!!!! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7tHaytzv4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-oobi7R9TbA/s1600/IMG_0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7tHaytzv4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-oobi7R9TbA/s400/IMG_0467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457033899105566594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its FREAKING NICE! I want another box! anyone going hokkaido ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7s_kwXX6eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QrYRHLn3ZTE/s1600/IMG_0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7s_kwXX6eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QrYRHLn3ZTE/s400/IMG_0469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025274180266466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Starts off like this~ stacking of chips 20 poker chips shuffled with 1 hand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7s_lb4Yy3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/8exLbVG2nv4/s1600/IMG_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7s_lb4Yy3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/8exLbVG2nv4/s400/IMG_0470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025285861460850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And ends up like this~all shuffled different colours alternate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7s_kKgn5fI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/o0BmjwznzOw/s1600/IMG_0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7s_kKgn5fI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/o0BmjwznzOw/s400/IMG_0464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025264018515442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~ after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; of dealing people get bored as you can see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! my creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7s_kk4audI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HuFXvzLVmc0/s1600/IMG_0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7s_kk4audI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HuFXvzLVmc0/s400/IMG_0465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025271097637330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing as a player and this was my hand. What the hell are the odds of the numbers coming out like that... amazing! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; the dealer did not have a blackjack!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after all those tiring days, and lonely days. I got one more thing for everyone, that is no matter how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unpleasant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; things are, no matter how bad your day is, and no matter what happens in your life, the most important thing is to !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7tBOpby9yI/AAAAAAAAAP4/H0OnA8nD7uw/s1600/05042010065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7tBOpby9yI/AAAAAAAAAP4/H0OnA8nD7uw/s400/05042010065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457027093385901858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YES! SMILE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last but not least! i love my dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; a kiss from me~ to you~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUACKZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7tBOE6rKlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DBjHWEkQJro/s1600/05042010064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7tBOE6rKlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DBjHWEkQJro/s400/05042010064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457027083583302226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till next time!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; signing off~ *last call for bets ? anymore bets ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-18398256423300866?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/18398256423300866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=18398256423300866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/18398256423300866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/18398256423300866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-call-for-bets.html' title='Last call for bets ?'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S7tHaytzv4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-oobi7R9TbA/s72-c/IMG_0467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-3950439348736343796</id><published>2010-02-09T02:32:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:51:51.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines and Birthday's come early this year~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And check it out! i got a new HEADER! done by the  designer herself, none other then My darling :P SO NICE! omg... she look  so pretty also hehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hehe!!! i am back once again!, :P so you must be wondering what i have been doing all this time ???&lt;br /&gt;Well recently i have had my final exams and i SCORE ALL A's! for all my modules! WOOO HOOO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i would like to thank my dear dear for supporting me all this whole through out of studies so far, by sometimes letting me be alone to study, i know sometimes i cannot pei you because i am studying for exams or i cant come over to stay due to exams around the corner! but dear dear i got all A's! Thank you once again for loving me and being there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So after all that exam is done... its a 2 week break!!!!! YEAH! *jumps for joy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So what have i done in this two weeks you may wonder? Well... i went shopping to buy for my dear dear TWO THINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First, a brand new Armani Exchange watch to replace her old watch that has been worn for so many donkey years it seems... So finally shes wearing 1/3 items that i bought!!! he he he ... why i say 1 /3 items ? well you will know in a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second, a new necklace to replace the one which well, i don't quite like the idea of her wearing it... and i have been wanting to change it for ages =), and finally we changed it! oh and also she got me one as well! so its a matching pair! hehe, i have never wore a necklace in my entire life but looks like there is a first for everything! (my dear dear says i look like a Gangster cause of the chain + dyed hair)... =(  , Do i look like one ? really ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third, a brand new bracelet to replace the one that was broken due to wear and tear which--------- has yet to be bought cause i am broke! LOLOLOL. So until i have the money to buy one! i will update it in here! hmmm still thinking what kind she likes... *scratch head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total damage done  - $$$,$$(censored)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total love given - Priceless, There are somethings money cant buy but for everything else.. THERE IS ME!!!!!!! heheheh =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know its a bit early give her, her birthday present + valentines, but due to the fact that i have money now and i am able to buy it for her, so i did, Just so in case i don't accidentally or if life gives me shit again(have to spend to replace a pc part) so i bought it early =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, as it struck me two days ago, when i was playing my game World Of Warcraft, My dear dear was out with her friend having dinner, and suddenly she msges me, "if i asked you to come over to my place now, Would you come ? "  i was like well should not be a problem, i will just let my friends know i need to leave from my game, and it roughly hit it as to why she asked, cause usually she wont, and something was kinda off, So i asked her if really needed me over then i would come straight and also what happened... but ended up she told me its ok, so oh well..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then the following day came where i was to meet her for dinner and after that go to her place, you can tell she was kinda excited :P, but i had no idea what was coming for me, it was kinda scary, -_-" so after dinner, went back to her place and she dragged me into the room! and produce a plastic bag, and asked me to guess what it was, I HAD NO CLUE! she said it was something i wished for... and the only thing i wished for while together with her was a Nitendo DS lite.  AND.................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOO HOO!! MY VERY OWN NDS !!! *excited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BerqbhCXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JSEU7PiNKlw/s1600-h/IMG_0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BerqbhCXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JSEU7PiNKlw/s400/IMG_0447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435948854453274994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOO SHINY! *drools*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3Be5StrmsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Uf0W4r6LWPU/s1600-h/IMG_0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3Be5StrmsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Uf0W4r6LWPU/s400/IMG_0448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435949088605182658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVING IT! *pew pew pew* *tap tap tap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BfGQDT4II/AAAAAAAAAPA/ETJi-pntDjA/s1600-h/IMG_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BfGQDT4II/AAAAAAAAAPA/ETJi-pntDjA/s400/IMG_0449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435949311228895362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am so happy honestly i am actually over joyed!  I know my initial expression was not that great but inside i am really really Jumping for Joy,  THANKS DEAR! you know something ? i am really really xinfu to have you as my darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this is a really bad picture of the necklace i took, hmmm but i am sure you can roughly see what it is suppose to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interesting Design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BeJg85szI/AAAAAAAAAOo/M_vzoAHSGHQ/s1600-h/IMG_0450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BeJg85szI/AAAAAAAAAOo/M_vzoAHSGHQ/s400/IMG_0450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435948267793396530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh and hehe a random picture :P of my dear dears favourite soft toy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BeIIfk-TI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-nfwfNzZsQo/s1600-h/IMG_0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BeIIfk-TI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-nfwfNzZsQo/s400/IMG_0423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435948244048083250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was the first present i gave to her when we first met and till now she hugs it diligently to sleep everyday :P. hehe she always looks cute when she hugs this to sleep :P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I also want to take this time to write a short paragraph to my 1 and only darling,&lt;br /&gt;I know today is one of the bad days, we quarreled due to you might call it misunderstanding, or maybe i was not clear on anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you get jealous easily and because when your jealous, it means that you love me*nods* I get jealous sometimes too, well not sometimes but most of the time actually, i am trying my best to make you happy and hope to be able to be here to make you happy for the rest of your life with me,&lt;br /&gt;Yes i said it... your rest of your life with me, =) . I want to spend every waking moment opening my eyes and seeing you when i wake up first thing in the morning. I want to come home to see you everyday, sitting there watching tv or playing your computer, I want to taste your cooking no matter how bad it good it is, i want to be able to apply lotion on your hands and feet everyday so it wont dry up, i want to be able to cook your favourite pasta for you, Able to clean your computer table when your allergic to dust, able to packet up your table when its messy, to comb your hair when its tangled up, to stroke your hair and sayang you to sleep every night, and most importantly to be able to give u plenty of kisses and hugs and say the three words that i really mean in my heart truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BnSeB-5MI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DNHKMjxYmFM/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_020910_033246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BnSeB-5MI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DNHKMjxYmFM/s400/WoWScrnShot_020910_033246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435958317232874690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Made this especially for you in my game. Hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Always and forever her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Turkey bacon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-3950439348736343796?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/3950439348736343796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=3950439348736343796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3950439348736343796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3950439348736343796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-and-birthdays-come-early.html' title='Valentines and Birthday&apos;s come early this year~'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S3BerqbhCXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JSEU7PiNKlw/s72-c/IMG_0447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-2264260947577223310</id><published>2010-01-05T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:37:22.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello once again, as usual its been ages since i posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(yes yes i say it everytime i post something and its gets pretty dry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got quite a nagging from my girlfriend for not posting, but my reason would be that i don't have pictures to post up, cause usually shes the camera women and all the pictures are with her :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner meetings with friends during the festive season but nothing special... Just FOOD FOOD and more FOOD.  Pretty much stayed at my darlings home and enjoying her company and many many hugs! =X but as usual.... it has to end! and hey THE NEW YEAR IS HERE!. so what did i do for the new year ? Well nothing special... went to chomp chomp to have the food stuff together with my girlfriend and my classmate(who is from china), So we made our way down (oh and we also had a few games of pool before dinner.) and guess what WTH! Chomp Chomp was not OPEN! Had no idea why it was not open was utterly sad... so we had to go to the next place beside it which sells not really fantastic food... but we had no choice! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NYS9GLReI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yqX-FHWqbsM/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NYS9GLReI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yqX-FHWqbsM/s400/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423275458945566178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out that pose... Waiting for him to shoot ZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NYTQzF31I/AAAAAAAAAMw/yBOz-bWA1ns/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NYTQzF31I/AAAAAAAAAMw/yBOz-bWA1ns/s400/DSC00004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423275464234229586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still aiming after 30 sec.... BIG YAWNS! ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NYTyIdQ_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/iY0u9-XRwxU/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NYTyIdQ_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/iY0u9-XRwxU/s400/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423275473182213106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FINALLY! you can see the smile on my face (one cue-ed him after this picture)&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy LOL!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!! CHIONG AR!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NaA-wPO2I/AAAAAAAAANA/EBI-nz2Jb-k/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NaA-wPO2I/AAAAAAAAANA/EBI-nz2Jb-k/s400/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423277349176032098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his first time seeing such a big "cup"&lt;br /&gt;he was pretty shocked when the lady brought it over.