<?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-12864628</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:55:17.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe Is aLL AbOuT TrEaSuRiNg EvErY MiNuTe To ThE FuLLeSt</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-4118444724331848675</id><published>2009-09-19T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:04:30.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Next?</title><content type='html'>It has been so long ever since I wrote in this blog. Many years I would say. Still quite happy to see it still surviving. What has made me decided to make a post here is about an incident that happened to me today. I went out with my sayang &amp;amp; Dingo for supper to @ TANG Teahouse. As we were having our meal, out came a lady that came to say Hi to us. I thought she was some casual friend that both of the guys know. During the conversation she had with Dingo, I could see that sayang was abit uneasy and kept focusing on his food. I did not want to read so much into it so I just let it be. After she left, I was abit surprised to know how these guys know about her. I was also informed that she used to keep close contact with Sayang &amp;amp; even had a Crush on HIM.....I would say that I responded well intially upon hearing the news from Dingo but as time goes by I just so upset over it. I feel that there are so many things that were hidden from me &amp;amp; I would always have to hear it from someone else. I am at lost..I really have no idea what to do or feel about this whole situation.  Maybe not just this incident but so many other incidences that made me feel so upset &amp;amp; full with rage. I could now understand sayang's mum feelings and what she went through each time she confide in me about being kept in the dark. Is there anyone out there who has a solution for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-4118444724331848675?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/4118444724331848675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/4118444724331848675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4118444724331848675' title='What is Next?'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-5441902902265997686</id><published>2007-05-15T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:03:43.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BeSt PeRsOn In My LiFeZ.......</title><content type='html'>After hearing so much from the people around me, I feel so glad &amp; thankful I don't share such fate from the people around me. These people have woke me up &amp;amp; made me Treasure what I have. I am Glad to have my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MoST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BEloVED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SayANG&lt;/span&gt; in my Life. He have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DOne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SooOO&lt;/span&gt; Much, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ToOo&lt;/span&gt; Much for me! I am taking this opportunity to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ThaNkz&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AppReciAte&lt;/span&gt; him for Everything he have Done! Thank You for standing by me through my studies, work &amp;amp; personal interests. You never fail to protect me from any harm &amp; always provide me with everything that make me happy. You support me financially in afraid I would not eat when I am financially tight. You buy  anything that I desire despite financially tight just to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;satisfy&lt;/span&gt; my needs &amp; make me happy. You never fails to send me back home despite being tired or sick just to ensure I am home safely. You always try your best to send me or bring me overseas so that I would get to unwind &amp; explore the world. You never fails to lend a listening ear each time I am at the lowest peak of my life despite you being so busy or tired. You never fails to bring me to the doctor despite of the financial status just to get me well &amp; healthy. You, You provided me with never ending love, care, concern, comfort &amp;amp; EveRyThing Someone could ever ask for. Thank You for being the Best PaRtner, OxyGen &amp; LiGht in My Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-5441902902265997686?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/5441902902265997686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/5441902902265997686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5441902902265997686' title='BeSt PeRsOn In My LiFeZ.......'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-3875450335050336952</id><published>2007-04-24T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:35:01.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Soo Unfair!</title><content type='html'>Today have been a bad day for me. I have not been so down in my life until today. In my 20yrs of living, pp have always been saying that life is unfair but I never take it too seriously until today. Y do pp always judge a book by its cover rather than open up the book and look at what is in the content?! Y is it that we always slog so hard day and night yet our effort &amp; work is not appreciated at all?! People always say Love is Blind but I guess Life is Blind too.. Well, I guess its time to LOOk at a BRIGHTER &amp; POSITIVE side of life. I juz want my HAPPINESS back into my life! To those who have steal my HAPPINESS, kindly return them back to me as you wld gain nothing at the end of the day but instead wld create hated in the life's of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-3875450335050336952?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/3875450335050336952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/3875450335050336952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3875450335050336952' title='Life&apos;s Soo Unfair!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-117602300678222198</id><published>2007-04-07T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:03:26.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Treat!!