&lt;br /&gt;(he still finished the whole thing at the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NaBVXlzUI/AAAAAAAAANI/5AUIJAoNaMU/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NaBVXlzUI/AAAAAAAAANI/5AUIJAoNaMU/s400/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423277355246669122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be 10 sticks but... moment the food hit the table... We just whacked everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NaBw4-16I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jBDzkYh9lJk/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NaBw4-16I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jBDzkYh9lJk/s400/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423277362634479522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lovely aroma~ Oh my chicken wings~ *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NaCKWucPI/AAAAAAAAANY/otUzuRnwomg/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NaCKWucPI/AAAAAAAAANY/otUzuRnwomg/s400/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423277369470120178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the ugly half eaten sting ray picture.&lt;br /&gt;I only realise that we haven took picture only when i ate half of this LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was also Fried Dumplings(which was a empty plate) when the camera women took out her camera LOL!. also crayfish~ and LA-LA! heheh over all had a very very wonderful dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After food... we decided to walk around the place cause we were too full to go home! While also trying to find a POSB ATM... and to my shocking dismay... we found UOB, OCBC, BUT NO POSB! OMG -___________-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still manage to all get back home safely. Next time when we do go down again, i hope chomp chomp will be open... *sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4103655679867686981-2264260947577223310?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/2264260947577223310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=2264260947577223310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2264260947577223310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2264260947577223310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-new-year.html' title='Its the new year!'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/S0NYS9GLReI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yqX-FHWqbsM/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-4737774828600710126</id><published>2009-12-06T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:04:19.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money makes the world go round.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is this saying which i quite don't agree with it. Its called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"MONEY CAN'T BUY YOU HAPPINESS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder who is that idiot who came up with this quote, must be some freaking rich guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would i say that ? Well for the rich and famous they probably have too much to spare, money everywhere in their hair, toilets, kitchen, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is just for the little few % of the total worlds population. But what about the rest ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money to me can buy me loads of happiness... for example, a nice house, a nice dog, a nice yard, a beautiful kitchen, a very up to date computer, money to spend so that i can go out and fully enjoy myself with out worries at all, get my fats sucked out (haha), and the list goes on and on and on, never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever woke up day to day, thinking omg did i pay my HP bill ? Oh no do i have enough money to pay electricity bill ? what if my computer died on me, do i have enough to repair it ? Or maybe oh god today my long time friend whom i haven met for ages asked me out, do i have enough money to spend to enjoy myself, or do i have to cancel that outing cause i do not have enough cash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see If you had money... it eliminates all of the worries, You can do anything you want, BUY anything you want, hell even wipe your butt with money if u had plenty to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i ever want is just to lead a carefree life with no worries at all, But as everyone knows its not impossible even for the rich and famous, so what can we hope for ? just to lead day by day enjoying every min of it with out worries, Be it money or life issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is always full of ups and downs, but majority of us... the UP'S never last and the DOWN's are always very pathetic( most of the time we are in the downs). But what makes it better ? MONEY! hell yeah... throw me $200 right now and i would be out with my friends having a nice dinner follow by clubbing and drinking all night long(which i haven done in like ages). But of cause i cant do any of that hahahaha. *shit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!!!MONEY NO ENOUGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First thing i would do if i had money. Is to give my gf enough money so that she wont have to play mahjong at all... cause i god damn hate mahjong. But yeah even that simple thing like this is still a very far goal for me. But sometimes i think to myself, why would i be wasting my money to give my gf so that she wont play mahjong at all, but on the other hand, i hate the fact everytime she plays mahjong, this two things keep going round and round my head,&lt;br /&gt;But i can only come to one conclusion, earn enough money keep her at home, make her a housewife without a mahjong table HAHAHA! thats my first goal in life, and i am going to freaking do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this stupid game of mahjong we have countless of quarrels everytime she finishes one of her sessions, which is kinda of getting on my freaking nerve, just like a dentist drilling and drilling on the nerve on your tooth and it irritates the hell out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... solution ? earn enough money so she can stop her mahjong and stop quarreling and stop getting on my freaking nerve everytime we quarrel. HAHA so you see this is a fine example of how money can give you happiness! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;So whats your story about how money can give you happiness ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4103655679867686981-4737774828600710126?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/4737774828600710126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=4737774828600710126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/4737774828600710126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/4737774828600710126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/12/money-makes-world-go-round.html' title='Money makes the world go round.'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-3386586486311808910</id><published>2009-11-30T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:41:24.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOZ! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know why ? Cause My dear and i just celebrated our 1 yr anniversary together! omg... Its been so fast 1 year has passed,   So we decided to celebrate by having a lovely dinner at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;!!!!TONY ROMAS!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgxa7yykI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jzq3LFNlxtQ/s1600/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgxa7yykI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jzq3LFNlxtQ/s400/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409562873329535554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Table Menu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKfvrTyweI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dnKnNoJFSKs/s1600/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKfvrTyweI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dnKnNoJFSKs/s400/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409561743853797858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to ... get funky with the wipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgxomZEnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fNAmvqS-39Q/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgxomZEnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fNAmvqS-39Q/s400/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409562876997866098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ever lovely Dish. *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dish consist of a Fish Fillet. and a 200g Beef ( and everything else you can see )&lt;br /&gt;ITS VERY VERY NICE.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgyBvfFmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/msF9ejgMqiI/s1600/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgyBvfFmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/msF9ejgMqiI/s400/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409562883746895458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks messy but taste lovely *hungry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese Ontop of the chicken melted to perfection... and its so juicy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgyRK19sI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GoMAXYvj_D0/s1600/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgyRK19sI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GoMAXYvj_D0/s400/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409562887888172738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Cause we cant forget the lovely couple. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had a really great dinner and enjoyed it very much. This day i will remember forever. I love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUACKZ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So anyway... a interesting thing happened while i was at her house sleeping... as you know girls love to get hug by their Bf's to sleep... Mine is no exception :P she loves it to bits hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;So while hugging her to sleep GUESS WHAT!!!!!   i drooled on her shoulder!!! WAHHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;=X. I was pretty tired i guess, so i hugged her and drooled all over her shoulder, if it weren't for the phone call i would probably drooled more! hehehe!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well till next time! SEE YA~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maigcally Yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&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/4103655679867686981-3386586486311808910?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/3386586486311808910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=3386586486311808910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3386586486311808910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3386586486311808910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/11/yoz-happy-happy-happy.html' title='YOZ! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SxKgxa7yykI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jzq3LFNlxtQ/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-5454490358965669821</id><published>2009-11-05T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:46:20.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sorry!</title><content type='html'>As it says... So sorry i haven been updating, Kinda busy recently with all the exams and studying going on that i haven had much time to update anything rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will give a update soon. =) meanwhile!!!! sit tight and have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-5454490358965669821?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/5454490358965669821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=5454490358965669821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5454490358965669821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5454490358965669821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-sorry.html' title='So Sorry!'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-7368702600929540188</id><published>2009-10-02T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:31:02.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POOOOOTTT~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats right ... FART! this all happened when i was on my way to school this afternoon on a BRAND NEW public bus.... the smell of the up upholstery was bad enough... and guess what... suddenly i smell fart! OMFG MAN! someone bloody farted -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i was not the only one who manage to sniff that fart =X taking quick glances around i noticed a few passengers had "screwed" up faces, My gosh man... i never knew FART + New plastic smell = A smell to die for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing much happen today, except for school... which was a little bit unusual today... I got rather edgy today when this china people kept asking me what the teacher was saying- AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN- So i finally had a little out burst by saying if you dont know ask the damn teacher and stop asking me( which they have been doing so SINCE DAY 1) gosh. Its so god damn irritating when your trying to listen what the teacher is saying and then they keep asking you questions after questions, then being a nice guy u try to explain to them, WORST OF ALL... After explaining they still dont get it then u waste more time explaining to them while the teacher probably already finishes the next thing that he was suppose to say and you MISSED ALL OF IT. $Y&amp;amp;*#@$*&amp;amp;@^#&amp;amp;*#@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well todays mood is rather neutral... i aint laughing ... neither am i angry LOL! just feeling very Laid back and relaxed LOL! even my fingers has problems typing :P. Well i will end it here, my brains not functioning anymore! ZZZZZZZZZZZ... looking forward to weekend so i can finally have my DARLING SWEETIE PIE~ in my arms once again~ i miss holding her i miss smelling her "nu ren wei~" hehehe =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-7368702600929540188?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/7368702600929540188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=7368702600929540188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7368702600929540188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7368702600929540188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/10/pooooottt.html' title='POOOOOTTT~'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-7282806762968176606</id><published>2009-09-30T02:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:24:43.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WAY~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Theres something bout the way you look tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Theres something bout the way that i can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;Theres something bout the way your lips invite,&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the way that i get nervous when your around.&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to be mine and if u need a reason why,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its in the way that you move me,&lt;br /&gt;and the way that you tease me the way that I want you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;its in the way that you hold me,&lt;br /&gt;and the way that you know me,&lt;br /&gt;when I can't find the right words to say,&lt;br /&gt;u feel it in the way, you feel it in the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7B4UhS83nk&amp;amp;hl=en&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/R7B4UhS83nk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am feeling emotional today~ i miss you so much~ *sigh* The moment i hear this song i just felt so in the loving mood,&lt;br /&gt;love this song~ dear this is for you~ I love you *tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-7282806762968176606?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/7282806762968176606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=7282806762968176606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7282806762968176606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7282806762968176606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/09/way.html' title='THE WAY~~~~'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-7005429553280000180</id><published>2009-09-26T17:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:15:57.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ZOOM......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS F1!!!!!!!!!!! YES!~!~!~!~!~ I managed to get hold of F1 Tickets, and second best seats ever! its worth SGD $1,700 !!!!!  holy shit but yeah check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3aUDH-M5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OaKEYtAkYJE/s1600-h/IMG_0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3aUDH-M5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OaKEYtAkYJE/s400/IMG_0396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385700767375963026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Two Friday tickets and One Sunday Pass!&lt;br /&gt;(Notice its PIT GRANDSTAND!)&lt;br /&gt;Which means, directly opposite the PIT and at the starting line up and finishing line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3qJJTPPJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qCNLTUtLMNA/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3qJJTPPJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qCNLTUtLMNA/s400/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385718172241312914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Freaking exicted can ? hur hur hur... but before all the excitement comes the grueling Task of getting to the freaking gate, which was like SO FAR AWAY! we had to snake our way through back alley of buildings and all those funny roads that we never knew existed. In total we took 30 mins just to freaking walk to the F1 gate itself and guess what ? WE WERE NOT EVEN THERE YET!, our seats were like 500M + 1 overhead bridge + 500m walk. -_-" by the time we got there... the race had already started. SADNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3nsr9JccI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xaAf0--sMP8/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3nsr9JccI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xaAf0--sMP8/s400/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385715484304437698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way walking to our seats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after so long we manage to find our Seats... moment we sat down, we were HOT and sweating like dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3n2pggsYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Nzpvi6dGHKY/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3n2pggsYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Nzpvi6dGHKY/s400/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385715655446147458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAD BEAT ...I can feel my fats melting away. Ahhhhhh!!!*Phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3pMUXSU4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/aaVnICidqZk/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3pMUXSU4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/aaVnICidqZk/s400/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385717127239062402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewwww... sweaty and sticky yuckz! *wipes off the sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3pWa8gbiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/M5vZP67R28s/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3pWa8gbiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/M5vZP67R28s/s400/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385717300804480546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AHH!!!* Much better *pose* Cute or not ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after wiping our sweat and touching up on our cute faces! CAM WHORE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*snap snap snap snap* *POOF!!!!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3o8aO8UbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1nWd_THkrN4/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3o8aO8UbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1nWd_THkrN4/s400/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385716853936771506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out her cute ear plugs! looks like Princess fiona in shrek HAHAH! =X  But Still shes my Princess hehe muackz&lt;br /&gt;And as usual... i look as handsome as ever =X *hides from the thrown eggs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK*&lt;br /&gt;The view from the seats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3olnc60gI/AAAAAAAAAIk/buqFD441M0A/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3olnc60gI/AAAAAAAAAIk/buqFD441M0A/s400/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385716462348063234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE VIEW~( till now i haven even rode that wheel )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3ocn3qJHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3k14pIr5GiU/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3ocn3qJHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3k14pIr5GiU/s400/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385716307841393778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To the right ~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3n_JcIW_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/MKaKkg34EEE/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3n_JcIW_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/MKaKkg34EEE/s400/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385715801456663538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the left~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So as we sat down, Watching cars go by... i decided might as well give it a shot... so grabbed my gf's camera and tried my best to actually capture a PHOTO! of the cars racing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3oThhbwXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/h1yJZ_dW99U/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3oThhbwXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/h1yJZ_dW99U/s400/DSC00004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385716151518740850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;And the incoming F1 Cars!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3pqHBwKlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/V9HCziXBDvU/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3pqHBwKlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/V9HCziXBDvU/s400/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385717639055157842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOOM........~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3p1gVPlxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pbnd4Y4mYCU/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3p1gVPlxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/pbnd4Y4mYCU/s400/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385717834826356498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL ?  its just a blur hahaha... Too fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the failed picture taking of F1 cars... We started to watch the race with out even bothering about taking pictures of the cars haha!!! and barely 45 mins into the race... (i wanted to buy 4D, But sadly there was no car plate number) ACCIDENT!!!!! OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3oThhbwXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/h1yJZ_dW99U/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3ozGXk-sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/j39XfzPB6Lg/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3ozGXk-sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/j39XfzPB6Lg/s400/DSC00008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385716693985458882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what you get when u under steer... You get your rear wheel clipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after watch the race untill the first break... we decided to walk around and check out the place... after all it was the first time we were there... of cause my dear was super against walking but i had to drag her out of the seat!!! hehehe... So while walking around we saw many many people buying beers and carrying it around and really alot of people walking around... after much walking we spotted a odd piece of lightning so... HOIYA!!!!! camera's out and SNAP SNAP SNAP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3rtoCZVoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Jt_Z9PFP_Hk/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3rtoCZVoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Jt_Z9PFP_Hk/s400/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385719898479089282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually ask someone to help us take a picture. *POSE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Walk Walk Walk Walk* -stumbles upon something weird-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3s5fg_F9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Bbpj-CWXJ6w/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3s5fg_F9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Bbpj-CWXJ6w/s400/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385721201861531602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is that hanging from the tree ??? *blur look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3tLynmekI/AAAAAAAAALM/bv9FnHU-QDE/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3tLynmekI/AAAAAAAAALM/bv9FnHU-QDE/s400/DSC00049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385721516227197506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dear Says its a snake... But to me looks like the tree had a stomach problem and had a poo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3s5heexzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-awDJ3NRok8/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3s5heexzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-awDJ3NRok8/s400/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385721202387896114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! Its a Bra ??? *huh* Actually after much thought... OH! right.. its a bird -_-" \&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok then came something interesting... a bunch of stilt walking people with god knows what thing on them came walking out and dancing around a object in the middle... look weird but my gf said it was nice ??? *erm ok*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3s41lmWrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QomlhkZ9w-c/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3s41lmWrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QomlhkZ9w-c/s400/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385721190606592690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After watching it for like 15 mins or so... we decided to walk around  somemore before we left... and this is all of the booths or stalls selling all sorts of F1 Shirts, Hats, jackets, Etc Etc...&lt;br /&gt;And the price of this is NUTS! one jacket goes for $180 SGD... and BABIES clothings! $78 for a top and $68 for the pants. *like What the hell!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3sU5uKVbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MPtnJNUzqGc/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3sU5uKVbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MPtnJNUzqGc/s400/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385720573240956338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner was too big... + to manyn people walking for me to take the full thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3sUV9a9vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fuf6oB1ELfI/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3sUV9a9vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fuf6oB1ELfI/s400/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385720563641284338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FA LA LI. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3rv8e43iI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tr_xo6mZihM/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3rv8e43iI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tr_xo6mZihM/s400/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385719938327043618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3rvWmWedI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7WaxNUxQ5Co/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3rvWmWedI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7WaxNUxQ5Co/s400/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385719928157796818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where everything is over-priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3ruybD86I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Y_iAuZayhkM/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3ruybD86I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Y_iAuZayhkM/s400/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385719918446769058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac La Ren. The new Macdonalds store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3ruPRSYWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lbk162KoxCc/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3ruPRSYWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lbk162KoxCc/s400/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385719909010530658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3sVbYB1BI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BSgZ1UEPJ8k/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3sVbYB1BI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BSgZ1UEPJ8k/s400/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385720582274929682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ALCOHOL!* *Slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3sWE2i7SI/AAAAAAAAAKk/povcbqBh5Zw/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3sWE2i7SI/AAAAAAAAAKk/povcbqBh5Zw/s400/DSC00046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385720593408781602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least... visitor's center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well thats about it... thats the end of the F1 Walk... i have no idea if there is more on the OTHER side... but this was what i saw from the way that i was walking... Hope you had a good tour of the F1 place even though your not here! =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we exit we started walking for what seems like miles just to get out of the place... jeez... So we ended up at beach road to wait for cab like 20 mins later! lol... So thats the end of the F1 race event on FRIDAY!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till i blog again! See ya!~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&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/4103655679867686981-7005429553280000180?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/7005429553280000180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=7005429553280000180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7005429553280000180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7005429553280000180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/09/f1-friday.html' title='VROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ZOOM......................'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sr3aUDH-M5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OaKEYtAkYJE/s72-c/IMG_0396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-8630572607115315109</id><published>2009-09-14T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:36:07.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Pleasure :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is it a pleasure weekend ??? Dont think out of the box hehe, Its just that my dear dear practically stayed over for 4 days 3 nights!!!!!!!!!!! woooooooo =) she brought her lappy and we were basically sitting side by side doing our things... it was so much fun and i enjoyed the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope we can always be like this next time =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did we do ??? Well..... EAT..... EAT..... Computer.... Enjoy AIR-Con... EAT... SLEEP... EAT.... *ahem ahem* EAT.... and basically enjoyed each others company for the WHOLE!!!!! weekend. This is the longest time my dear has ever stayed in my house hehee.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway this morning when me and my dear was on the way out of the house, In the mrt... Sitting alone across us was a malay guy, it may seem normal and nothing out of the ordinary, BUT! after 2 stops... a lady came in and sat next to him. They obviously dont know each other cause they did not say any hi's or whatever. So... she was happening to Text msg someone, the moment she took out her Blackberry phone with the BIG screen to text, This guy practically tilted his head across and looked at what she was msging... he was practically READING EVERYTHING she was typing, and even replies from the person she was texting to... and to some point i saw him have a smirk across his face. GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;I mean how can you look at peoples msges like that, and sad to say the lady had long hair so she could not see that he was practically staring at  her phone looking at her msges.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVICE!!! Becareful of how you msg in public places, you never know who is looking at your screen ... especially when you have BIG letters with a BIG screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well till i blog again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-8630572607115315109?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/8630572607115315109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=8630572607115315109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/8630572607115315109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/8630572607115315109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-pleasure-p.html' title='Weekend Pleasure :P'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-6193774267776102387</id><published>2009-09-10T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:39:34.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HAPPY !!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEHE!!!!!! HELLO!!!!!!! i am very excited recently .. you know why ??? Cause i now have a wicked ass sound system hooked up to my PC! CHECK IT OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SqjdtHNdpFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/60JguMH-Vw4/s1600-h/IMG_0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SqjdtHNdpFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/60JguMH-Vw4/s400/IMG_0380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379793521993426002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NASTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats right i have been planning for this day for ages and finally i wired it up!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nothing much been happening recently except for me terribly in love with my dear, I have also been listening to IRADIO! a  radio station hosted by My dear dear and other dj's onair!