</title><content type='html'>It's a Saturday &amp; I had to attend class. Was really sleepy during class as I didnt enjoy the lecture at all. My syg was supposed to pick me up after school but apparently while he was making his way to school, he got drenched. He had to went home to changed. Hmm...ended up we met up @ Orchard MRT Station instead. Meet up with Ejuan &amp; Banana without me knowing it. It was a surprised outing for my Birthday Celebration. Was quite angry @ first as I was not informed @ all but thinking about it it's a 'SURPRISE'. We were supposed to have a SUPER light dinner as we had to save our tummy for Supper Buffet @ Royal Scotts! But our SUPER light dinner was @ California Pizza which didnt turned out to be light at all. Had a problem of what to do till 11pm when the Supper Buffet starts. After much decision, we finally come up with an idea to watch movie; 'Sunshine'. (Show was decided by my syg) Didnt enjoyed the movie that much as I didnt understand the movie most of the time. Hahahaha......Then it was time for us to go for Supper but no one actually feel hungry. Despite of that, we still we went on for our Supper Buffet juz to see what food is being served for Supper. Crazy idea right? Had to forced ourselves down with those food eventhough deep inside none of us were hungry. Had a great time though especially me, knowing everyone took their busy time to spend time to celebrate my Birthday with me. Thank you for the gift Ejuan. Really like it very much! &amp;amp; for you my dear, Thank You So Much for orgainsing the whole thing. I really had a great time today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-117602300678222198?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/117602300678222198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/117602300678222198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#117602300678222198' title='Double Treat!!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-116874712153711261</id><published>2006-12-16T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T12:37:27.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin Wedding</title><content type='html'>My cousin held her wedding dinner tonight after 10years of courtship with her 'husband'. Stangely enough, my aunties told me that I would have to be the flowergirl with all my other cousins. As far as I know, flowergirl usually are small girls but look at ME?! Hahaha....maybe becoz I look like a small girl. The more suprising news was I had to wear a dress just like how flower girls always dress. To make matter worst, I had to be the first in the queue just becoz the colour of my dress is different from the rest of my cousins. It was such an embrassing moment for me as there were lots of people around looking at me. I suddenly felt as though I was the bride. Hahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the dinner, there was a performance by the children from Big Apple Childcare. Most of&lt;br /&gt;my aunties was amazed by how flexible these children are. For me, it is not something unusual becoz I think I work it this line &amp; see this quite often. Hehehehe...Hmmm, I can see that my cousin have spent lots of time &amp;amp; capital to training up the children to perform on her big day. Well, to me the most important factor is that she ENJOYS herself on her big&lt;br /&gt;day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3039/1109/1600/703534/HPIM2656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3039/1109/320/463956/HPIM2656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3039/1109/1600/627502/HPIM2660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3039/1109/320/473227/HPIM2660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="305" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3039/1109/320/156671/HPIM2658.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-116874712153711261?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116874712153711261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116874712153711261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116874712153711261' title='Cousin Wedding'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-116524207322400699</id><published>2006-12-04T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:21:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hand, The Foot and The Mouth</title><content type='html'>Hello guys. No I'm not Aslinda. I'm the person she has been refering to as her Sayang all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to share with you guys a weird experience that I am going through.  Here I am, a 27 year old guy, but was recently diagnosed by my doctor to be suffering from the hand, foot and mouth disease! Yup. Strange but true. A 27 year old slacker suffering a disease meant for 7 year old kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started last thursday, after I came back from the snow city adventure. I suddenly developed a very sore throat and a scorching high fever. I was shaking so hard that it would put an Ecstacy junkie high on Ecstacy to shame. Funny enough the fever has subsided by saturday. So i thought that was it, just a normal fever I caught from my sis who had the fever too a few days ago. And I kicked its arse in time for me to kick my buddy saiful's arse in bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While bowling on saturday at orchid country club, I noticed a few spots on my palm. I thought what the heck, maybe i'm allergic to one of the bowling balls or maybe the previous user left his pi sai inside the bowling ball or something. But it got worse that I even lost our third game to saiful's gf! At that time my sayang already suspect somthing was amiss. As usual I just brushed it off. But by the time I was riding my bike home in the early morning, those blister-like spots on my palm was causing me to outscream my suzuki each time i squeeze the throttle. When I reach home I took off my shoes and ta-daa! Funky spots on my feet as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-116524207322400699?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116524207322400699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116524207322400699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116524207322400699' title='The Hand, The Foot and The Mouth'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-116523855131587579</id><published>2006-11-30T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T12:06:40.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow City!