&lt;br /&gt;do come join to listen! hehe the website is ....    WWW.MYIRADIO.SG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then all of that... School has been find with exams and practicals everywhere, and this coming friday we have people from europe to come and talk to us about wine, which i find is very interesting ! So i am looking forward to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, something big happen in my household. My sister has left home... -_-" she decided one day to be defiant and disobey my dad when he told her not to go out, cause shes been going out everyday till like 3 - 5am or sometimes not even coming home... so she finally decided to just walk out of the house even though my dad was there threatening her on the spot that if she stepped out she wont be allowed back in the house, and guess what ? She actually stepped out -_-" even with me giving her a talk and she STILL stepped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; *MY DAD TOOK THE HOUSE KEY BACK FROM HER*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, how no one can find her and even the BF is also looking for her + her Handphone is cut so there is no way of contacting her at all. I dont know whats gotten into her, and my parents had a quarrel because of my sister and are now not talking to each other, the whole house just feels so different now. *sigh* I just hope to a certain extent that my sister wont come back and create havoc again, all i want is everyone to be happy from day to day with less or almost no hicups in the family, But somehow my sister has manage to ALWAYS screw it up and turn the family upside down. I might be a bad brother saying this but sometimes i just wish shes not around to create problems, But on the other hand its always also nice to have a little sister around. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i dont really want this to affect me at the moment, i am in the midst of studying and i got my girlfriend... I dont want any unhappiness to spoil any of it. I just hope it blows over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maigcally Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-6193774267776102387?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/6193774267776102387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=6193774267776102387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/6193774267776102387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/6193774267776102387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-happy.html' title='HAPPY HAPPY !!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SqjdtHNdpFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/60JguMH-Vw4/s72-c/IMG_0380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-5505347581562353332</id><published>2009-09-07T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:15:36.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As usual sorry about the belated post!!!. Have been very busy with school and such, thus haven been much around to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as i said, I GOT A SURPRISE!!!!!! on my birthday she took me to a 1 nights stay at a 5 star hotel!!!! We had fun lots of fun! We ate ... watch movies... ATE somemore... watch more movies... and practically laid on the bed all day and eat! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;And I had a surprise birthday cake!!!! FREE!!!! complimentry from the hotel!!! of course it was my dear who planned everything, so sweet of her hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other then all of that i have recently become more  into my studies and exams coming every other week gosh -_-" . But i still manage to squeeze every single one of my remaining time to accompany her as much as i can, and also to be supportive =). I really do love her alot, and i wish and hope that it will last till we grow old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes been complaining or "saying" me hahaha cause whenever i look at her i always like to say this words "Dear, i love you" and her reply will be a   :   orh   :   thats IT! a orh... -_-" and i asked her why such a short reply... ORH... and she tells me that i always say i love her too many times :P, that shows how much i love u wor =x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear has also have FRIENDS! hahaha surprise ? yeah right LOL!. Anyway been out with her friends recently and we been hanging out and recently!!! they were talking about clubbing and such so i decided why not just plan something so that my dear dear can go out enjoy herself cause she has not been enjoying herself in ages =), so went clubbing and she indeed enjoyed herself to which i am happy that she did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear... heres something new for you.. instead of the i love you's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to MARRY you in the future. And also. I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-5505347581562353332?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/5505347581562353332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=5505347581562353332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5505347581562353332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5505347581562353332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-days.html' title='Happy Days.'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-3270703819082158831</id><published>2009-08-15T00:24:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:46:22.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 ~ Love Is In The Air ~ &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWhnv4dUWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/uaxLKpiGb6c/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWhnv4dUWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/uaxLKpiGb6c/s400/DSC00530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369875834949423458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently many things happened in my life. For one, I just enrolled in a new course which will be starting on the 19th of August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Integrated Re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sort Management&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have got a good feeling about this course so i hope i can clear it smoothly without any hicups&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, recently my dear dear has ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d a tough time in her life this month and shes been feeling down with al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;l that has been happening, i hope with me around she can always smile like this =D, you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love you and will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somemore thing LOL, ITS MY BIRTHDAY THIS MONTH!!!!! on the 16th of august i celebrate my 24th birthday( oh cheese sticks i feel o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ld ), so what did my friends did for me? Well take a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWSm3ooIjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/k7QsUXnF6U8/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWSm3ooIjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/k7QsUXnF6U8/s400/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369859327176221234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left - Right : Johan, Fiona, Jools, Mr Handsome, My dear dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh there was suppose to be three more person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sitting at that table but, 1 was late, another have no idea where he went, and last but not least... the "USUAL" person who always have the same "USUAL" excuse and as "USUAL" could not make it on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went to Mahattan Fish Market at ILUMA( opposite Bugis ). I must say the service there was pretty bad, but over all we had fun and a good meal. After the main course were done they gave a free comp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;limentry Ice-cream for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWW9XUrWvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mOTDS5MqHOY/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWW9XUrWvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mOTDS5MqHOY/s400/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369864111686114034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok heres the thing, i have never been "sabo" in my entire life on birthday's and i must say i was kinda dumb to fall into one. The ice-cream had a candle on top and the waitress told me to take it out with my mouth( i was wondering what the hell for ? ),  so being a noob i actually did that and guess w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hat... she shoved the whole thing into my face and i got whip cream all over!!!! *geez*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So for the entire night i kept smelling whip cream haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESENTS!!!!! i got three presents that night!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWXvT25JMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KR0qNoOARBg/s1600-h/IMG_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWXvT25JMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KR0qNoOARBg/s400/IMG_0342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369864969749341378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oooo I saw the "BLIZZARD" logo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWYJkxPGTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eW3PoCJNtIk/s1600-h/IMG_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWYJkxPGTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eW3PoCJNtIk/s400/IMG_0343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369865420965615922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will play just as hard as i study. I promise :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWYlm0FYLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5l1nkGlLRxA/s1600-h/IMG_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWYlm0FYLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5l1nkGlLRxA/s400/IMG_0344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369865902550769842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO HOO! 2 Months of game time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does 2 months of game time give me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[25 man raids]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulduar x4&lt;br /&gt;TOC x 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[10 man raids]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulduar x4&lt;br /&gt;TOC x4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[5 man heroic dungeons]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL dungeons x62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Daily Quest]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;62 x 25 = 1550 Daily quest on 1 chracter. I have two so its 3100 QUEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok enough of that, Jools gave me chocolates which i ate all, so no pictures sorry! *hehe* Chocolates were from cheeky monkeys at Illuma, it taste GREAT. YUM YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And Celeste gave me a digital photo frame keychain its pretty cool! i finally can put all my pictures with my dear dear in there =D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the dinner guess what we did ? Its something we haven done in a very very long time, WE WENT TO THE ARCADE! i mean seriously, it probably been YEARS, or decades since we actually went to the arcade to play some games, it felt so good to have fun haha. All of us were having laughs till our jaws cramp and voices were lost in the process LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWcBSjlZ7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Y3CvP7IDP_I/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWcBSjlZ7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Y3CvP7IDP_I/s400/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369869676684076978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its Some game where by you have to keep jumping on a pogo stick to win the race.&lt;br /&gt;Hilariously FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWcjpjqPZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/GvHUNn9IX8I/s1600-h/DSC00012-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWcjpjqPZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/GvHUNn9IX8I/s400/DSC00012-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369870266973961618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH!!!! *Boink* - See that cheeky smile on her face :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last but not least, my present from my darling herself, handmade to perfection *hehe*.&lt;br /&gt;The moment i opened the present honestly i felt like crying, cause this is the first time in my life someone did this for me and i was very very very touched, i was holding back my tears when i read through it =), I just want you to know i love you very very very much. Muackz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWfNszl1rI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cpt7npO838c/s1600-h/IMG_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWfNszl1rI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cpt7npO838c/s400/IMG_0323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369873188423849650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Story Why I Am Called Turkey Bacon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWfGP2JclI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BffcHfIklI0/s1600-h/IMG_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWfGP2JclI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BffcHfIklI0/s400/IMG_0325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369873060390859346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Push* - A happy Birthday Melody Begins To Sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWe82lMF2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/RZVWYxOH_Ko/s1600-h/IMG_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWe82lMF2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/RZVWYxOH_Ko/s400/IMG_0330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369872898990020450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks Like A Turkey Bacon Burger If You Think About It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWerC8y7DI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JkegOuODv-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWerC8y7DI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JkegOuODv-Y/s400/IMG_0332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369872593072614450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your The First My Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWeePKbCPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mMN0j6THCnU/s1600-h/IMG_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWeePKbCPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mMN0j6THCnU/s400/IMG_0333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369872373012695282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I Love To See You Smile Everyday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWeWh4SSLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PbHPbukInrI/s1600-h/IMG_0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWeWh4SSLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PbHPbukInrI/s400/IMG_0334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369872240597944498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Look Like A Goldfish*argh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWeMIwLdoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jywrvArdrNY/s1600-h/IMG_0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWeMIwLdoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jywrvArdrNY/s400/IMG_0335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369872062054364802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Need To Buy A I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND Shirt Too, In XXXL =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWeFR56TBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TzDiz8UpSKw/s1600-h/IMG_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWeFR56TBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TzDiz8UpSKw/s400/IMG_0336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369871944252017682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And My Happiest Moment Is When I am With You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWd_hccJ7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/vW04-XmM1So/s1600-h/IMG_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWd_hccJ7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/vW04-XmM1So/s400/IMG_0337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369871845344159666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*darn that hammer*&lt;br /&gt;-Hammer Of Justice-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWd3rp33uI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kvB_hFFSd8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWd3rp33uI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kvB_hFFSd8Y/s400/IMG_0339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369871710645903074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI DEAR!!! *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWduPMOhUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/72DI4uVMh9U/s1600-h/IMG_0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWduPMOhUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/72DI4uVMh9U/s400/IMG_0340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369871548386542914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint That Sweet ? I Am So Lucky Shes My Girlfriend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWdnOr2R7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/IUebTxor2T4/s1600-h/IMG_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWdnOr2R7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/IUebTxor2T4/s400/IMG_0341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369871427991652274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhahaha Love You Cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Touched Beyond Words*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are somethings money cant buy, and thats the feeling of what she gives me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know something? i bet u dont, THERE IS STILL ONE MORE PRESENT LEFT! and that i will blog about it another time when i have received it. Its from MY DARLING AGAIN! OMG!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till Then,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&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/4103655679867686981-3270703819082158831?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/3270703819082158831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=3270703819082158831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3270703819082158831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3270703819082158831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-love-is-in-air-3.html' title='&lt;3 ~ Love Is In The Air ~ &lt;3'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SoWhnv4dUWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/uaxLKpiGb6c/s72-c/DSC00530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-8596039391171621306</id><published>2009-07-23T04:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:34:35.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A surge over me.</title><content type='html'>4.47am. I am sitting here crying... i dont know why, a sudden emptiness loom over me like a very huge shadow had been cast over me, the loniness, the sadness, just overwhelms me. I think i am breaking down, its been ages since i felt like this, where by i suddenly long for someone beside me to comfort me to hold me, but as i soon realize there was none... no one around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen to my happy self ? i dont know it just disappeared. I dont know what to do now, i cant sleep and i am feeling like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to sit in the living room and sat on the chair till now(8.30am). finally after so much crying i am feeling sleepy.... good.. morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-8596039391171621306?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/8596039391171621306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=8596039391171621306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/8596039391171621306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/8596039391171621306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/07/surge-over-me.html' title='A surge over me.'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-18005769788568336</id><published>2009-07-22T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T03:50:55.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again. I run out of ideas.</title><content type='html'>I dont know if its me or is something out there interfering with my brain... I dont know what she thinks most of the time ever since i been together with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant figure out what she wants or what she is thinking at any given point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone out there PLEASE help me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i being, too not understanding ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know so far i seem alright ... *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i being a a MCP ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i am ? hopefully not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i not caring enough ?&lt;br /&gt;I try my best too... But sometimes its just hard due to situation.(especially on the verge of a fight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i not loving enough ?&lt;br /&gt;I give her all my love everytime we meet up or not meet up. Is that not good enough? maybe its never enough.*who knows*All i know is i am trying my best. If its not good enough then i guess i have to sacrifice many more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many questions ... TOOO MANY... Gazillion shit running through my mind untill .... I miss a MRT stop, And my bus stop( which i had to walk like 1km Back to my house $&amp;amp;*^@&amp;amp;*$ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate situations where by i dont know how to react... maybe i should just keep quiet and let it all come to me and just take it with a pinch of salt. But everyone also has its limits, There is only so much i can take, Will it be enough?*i dont know* I have never tried.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its time for me to just mellow down to some quiet guy and become henpecked. And go , ok, yes, alright, i am sorry, my bad, forgive me, *kneel down* etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it all... i guess the only best way to settle this is just... as they all say... Listen to the lady-in-charge.  solves all problems. All i need to do is beat myself on the chest and jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Feel free to give me ideas anyone... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-18005769788568336?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/18005769788568336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=18005769788568336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/18005769788568336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/18005769788568336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/07/again-i-run-out-of-ideas.html' title='Again. I run out of ideas.'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-978232715844350000</id><published>2009-07-18T01:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:33:02.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How u wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1izS_3vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KcAIKakBmAI/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_071709_205842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1izS_3vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KcAIKakBmAI/s400/WoWScrnShot_071709_205842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359483166060961522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1dmLK0RI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kgVtiBV2Xxk/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_071809_011224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1dmLK0RI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kgVtiBV2Xxk/s400/WoWScrnShot_071809_011224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359483076639117586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1aWHWEQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/siWhZd2Fi6s/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_071709_045517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1aWHWEQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/siWhZd2Fi6s/s400/WoWScrnShot_071709_045517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359483020788502786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1WeI3x-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/nyalylv7Uyo/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_071709_045512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1WeI3x-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/nyalylv7Uyo/s400/WoWScrnShot_071709_045512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359482954222913506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1Tfxvq-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/XQhPWET5DXI/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_071709_045508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1Tfxvq-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/XQhPWET5DXI/s400/WoWScrnShot_071709_045508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359482903123176418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1O1Jl54I/AAAAAAAAAEM/r8gEZ53tCsE/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_071709_045251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1O1Jl54I/AAAAAAAAAEM/r8gEZ53tCsE/s400/WoWScrnShot_071709_045251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359482822960998274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are screenshots of my World Of Warcraft GBANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Stop drooling :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-978232715844350000?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/978232715844350000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=978232715844350000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/978232715844350000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/978232715844350000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-u-wish.html' title='How u wish...'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SmC1izS_3vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KcAIKakBmAI/s72-c/WoWScrnShot_071709_205842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-7667892096348202930</id><published>2009-07-16T00:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:42:20.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Man its been a long time since i posted. So what have i been doing recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4Jz-RBg0I/AAAAAAAAABU/q9xsPMba35Q/s1600-h/WOW.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4Jz-RBg0I/AAAAAAAAABU/q9xsPMba35Q/s320/WOW.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358731395109847874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O!!!!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4Ke2dceDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JjHGPRoEtjc/s1600-h/Skarletz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4Ke2dceDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JjHGPRoEtjc/s320/Skarletz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358732131748837426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats my character!!! A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;DEATH KNIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats the game that i have been playing since 4 - 5 yrs ago. Mad ain't it hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of the game :P Onwards to other topics!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently my darling had a proposal to do and all stressed up about it, i personally have never done a proposal cause usually is people giving me a proposal to read on things to buy. I guess she must be super stressed out but i hope that shes all relieved now since its being handed up!&lt;br /&gt;She came over one night and we spend about 3 hours doing up the proposal cracking our heads over topics and such man its such a headache!~!~ But alas we done it or should i say SHE done it. I am proud of my dear as she is really so capable peifu~.&lt;br /&gt;So after all that head cracking and everything the days go by and the topic of colour contact lens came up! she said she had seen a girl wearing purple contact lens( and of cause knowing her favourite colour is purple, she went all GAGA over it :P ) and she was telling me she never wore one. TADA!!!!!  i went out spent my last few dollars and got for her!~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*DRUM ROLLS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4ObwcTwGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KjJd1tEwDho/s1600-h/Purple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 58px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4ObwcTwGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KjJd1tEwDho/s400/Purple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358736476640362594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PURPLE LENS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEHE!!!! she never wore a lens before in her life so this is her first time!!!! OMG EXCITED(weird i think i feel more excited about it then her, maybe because shes scared:P)&lt;br /&gt;And guess what i found ? MY DREAM LENS!!!! OMG!!! i was saying it the other day of my new found anime series NARUTO! that it would be cool if i had a contact lens of "SHARINGAN"&lt;br /&gt;and here it IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4PXEEgZuI/AAAAAAAAACE/fa-J8aOX8Es/s1600-h/Sharingan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4PXEEgZuI/AAAAAAAAACE/fa-J8aOX8Es/s400/Sharingan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358737495521519330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWESOME COOL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;( &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe, nice right ? i bet some people will just freak out and say WTH! YOUR NUTS! ( yeah i know i am nuts ) But who cares my dear don't think i am nuts can le hor hor hor dear ? *blinks blinks* *cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enough about that, alot of things been happening recently and also my dear and i made a pact to lose weight together, hehe JIAYOU! =). We can slim down and look good! =D mauckz mauckz muackz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THE PICTURE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriends blog has alot of readers and followers and guess what ? So happen one of the bloggers was transiting through singapore and we met up with her, shes a nice girl or... hmm lady perhaps, friendly, cheerful... list goes on...  :P . BUT BUT! i must say this, shes a came whore like many other people and of all the things that got posted, WAS MY UGLY PICTURE! OMFG  so ugly can *cries* and they got all the nice pictures of themself and mine was just pure Fugly.  *wails*, ok enough of my ugly looks, we met her and had coffee and thus after proceeded to have some bites before it was time for her to get back on the plane~, Well all the best in whatever you do *cheers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE ONE RING TO RULE IT ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As it says, the ONE RING! yes! we got a couple ring together after so many months, its very pretty, i emphasis PRETTY!, cause it looks good on her hands~, but looks weird on mine, hahaha too shiny perhaps, but who cares i still love it =), i am very happy and i really will treasure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE UNDEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all of that, here's the bad part of it all... I CANT SLEEP. I have no idea why i cant get to sleep even though i am tired. This is just absurd, pure rubbish, as time ticks away during my sleepless nights, i began to realise how much i actually miss my darling beside me snoozing away while i just watch her sleep, every night that she spends at my house i have always watch her sleep( yeah i know perverted right ?)  and sayang her and hug her, i really miss it alot, i wish so much to spend every night like this with you even right now at this hour, i am feeling rather lost without you sleeping behind me. *emo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i promise her that i will eat SO! i am going down to buy food now at 1.39am in the morning hehe, have something light cause guess what ? I HAVE NOT EATEN ANYTHING THE WHOLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok signing off~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4103655679867686981-7667892096348202930?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/7667892096348202930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=7667892096348202930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7667892096348202930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7667892096348202930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/Sl4Jz-RBg0I/AAAAAAAAABU/q9xsPMba35Q/s72-c/WOW.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-5650132748712923325</id><published>2009-07-02T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T03:36:54.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt; Blank &gt;</title><content type='html'>3.28am. Can't sleep, just quarreled with her... so right now shes sleeping behind me while i am on my PC staring at it for the past 1 hr +.&lt;br /&gt;Ok i have been typing and canceling my post for the last 15 mins cause i don't know how to write it out in words, weird -_-".&lt;br /&gt;People always say blogs are a place to write your feelings and how u feeling about certain things and blah blah blah... But how the heck do you write something u dislike in here when u dont want to offend people LOL... spastic piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;Well heres something new... i wont be going clubbing ever again =). *cheers*.&lt;br /&gt;No more alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;No more Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;No more looking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;No more worries.&lt;br /&gt;I guess all girlfriends love that to have their BF stay at home and not look at other girls or guys at clubs.&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeee.....................................................&lt;br /&gt;FULL TIME RAIDING HERE I COME (cause thats what i only have left) CHIONG AR! EPICS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-5650132748712923325?