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3039/1109/1600/773057/HPIM2363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3039/1109/200/42266/HPIM2363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My day is filled with lots fun &amp; excitement today. Firstly, I went jogging as early as 7am with my sayang &amp;amp; sister @ Tampines Stadium. We then went to McDonald's for our breakfast after jogging for about 1hr. After eating, we had to went home to take a shower to smell good once again. Hmm..you can't expect us to go out smelling of sweat rite?! Hehehe.... Feeling fresh &amp; smelling good, we proceed on our journey all the way to the west. To where? Snow City!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After travelling for about 1hr, we finally reached our destination. We had to wait for about an hour before we are allowed to enter. After waiting for so long, we finally had the chance to go in. Before entering, we are to be hibernate inside a chamber for about 10mins with a temperature of about 10degree Celsius. This is done so that our body will be adjusted slowly to a low temperature &amp;amp; to prevent us from getting shock. While waiting inside a chamber, there was a baby crying very badly due to the cold temperature. Don't understand why some parents are so selfish that they are willing to make their children suffer for their own enjoyment. Door opens! Arggg...its sooOOoo cold inside with a temperature of -8.3degree Celsius. It kinda disappoinment as there nothing much to be done inside. There was a slide of about 3m high &amp; a small playground for children. We had to play the slide again &amp;amp; again to kill the time of 1hr. After sometime, we got terribly bored that we played at the playground eventhough it is meant for CHILDREN only. Time Up! 1 hr of playtime &amp; coldness finally ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my sayang wanted to go to IMM so much, we went there for lunch as well to go shopping. We went to Secret Recipe for lunch before going shopping @ Daiso. As I was shopping, I received a msg from Yani asking me if I wanted to follow her to Brunei. I'd love to go but I was worried about the financial aspects. Then Yani said this weird msg; Nak bayar boleh, Nak bayar separuh boleh, Tak nak bayar pun boleh. Meaning? Up to you people to guess....hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued our journey to the South after a long day @ the West side. We went to Vivo City to meet up with Ejuan who have been pestering us for sometime to go dinner with him. We went to Banquet @ HarbourFront for our dinner. He ordered 2 bowls of chicken rice, a plate of Shanghainese dumplings and a bowl of chicken La Mian. All for himself. Yup u heard it rite. Well as for us, I ordered a plate of chicken rice for myself, nasi goreng pataya for my sis and Oh Luak for my sayang. And its the long way back to the east after that to end the day.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-116523855131587579?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116523855131587579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116523855131587579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116523855131587579' title='Snow City!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-116385693195002540</id><published>2006-11-05T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T22:30:24.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Outing</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a tiring day for me. Firstly, I went over to Zeeze's place with my Dear @ Jurong West with a bike. Meet up with Yani over @ Zeeze's place. There was a big crowd @ her place as she had invited her colleagues over. We spent @ her place about an hour eating &amp; chit-chatting before leaving to Ghim Moh to link up with Dedes frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was about a total of 14 houses that we need to settle. We started at Ghim Moh with about 5 houses. Then we travelled back to Jurong West again but this time by car. After 2 houses Jurong West, we went to Bukit Panjang. We continued our journey to Bukit Batok after settling with 2 houses again in Bukit Panjang.Hmmm..think that adds up to 9 houses so far. The journey go on to Yishun, Bedok, Simei &amp;amp; Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We end the the whole outing @ about 1am. Despite the tiredness, I had a great time yesterday! Thank you so much to all who have invited me over to your place! Have a great time enjoying the pix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="222" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/320/Picture%20004.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/320/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-116385693195002540?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116385693195002540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116385693195002540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116385693195002540' title='Hari Raya Outing'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-116230183976271500</id><published>2006-10-30T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:37:19.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable Pain!</title><content type='html'>I finally awake realising that small matters are not to be taken seriously. It started with just a minor,minor cough. Knowing it was a minor,minor cough,I ignored the fact and took cold drinks and fried food especially being in the month of Syawal. A minor fever came into life but still I took no bother about it. Then terrible nightmare struck my life this morning @ 1am. There was a sharp pain on my chest,left shoulder &amp; left chest. My temperature went up to 90.3 celsius making my body to shiver very badly. I could not cough or breathe in hard as the pain on my left body was unbearable. Tears started to roll down @ 4am in the morning as the pain was killing me. My dad gave me some plain water and massage my back hoping to ease my pain but it didn't help. @ 7.30am my dear came straight from work to bring me to the doctor. I went to my family doctor crawling in pain. The doctor did a checkup on me &amp;amp; suggested me to be admitted to hospital because of the high fever. I asked the doctor for other available choices I have. She suggested me to go for an X-ray @ Sata to see how bad my condition is before making a decision. I look around me was all empty,sitting beside me was my dear taking his nap after 12hour work. My heart was pounding hard as I entered the room. I could