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/5650132748712923325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=5650132748712923325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5650132748712923325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5650132748712923325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='&lt; Blank &gt;'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-2759456999210885243</id><published>2009-06-29T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:46:07.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter is the best medicine ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like to make people laugh... its always nice to see people laughing and smiling away, Eases the tension around us. Its been a long time since anyone actually REALLY REALLY made me laugh by doing something... cause all this while i have always been just laughing at my own jokes and just "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;siew&lt;/span&gt;" people by laughing along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today something special as happen as you might have a gist of what i am going to say... my dear little miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fishball&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;darlin&lt;/span&gt; actually made me laugh early in the morning :P. As usual she woke up first&lt;--- not surprise cause i usually sleep after she does , so being her usual morning self shes always got something up her sleeves or rather... dress, and started disturbing me!!! started off with a little scratch along the sensitive sides of the body where your funny bones are... then started with a little poke... then followed by tickling of the neck... (which made me jump and jump and jump -_-") i was practically like a fish out of water on the bed jolting from every touch from her fingers with her super long hard nails.. !!!!! man...... what a way to start a morning, then came her actions, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mimicked&lt;/span&gt; every thing that i did and showed it to me how i looked like when i was half asleep &lt;--- how evil... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i thinking to much? Maybe? No? Yes?(lost)&lt;br /&gt;Well something happen recently that really put me to the edge of my seat... never have i felt this feeling before but i always have heard of it... Jealousy + worried = one train wreck.&lt;br /&gt;She went clubbing with her colleagues recently and she had asked me to go but i said nah cause its all her colleagues, and i would feel rather weird + i had to pay cover charge which i don't really want to... i just wanted her to enjoy herself out with her friends and not restrict her too much =). I thought i could manage to control my feelings to let her go without me but i guess i was wrong... sad to say it took over me and i got hella worried and kind angry that she did not reply my sms (that fuck place had bad reception). But nonetheless i was in a mess -_-".&lt;br /&gt;And it did not help at all when i saw pictures of that outing the clothing she wore -_-"... i know its kinda well sexy but i was not there so i don't know, its like so protective of your other half that you feel so insecure that other guys are looking at her .. haiz ...  i somehow must control this emotion i have... its so hard !!! god damn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-2759456999210885243?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/2759456999210885243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=2759456999210885243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2759456999210885243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2759456999210885243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/06/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter is the best medicine ???'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-2004643259582764054</id><published>2009-06-11T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:33:34.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What seems to be the problem....</title><content type='html'>As the tittle says.. what seems to be the problem... Honestly i don't know. Everything i do always don't seem enough for you =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-2004643259582764054?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/2004643259582764054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=2004643259582764054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2004643259582764054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2004643259582764054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-seems-to-be-problem.html' title='What seems to be the problem....'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-1182871407018633252</id><published>2009-06-03T04:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:40:07.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>String of unfortunate events.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently bad things just keep happening .. 1 by 1 ... maybe i am just super unlucky, but i still hate the fact that its happening and its killing my mood IRL, i practically have no mood whatsoever to do anything and also becoming more and more irritable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would actually like to express my love for my dear who till now has been nothing but concerned over me through thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s very very bad time of mine and never throw me aside whatsoever. I feel i am the luckiest guy to have met her and to have a relationship with her, to which i really do hope it will last forever =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you every single day even though i seldom say it, but i actually do miss your company beside me even when i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiWOEJzdm8I/AAAAAAAAABM/dt_ybSu-1gk/s1600-h/SOCUTE%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiWOEJzdm8I/AAAAAAAAABM/dt_ybSu-1gk/s320/SOCUTE%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342832734947351490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DEAR! I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH! XOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you when your angry.&lt;br /&gt;I love you when your sad.&lt;br /&gt;I love everything that you have.&lt;br /&gt;I love the trees, i love the bees.&lt;br /&gt;I also love you if you have fleas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-1182871407018633252?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/1182871407018633252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=1182871407018633252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/1182871407018633252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/1182871407018633252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/06/string-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='String of unfortunate events.'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiWOEJzdm8I/AAAAAAAAABM/dt_ybSu-1gk/s72-c/SOCUTE%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-4833039978172223553</id><published>2009-06-01T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:42:12.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life till now.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ever wondered how i look like long long time ago when i first started to... well, GO out with people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come to think of it, looking back at my old photos gives me the creeps at how ugly i was last time, Well to some people i might still be ugly now but hey who gives a damn right ? those people that find me ugly now can go and die cause compared to last time... I AM HANDSOME NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;W! hahaha, ok la a bit er xin there don't puke ok ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I actually like to thank all those that stood by me all this years and endure the ugly boy i use to be last time and have many sore eyes and nightmares due to my ugly looks *Thousand Apologies*&lt;br /&gt;Especially to my sister's who after 8 yrs we are still going strong, you know who you are hehe maybe we grow old and still have outings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now as you might know i am attached to my wonderful girlfriend whom i actually met during my ugly phase of life to which she has almost no recollection of who i am (cause i am too handsome now, and i was super ugly last time) as i would have believe that she would not even take a second glance at me last time not would even have the slightest memory lol. But as faith has its funny way of doing things, We met at jurong point after like ... ? 7 yrs ? *scratch head* time goes by so fast i don't even know how long i never seen her :P. Maybe she was too pretty last time and i knew i did not have any chance whatsoever thats why i did not bother to remember how long was it hahaha hmm~! Oh but before you come to any conclusion .. she is still pretty now :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes been utterly absolutely nicest haha. Shes been very loving, caring, thoughtful, always tries to give a listening ear to my problems and always be there for me. (thats if u don't get into her black book of condemnation) other then that shes been all so nice that she even made something special which i am displaying it on my table right now.. want to take a look ? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOARcHYxWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/L2FWFOQHo4I/s1600-h/IMG_0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOARcHYxWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/L2FWFOQHo4I/s400/IMG_0295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342254620084847970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ain't she sweet ? =) behind is actually a calender&lt;br /&gt;Oh i bought her a dress too... too bad i don't have a picture to show it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway heres a caution before you continue any further down this post as it main contain images unsafe for human eyes. Yes yes... its ugly pictures of me... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOBc1f16xI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SXYFmB4yNT0/s1600-h/alvinpic4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOBc1f16xI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SXYFmB4yNT0/s320/alvinpic4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342255915388496658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOBp46RHcI/AAAAAAAAABE/6O7TlTfDyA0/s1600-h/DSCN2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOBp46RHcI/AAAAAAAAABE/6O7TlTfDyA0/s320/DSCN2378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342256139642936770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOBl8h8QhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/meqJsWXnMds/s1600-h/DSCN0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOBl8h8QhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/meqJsWXnMds/s320/DSCN0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342256071895171602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOBgaXgqeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CEuDiBPRVy0/s1600-h/bedroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOBgaXgqeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CEuDiBPRVy0/s320/bedroom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342255976825268706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You fainted yet ? Hope not haha. But i do bet your surprised. Ugly ain't it ?  Man even i find it ugly, oh btw this few pictures are the best of the whole ugly lot of them, there are even worst to which i won't imagine myself even showing to anyone except MYSELF, if i ever wanted to suicide LOL!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been a very disgusting post and hope many of you don't have nightmares, sore eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather's been hot and i am melting... off for a quick shower. See ya soon.~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-4833039978172223553?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/4833039978172223553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=4833039978172223553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/4833039978172223553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/4833039978172223553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/06/old-me.html' title='My life till now.....'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SiOARcHYxWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/L2FWFOQHo4I/s72-c/IMG_0295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-2318030529651210194</id><published>2009-05-31T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T05:17:33.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a bad day.</title><content type='html'>Man... its like 4.13am, i just woke up from a sleep. You must be wondering why did i wake up at 4.13am, well i slept early of cause, but not cause i wanted to, i was just too irritated and was not in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;wwwwwwwn... MY MOTHER JUST HAD TO FREAKING IRRITATE ME, and we started quarreling, man........................  OF ALL THE THINGS......... i don't know whats wrong with her she came home and straight away ask me if i drank water ? &lt;---- shes being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sarcastic&lt;/span&gt;, i mean who the heck comes home and ask her his who is playing his computer if he drank water... its not like i was coughing or anything... ok then afterwards, out of no where during my bad mood... she comes in my room and ask me did i stand up and walk... I MEAN WTF MAN cant you find any topic to talk about except ask me this kind of fucking menetally retarded questions ? IF you got nothing to say THEN DONT SAY. Sit there like you always do watch your bloody TV or whatever you do, why cant you just be like my dad talk something interesting else don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so irritating, untill i almost quarreled with my dear haiz i am sorry, I am really sorry if i said anything bad, my thousand apology. And guess what its sunday hehe means my dear dear will sleep late cause she goes to work later on sundays. Hope the mosquitos don't bite her again, *shoo shoo*. Shes been very sweet you know ? shes been sleeping late everyday just so that she can have a chance to talk to me =), usually she sleeps early but ever since we were together shes been sleeping at 12 - 2am in the morning... you know something ? I LOVE YOU DEAR =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-2318030529651210194?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/2318030529651210194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=2318030529651210194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2318030529651210194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2318030529651210194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-bad-day.html' title='What a bad day.'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-8667856239676750410</id><published>2009-05-18T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:05:41.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every had those days when you just fall asleep way way way after your gf or wife have already slept ? Somehow its always the girls who wake up first in the morning, very seldom you have guys waking up earlier then the girls Only if they have a office appt in the morning or work, other then that its always the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do they usually do when they wake up ? Well i would suppose the first thought that comes to mind is... "Gosh this pig is still sleeping!"(which refers to you...)   &lt;0--- hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;So they have no one to entertain them thus they will start with stroking your hair, then slowly start using their fingers to trace your body to try and wake you up, and after that if u still don't wake up, they start to poke you tickle you pinch you ETC ETC... until you have finally woken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note if the guy is very tired and still wants to sleep you might induce a tiger in him by disturbing his sleep :P. but that usually does not happen. Interesting~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARK MOON FAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOO world of warcraft has decided to bring darkmoon fair to singapore!~!~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time it has come to singapore and i am all out to go to it, cause ITS THE FIRST TIME! OMG OMG OMG EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i wonder what things will be there, and it will be so cool! cause we will be organizing a guild outing to the fair, and those married(which most of them is) will be bringing their kids along and stuff OMG AWESOME! i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing i cant wait till i see my dear dear again =D next time we meet we are going to watch MOVIE!!!!!!!!!! excited.... (imagine the things we can do in the cinema) ooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Signing off for now... going to do some fishing hiakz hiakz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-8667856239676750410?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/8667856239676750410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=8667856239676750410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/8667856239676750410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/8667856239676750410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/05/every-had-those-days-when-you-just-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-728492179389744550</id><published>2009-04-29T07:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T07:32:29.