never thanked Allah for giving me a chance to learn to re-treasure my health &amp; life to the fullest. My doctor told me there is no major problem as she expected. The pain is caused by bad phlegm &amp;amp; slightly swollen chest. I had to attend my first lesson @ night despite of the pain in order to achieve 75% attendance. My dear was nice enough to send me to school before going to work. Then a surprise took me away when my dear said that he had taken mc &amp; would come to fetch me after class. I felt very guilty @ the point of time as I had burden him the whole day today. He brought me to the doctor after his work despite of his tiredness, he sacrificed his sleep to send me home &amp;amp; fetch me to school, he sacrificed his work by taking an mc just so he could send me home after my class ends. Despite of all this,sometimes I think he don't bother &amp; care for me when he truly does. I've made a promise to myself not touch fizzy drinks as often as I used to. As a replacement, I'm learning to drink plain water eventhough it's abit struggling at the beginning. This experience has taught me to treasure my health to the fullest &amp;amp; not to ignore it despite of any minor problems. It has also made me realised that there are many people out there who care for me &amp; willing to sacrifice anything just to make me well again. I could never ever thanked my parents who woke up in the middle of the night to help me ease my pain,to my dear who went through all the trouble just to ensure that I am safe &amp;amp; sound @ all times &amp; lastly to Allah who has taught me to treasure my health seriously &amp;amp; not to take it lightly. To all out there, the pain of death is temporary but the pain to endure our illness is torturous &amp; miserable. Learn to treasure our health &amp;amp; live our life to the fullest. PREVENTION is always BETTER than CURE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-116230183976271500?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116230183976271500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/116230183976271500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116230183976271500' title='Miserable Pain!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-115975880947641579</id><published>2006-10-02T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T11:30:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To All with New Born Babies</title><content type='html'>A is for angel, sent from above &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/12[5].5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/320/12%5B5%5D.5.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for baby, smothered with love&lt;br /&gt;C is for cute as cute can be&lt;br /&gt;D is for diapers and changing them for me&lt;br /&gt;E is for everything baby and more&lt;br /&gt;F is for father walking the floor &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/29[2].3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for glad you are finally here&lt;br /&gt;H is for hiccups that are funny and dear&lt;br /&gt;I is for icky sticky messing&lt;br /&gt;J is for joy you brought to us&lt;br /&gt;K is for kisses and kindness and keep&lt;br /&gt;L is for Love, so wide and deep &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/29[2].4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" height="270" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/320/29%5B2%5D.4.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for Mommy and her loving arms&lt;br /&gt;N is for Never coming to harm&lt;br /&gt;O is for oat cereal and later Cheerios&lt;br /&gt;P is for precious little fingers and toes&lt;br /&gt;Q is for quiet, baby is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;R is for relatives, always come peeping&lt;br /&gt;S is for sleep, but not for your folks&lt;br /&gt;T is for tub and all those long soaks&lt;br /&gt;U is for unconditional as in love from your parents&lt;br /&gt;V is for very active as you will soon merit&lt;br /&gt;W is for wakeful, watchful and wise&lt;br /&gt;X is for the Xtra special light you brought to our eyes&lt;br /&gt;Y is for you - who is as bright as the sun&lt;br /&gt;Z is for zest of living that you gave us, little one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-115975880947641579?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/115975880947641579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/115975880947641579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115975880947641579' title='To All with New Born Babies'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-115975550735318375</id><published>2006-09-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:21:35.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Centre</title><content type='html'>Its the second day of Ramadhan &amp; I've to go to Science Centre with my K2 children to watch 3D movie; "The Deep Sea" Well, at the beginning I thought it was a blessing as I got to escape from teaching! ;p (OoOps) Then, the nightmare came into my life... As we were travelling on the bus to the Science Centre, 1 of my student actually vomitted on the bus. Both me &amp; my principal when over to clean up the boy but before we could even do anything, both of us were already feeling nauseous by the pungent smell. Luckily enough, I had another teacher on the bus to help me clean up the mess. I felt bad &amp;amp; guilty making her do the job as its my student &amp; I am not doing anything to help. Thanks Mdm Lim for the kind help you've given!Really Appreciate it! As we got to the Science Centre, 1 of my student actually pee inside his pants. I've got to find an extra pants for him to change. After watching our show,we went on to do some activity created for the children by the Science Centre as a Children's Day Celebration. Done with the activity, about to board the bus, 1 of my student came up to me telling me she had lost her bag &amp;amp; water-bottle.When asked,she said she can't remember where she placed it. I had to ran all the way back to the activity centre to search for her belongings. Fortunately, I managed to find it. Well, what a day right?! Hmmm,I guess this is just a test from god for me especially in the month of Ramadhan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-115975550735318375?