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well well whatda ya know....</title><content type='html'>Yeah... so whats new.. 7.18am and i am still sleepy but cant get to sleep. =) but u ain't surprised one bit. Sad that it did not rain and now its all bright and sunny... how i wish right now that would be my feeling... bright and sunny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know heres the interesting thing... i have always wanted people to smile and be happy and i always tell people to smile and laugh, not to mention my dear dear... i always try to make her smile and laugh, by making myself look funny and stuff =D, but u know why i do it ?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a saying that goes .&lt;br /&gt;: A person who is always very friendly and happy and cheerful always tend to be very lonely, sad and emo inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that sentence fits me well, i always like to see people being happy and try my best to make people happy... but on the flip side why i do it is because i dont want them to end up like me... all emo and sad and shit.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every person deserves to laugh and be happy... but sadly my life has been having non of those... maybe i do have but not enough to last for long... its just like the start of my r/s its always happy and stuff end up in the end right now all quarreling messy and stuff... but i always try to look ahead but everytime i fail =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.25am. shes going to wake up in 1 hr time to prepare for work, i always worry for her when she goes to work cause her work has always full of problems... not a single day something does not happen at work for her... but oh well what can i do... all i can do is listen and thats what i have been doing. I guess sometimes thats just not enough maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know heres the interesting thing... i never actually blog about all my feelings till now, every blog is always about something nice... but i decided why the fuck would i give a fucking damn about blogging something nice when i am feeling so fucking shit right now... LOL. so from now on this blog will be just for my thoughts on what things are happening around me... (which honestly nothing nice actually happens alot- except for the fact when i am with my dear) Other then that be prepared to have alot of blog post to be on about me writing on all the things that i hate or feel =D. Cause i cannot be bothered to be tactful in my blog post cause its what i feel. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-728492179389744550?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/728492179389744550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=728492179389744550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/728492179389744550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/728492179389744550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-well-whatda-ya-know.html' title='well well whatda ya know....'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-3320981578082859195</id><published>2009-04-29T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:18:45.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights =)</title><content type='html'>Recently been having problems sleeping. especially during the wee hours of the morning, i know she does not like this sleeping pattern of mine.. but what can i do... i just cant get to sleep =). Maybe its just too much things on my mind when it comes to this kind of hours all quiet. lonely. peaceful from the world outside, my mind starts to wander and making it not good for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is 4.14 am. and i am least bit sleepy although i been yawning for the past 2 hrs. I just cant get to sleep. Feeling very stressed out, vexed, stretched to the limit( well almost ) in just about everything in my life. To some people it might not seem like anything as they would say "Hey i have it worst then you" well FUCK U TOO.. cause thats your life, this is mine and to me i am already stretched out so yeah buzz off will ya =). Everyone has their own problems yours can be worst then mine but all in the end its STILL PROBLEMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well looks like its going to rain... i'll probably be down in the garden soaking up the rain while having a beer, i haven done it in a long time and now seems like a good time to do it... i really does hope it rains. oh yeah... Dont worry about me... the worst thing that can happen is lightning strike me and i die, and well if that happens then there is less one heartless fuck in the world ( or so some people say i am ). see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-3320981578082859195?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/3320981578082859195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=3320981578082859195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3320981578082859195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3320981578082859195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless nights =)'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-3819509489684714592</id><published>2009-04-20T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:33:31.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here fishy fishy fishy~</title><content type='html'>Alot of fun things has been happening recently so now i am just going to say it all out ~ =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently been spending alot of money, BUT! on things that matters more instead of bo liaoz things! hehe... Saved enough money and went to buy my dear dear her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY PRESSIE! *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bought for her a bracelet cause shes been always looking at jewelery shops looking for nice bracelet so i thought hey why not just buy her one for her birthday hehe~ well hope she likes it =). Oh and also bought a cup for her so she can use it at her work place for hot drinks hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOO also went clubbing with her and her friends, But as usual people always say ok ONZ lets go on this day and that day... end up on the day itself wah.... all put 747. *Inserts plane taking off sound*. So its me and my dear went clubbing both of us keke, Had fun too moment went there i straight away ordered a flaming Lambourghini for her hahaha but she was too scared to drink so ended up I HAD TO DRINK WITH HER! wtf ? =( . So had a few drinks after that and we called it a day and went home =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we changed our tongue studs already so now it feels very weird haha! But according to her. she feels no pain already BUT I STILL FEEL PAIN! $*@#^$&amp;amp;*#.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway on her birthday we did nothing special ( i am sorry i am a boring person ). But we did spent quality time together =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was my dad's birthday so we went out and i went to buy my dad a levi's jeans cause why? HIS JEANS HAD A HOLE! gosh... -_-", and also went to buy a mango cake. And also today is the first time my dear dear join my family for dinner on this special occasion somemore hehe i am quite happy ! =D. Well its been a long time since i made my dad happy and today he was really happy, and somehow after all this years, this year his birthday is probably one of the time's when i look back and really shed a tear, just seeing him finally smile and really enjoy his birthday, really makes me feel so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of that... Heres my new addiction... FISH WRANGLER! &lt;---- my dear dear intro me to this game and somehow i got hooked -_-". So now we got 1 more thing in common to talk about! =) Muackz love u dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden aka Turkey Bacon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-3819509489684714592?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/3819509489684714592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=3819509489684714592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3819509489684714592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/3819509489684714592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-fishy-fishy-fishy.html' title='Here fishy fishy fishy~'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-1568655259959944253</id><published>2009-03-30T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:53:58.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off..</title><content type='html'>All the while i have been tight lipped about this but i just cant take it anymore. If you cannot fucking saved your own money or settle your own cash problem PLEASE DONT FUCKING PULL SOMEONE DOWN WITH YOU. And we are not talking about few hundred of dollars here... its a few fucking thousands or maybe ten's of thousands... HOW ON FUCKING EARTH DOES SOMEONE CREATE SO MUCH DEBT IN CREDIT! You created a mountain of debt to which no one knows where your fucking cash goes to then u ask people to help you with it. And now the people who help you have to tolerate your fucking nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I AM TALKING ABOUT YOU MELVIN!. All this while i have just been very quiet about this but seeing what your debts and all your nonsense is doing to her is just really too much and not to mention your not even REMORSEFUL! your still giving her attitude that she dont deserve AS IF U DESERVE ANY BETTER your piece of shit. Yeah take that you cunt face... you write in your blog like you some GOD and expect people to pity your miserable life. But what people dont know is how badly you MELVIN treats her. Umpteen times you just ditch her at one corner and u barely even TREASURE her , untill someone who does comes along and then you start to say shit things about that person when hes even 1% better then you, yeah i might not have a stable job like you do. but at least i dont owe people thousands of dollars and then still give them attitude, you fucking MCP , you treat her like some maid when your out with your friends, DO YOU EVEN HAVE THE RESPECT FOR HER ?  ANSWER IS NO!!!! YOU DONT YOU FLYING FUCK. You think your big talk about seeing me and scared you do shit to me really gives you bigger balls ? I FUCKING DARE YOU =) . OH PLEASE go fuck yourself cause so full of your self untill its spilling out of your arsehole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and think about all the things you done to her and tell me if you really deserve even been talked to nicely &lt;---- well from the looks of it its not like u give a flying fuck about what she thinks CAUSE YOUR JUST TOO FULL OF YOURSELF YOU CANT EVEN BE HUMBLE!&lt;br /&gt;How old are you now ? and look at how you behave ? if at this age you dont even know the meaning of being humble when you ask for someone else's help... you have really got some serious problem in your life... How do you even live man... i wonder hmm... You think your the top of the world above all women like some Hero in a knights tale, but in actual fact your just a peasant who thinks people owe him a life time. False front is what you portray thats right... your just someone who acts like someone else to get something he wants then shows your true colors later on, HOW LOW CAN YOU GO ? ( even further i suppose, god knows how much lower can you go ) but in fact it gets even LOWER!!!!! surprised? HA guess not cause you know why ? You said you will change but ended up... lasted barely 2 weeks and your back to your "old" self like you said. You know something ?  you cant even BE NICE for more then a month, its like you have some mental problem or something. People that needs your tender loving care and nice treatment, you dont give. But things that really dont even matter... you give your 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know till now i can honestly never figure out how someone like you can treat a girl so badly( even though shes got a temper problem ) for fucking god sake shes your partner.. well WAS your partner. Your the first ever guy whom have no respect for a girl what so ever. Well thats all for now. hey and guess what.. the longest ever post by me... is just to fuck someone up how great is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till i blog again !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : i really do actually hoped you would actually change to be a better person for everyone around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-1568655259959944253?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/1568655259959944253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=1568655259959944253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/1568655259959944253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/1568655259959944253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/03/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed off..'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-2436044068328452299</id><published>2009-03-30T07:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T08:13:23.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new!</title><content type='html'>Well heres something new... haha i have been sleeping early and waking up early for this past few days =) . well maybe slept TOO early till i have not been accompanying my dear dear when she comes back from work. But what can i say.. i am sooooo tired -_-" . not used to waking up so early hahaha!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well heres another something new... shes been quite happy recently or rather cheering up to which i am quite happy although there is still problems but then at least shes getting happier as the day goes by hiakz hiakz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was terrible, my pc had lag issues and i have no idea whats the cause of it... untill now at 8.02am in the morning  -_-" and its not my problems its starhub!!!!! bloody shit.&lt;br /&gt;Also yesterday night my eyes started to hurt like hell both of them went red and painful so i took out my contact lens and rested on the bed ... less i know i woke up at 7am in the morning -_-. Lucky my eyes are ok now... scared the shit out of me i thought i was going to have infection or something, hmm maybe i should get a pair of glasses for home use ? *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am going to head down later to her work place and take her out for lunch its been a long time since i did that so i am going to do that later on... i wonder what time is her lunch period today hmm... and i wonder what to eat haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!!! recently been craving to go clubbing again hahaha!!! no idea why its been ages since i step back into mambo or dblo on saturday nights ever since i got together with my dear dear!!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;its not like i am trying to change( well i do try ), but just have alot of problems recently till i have no mood to even go *sigh* But shes been a sweetie asking me to go and she will accompany me to go haha *BIG SMILES*. But nah, i have been telling myself not to go. Which GF would like to see girls talking to their BF in clubs hur hur hur. =X  They can say they dont mind but they actually do hahahah.  But all in all.. i love you dear =) XOXOXOXO.  SEE YOU LATER!!!!! *poof*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-2436044068328452299?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/2436044068328452299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=2436044068328452299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2436044068328452299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2436044068328452299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-new.html' title='Something new!'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-6020600707811126390</id><published>2009-03-27T04:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T04:36:15.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long time... too long infact that i have not seen that cheerful face or what heart melting smile across her face. I have been trying all means to make that come back but with no avail.&lt;br /&gt;To many things have happen in her life to even have the slightest tinge of hope for that once cheerful and vibrant girl i started out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around us have always with out fail screw us up one way or another. It just pop to my head that why cant people just do their things they were suppose to do and save everyone the hassle of problems arising from issues that were not due complete. Umpteen times people have always said this famous line.. "Ok will get it done asap or ok will do later OR... ok will do it tomorrow" but yet nothing has been done.  Its hard to change all this, but certain things that are of utmost importance should always be done and settled first as it is of cause with out fail...  IMPORTANT, and less chain reaction would thus take place which would otherwise make a few people unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... i have been sleeping the whole day due to me being sick. And i have so called neglected her cause i slept... =( hope she wont be angry or anything. Anyway going to pop over to her place in the morning and accompany her to work =) hope that would cheer up her morning a little . 4.35am now. Hungry...... haven ate anything for almost 14 hrs already no idea whats left to eat, Oh well till next time..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-6020600707811126390?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/6020600707811126390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=6020600707811126390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/6020600707811126390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/6020600707811126390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-5049445185046779680</id><published>2009-03-22T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:56:20.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since i posted. &lt;--- this sentence always come out whenever someone never touches his/her blog as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has been asking me to blog cause she wants to read it. So after much thinking here i go.&lt;br /&gt;Its been rough for me this few weeks or months. Reason is cause i got alot of things that i need to get settled. BILLS&gt;SCHOOL&gt;WORK?&gt;and other things which i wont mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically its been a rough month for me and for her. We just have it bad this month. Its like having menstural cramps 24/7.  I wont go into detail about it. But our R/S is taking a toll with all this problems that we are having mainly problems that can be avoided but yet due to some unforeseen circumstance its all just coming one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really want to say this but since i already posted, i might as well say it... that if it continues like this she does not think our r/s can continue &lt;---- thats her thinking... so i guess all the single guys out there are praying for us to break up or something.( but sorry i dont think u will have a chance cause i am going to make it right and i wont let u have the chance ). Its hard but i will try to make it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well right this moment we having sort of like a cold war. Both of us not talking to each other. But i am just hoping she would talk to me cause i really miss her. *sighz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-5049445185046779680?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/5049445185046779680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=5049445185046779680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5049445185046779680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5049445185046779680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-long-time-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-2337902833153985229</id><published>2009-02-07T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:42:47.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HA! craving for curry is back!!! so i sneakily ask my darlin to cook curry for me! and guess what... she made one heck of a curry taste damn good with loads of chicken in it... FAVOURITE!&lt;br /&gt;Brought back a tin home too... just ate the remaining today heated it up... added more chilli! woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am grateful for her for cooking the curry for me, Although she say its not nice, but i find it rather tasty! hehe. I got another craving too... that is BAK KUA! wah seh i miss eating it this year like no one buys them anymore cause from the looks of it its just too expensive, I guess i probably get a few pieces for myself one day =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each passing day comes more excitement cause*drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt; VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i am excited =) cause we will be going away and enjoying ourselves =) i cant wait i am very exicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres nothing thing i am thinking about. Question : Am i playing to much games and neglecting her? ... Well i know i been playing alot but i also been trying to balance my time for her as well. i hope i dont disappoint her. Hope she understand hehe =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nothing fancy about my whole chinese new year. Nothing but boring dinners and boring cousins and aunties. =). Ang bao was not so great this year either.. never hit quota HAHAHA!.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... signing off now see ya!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Magically,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-2337902833153985229?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/2337902833153985229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=2337902833153985229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2337902833153985229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/2337902833153985229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/02/ha-craving-for-curry-is-back-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-5784653337524808836</id><published>2009-01-24T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:23:11.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven updated post in a long while. Have been busy recently with my game, And of cause my darlin. keke. Been going crazy leveling my World of Warcraft account went on almost 27hrs at my pc with out moving and finally hit capped level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then all of that, Just been busy going out with her shopping looking at things... AND GUESS WHAT! i went to buy t-shirts to update my wardrobe haha... and two shirts was bought by her as a present keke (so happy) and gosh she really has a eye for nice clothings LOL! she spotted so many nice ones that i did not manage to find... (girls~~~*rolls eyes*) and total 5 shirts and 1 pair of SHOE!. price : $120 *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been learning how to play MJ recently, and i think i am getting good at it haha! =X.&lt;br /&gt;Time check now is 1.17am i knocked out at 9+pm i think, She called me cause i was suppose to be online waiting but i fell asleep. =( sorry. I guess this past few weeks has just been very exhausting for me haven had much sleep and also been running around alot. And also this stupid funky habit of waking up in the middle of my sleep just like NOW! geez i dont know what is going on i have been waking up out of a sudden recently haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any oh how. Finally got myself to zouk and gosh everyone was surprise i came down cause i haven been down at zouk in ages... hahaha, Had my fun and went back early around 3am. (usual time i go back is when the last song finishes) but i had fun was up on the podium all night long. Well its going to be CNY soon. Many ang baos to collect hehehe... Time for me to hit the sack again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-5784653337524808836?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/5784653337524808836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=5784653337524808836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5784653337524808836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/5784653337524808836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/01/haven-updated-post-in-long-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-1556240755404372538</id><published>2009-01-11T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:56:34.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It started out just another day. I took a shower and i went on my way. I stop as usual had my coffee and pie when i turn to see i couldn't believe my eyes. Standing there i didn't know what to say with out one touch we stood there face to face. And i was dying inside to hold you i couldn't believe what i felt for you. Dying inside I was dying inside but i couldn't bring myself to touch you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went doubleOh last night, Saw someone whom i did not want to see that actually tried to pick a fight with me. Sometimes i really wonder how much "pride" people have, when people can joke so much but only to realise when the jokes back on them, they cannot take it. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at someone that i hate so much just trying to be away from the group sometimes really hurts me so much that once he was so happy and all with us, just because of a joke i made he actually did not want to join the group. So he just sat there at one corner and look at us, i pitied him so haiz.... i went over to talk things out with him( i was still very reluctant ) but i guess someone's got to put their pride down and it looks like it wont be him. So talked things over and he decided that his "ah beng" rules is just to drink... so he practically ask me to drink and drink and drink all night... I had a total of : 1 flaming lamborghini, 1 AK47, 4 Submarines, 8 shots of tequila, 3 jugs of bourbon coke, 1 water fall, 1 flaming sambuca.         ITS FUCKING CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bar counter again and asked for 1 whole jug of ice cold water... i was practically hiding at another corner and forcing the whole jug down. freaking madness i tell you, the only time i drank so much was at my birthday. But any oh how, i survived, i was not dead drunk or dead weight, i was just high, but good enough to walk around and still manage my way down the super high staircase alone, not to mention took Night Rider home after that HAHAHAHA!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i have been having alot of "WHAT IF's?" In my mind to which i dont know why its happening. Maybe i am just having my "period" oh well, dont know what to do now cause i am just stoning away, waiting for my character transfer from my game to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Magically,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-1556240755404372538?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/1556240755404372538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=1556240755404372538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/1556240755404372538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/1556240755404372538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-started-out-just-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-121621195402122248</id><published>2009-01-08T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:59:55.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... haven been updating but recently i just started to think about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder what if one day you would actually "secretly" read someone blog just because you want to know if that person is actually telling you the truth ? I always wonder it myself as to why people would do that, i guess its insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any oh how. My special someone came over today!!! i am so happy =D. You know i asked her what she wanted to lunch and as usual her reply was... wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"DUNNO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^---- yeah everytime ask her what she wants to eat or to do = DUNNO. But no matter, i suggested to let her try my awefull cooking skills! hahaha! pure torture! And i found myself looking through my storeroom finding stuff that i can cook and found some angel hair spaggetti.&lt;br /&gt;So went down below and bought some tomato sauce and hotdogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey presto! i am in the kitchen cooking and whipping up some pasta. I did everything that i could remember from my previous days of learning how to cook with my dad. So my darlin was standing behind me watching me cook, Oh gosh the pressure. And well turns out i think i still got it right somehow, cause to my surprise when the dish was served she ate all of it! i am actually surprised she said it was nice to eat 'except for the garlic', (maybe she was just being nice by saying its nice to eat) haha!      But all in all, a good lunch no matter =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggested actually cooking for her again the next time she comes =). Same kind of food, Pasta but cooked differently with a extra side dish! I hope she is just as excited as i am =X, or probably dreading the horrifying food that i will cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we nuaED the whole afternoon playing games from the Iphone and NDS, and i just decided to rearrange my furniture in my room and do some spring cleaning! took me 1 hr and 11 mins to finish everything i had to do and my room seems alot more tidy and clean(well not like its not clean before), took a shower and plonked back to bed to continue with my Mario Kart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tired both of us fell asleep once again ... only to wake up 2 hrs later. Had some time to burn so decided to walk to the near by pasar malam to get some finger food. Had Roti John, Sotong ball, Seaweed Chicken, Fried Fish and Ramly Burger! all of that accompanied by Her favourite Ice Lemon Tea and my bottle of plain water. (Was expecting the pasar malam to have something interesting to see  but sadly it was so short.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so as all good things have to end times up! sent her up the cab for her to go home and thats the end of the day. Very eventful and i really cherish every single moment i spent with her i hope she does too. Well its late now and kinda stoning, signing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Magically,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-121621195402122248?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/121621195402122248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=121621195402122248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/121621195402122248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/121621195402122248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-7021765755716045688</id><published>2009-01-05T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:38:59.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody day</title><content type='html'>As the tittle reads... its a bloody day, =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well been busy recently, Went to simlim square to shop for computer prices and finally found a good cheap price for a new desktop that my sister wanted, so now its all up to her to get her butt down with me to sim lim to get the desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went down to suntec to catch a movie with that special someone keke. Then went to buy presents =D! wooo. Guess what we bought a mini cooper! awesome! haha to bad its like 9:1.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also played mario KART2 !!! woooooooooo recently have the craze to play mario kart its freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went over to fix up her PC as some parts was still not working properly. After all that is done, caught some magic shows on TV pretty interesting. Then it all had to end! Sad cause i had to go home. Oh well, another good day to my list of good days. Its a bloody day but yet good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Magically,&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-7021765755716045688?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/7021765755716045688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=7021765755716045688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7021765755716045688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/7021765755716045688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/01/bloody-day.html' title='Bloody day'/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4103655679867686981.post-72677422227300767</id><published>2009-01-03T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:31:38.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, My first post of the new year. Had a wonderful yet interesting start of the new year which was mildly unpleasant but yet a BIG SURPRISE. I wont tell you what it was cause its a secret.&lt;br /&gt;Well i have been having kind of restless sleep for the past few days. I wonder if its because i am missing someone beside me to give me some warmth at nights, kinda miss the feeling and wishing you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note of things i have just finished the THIRD BOOK! of the Stephenie Meyer's Series of Twilight( the human who fell in love with a vampire ). So NOW! ONWARD! to my fourth book.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i ran out of bookmarks so i used my Ace of Hearts from my deck of cards as a cool bookmark! haha awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... its saturday and its a boring saturday, "wondering why i am not going to dblo tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;its because i am broke... *cries* sad to say. But no matter, i am going to sim lim tomorrow to check out prices for my friend. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hungry now. so i am going to have something to eat or rather drink... hehe See ya on the next post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Magically.&lt;br /&gt;Kayden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4103655679867686981-72677422227300767?l=hazelzice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/feeds/72677422227300767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4103655679867686981&amp;postID=72677422227300767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/72677422227300767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4103655679867686981/posts/default/72677422227300767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelzice.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-my-first-post-of-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646720313813937138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pGpRvTmb7Gw/SuDLMaSzkoI/AAAAAAAAALg/FnWdbA-K9gw/S220/DSC00510.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