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/115975550735318375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/115975550735318375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115975550735318375' title='Science Centre'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-115417608641766744</id><published>2006-07-29T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:28:06.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom At Last!</title><content type='html'>I have just changed my job &amp; I'm currently working with the pcf. I m free now! Free like a bird. During my first week at work was definately very tiring as there is so many things to learn and adapt. But still, that does not drag down my spirit at my new work place. My principal &amp;amp; collegues are understanding and helpful. As the children are 5&amp;6 years old, they are more mature &amp;amp; independent, making my life easier. Hehehe....I would going to the Singapore Discovery Centre next thursday and friday with the children &amp; I'm really looking forward to it. I thank God for the guidance he had given me all this while &amp;amp; most importantly for bringing out the brightest shine into my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-115417608641766744?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/115417608641766744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/115417608641766744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115417608641766744' title='Freedom At Last!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-115417761662630033</id><published>2006-07-20T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:53:36.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day @ Work!</title><content type='html'>After months of hard work, my life with MYMCA finally ends here. Its was very hard for to be separated with the children as I have emotionally grown attached to them. During lesson time, my chinese teacher had asked the children to come and hug me &amp; I cried out as I could not control my emotions. The worst of all, the children got freak out seeing me cry. Hahaha..I guess the children must have thought someone must have had scold me. I had to control back my tears so as not to contiue terrifying the children. During lunch, I had ordered KFC for all my colleagues as a last lunch for them. What surprise me the most was that one of my parent brought me a present &amp;amp; specially delivered it to me during her lunch time. I felt guilty about it as she had taken the trouble just for me. Before I end work, all my children &amp; colleagues gave me another hug. Again, I got emotional &amp;amp; break down into tears. It was a heartrending moment for me. But no matter what, I believe that the sun will soon rise again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-115417761662630033?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/115417761662630033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/115417761662630033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115417761662630033' title='Last Day @ Work!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-113686781661491216</id><published>2006-01-01T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T12:36:56.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/HPIM0912.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/200/HPIM0912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Wonderful break after working so hard for the past few weeks. I went to Sentosa with my sayang for our New Year Eve Celebration. Some of our friends was supposed to go with us but end up most of them had their own commitments. Though there was only two of us, I have to admit that I still enjoyed myself at the end of the day. Both of us wanted to have a wet celebration so we ended up in the foam party area. The only thing that both of us regret was the music for the whole night was by radio station of Wkrz which plays mainly house's music which was something that we did not enjoyed at all. We ended up strolling along the beach at about 3am after a long wait of disappointment for R&amp;B music. Though it did not went as smooth as I expected, I had fun &amp; enjoyed myself especially with the companion of my sayang. Thank You So Much Sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-113686781661491216?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113686781661491216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113686781661491216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113686781661491216' title='New Year Celebration!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-113447694759449952</id><published>2005-12-11T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:30:23.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Short Enough,Treasure It!</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy eversince i started working at MYMCA. There is a huge pile of work for me to do &amp; to make matter worst, some people are just ain't helpful to lend a hand. Life have been stressful enough for me so I only wants to treasure each day to the fullest &amp;amp; be happy. To the people out there who are trying to make life difficult for me, I am really tired having to be sandwich in between all the time &amp; would really appreciate it if I can have some peaceful life. My message to all, there are many other meaningful stuffs that are waiting for us in life so people try to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Treasure&lt;/span&gt; it &amp;amp;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Live&lt;/span&gt; each day to the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fullest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-113447694759449952?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113447694759449952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113447694759449952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113447694759449952' title='Life is Short Enough,Treasure It!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-113203020151472663</id><published>2005-11-14T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T12:50:01.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaRi RaYa CeLeBrAtiOn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/200/HPIM0737.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/200/HPIM0725.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/HPIM0732.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/200/HPIM0732.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I went to Rozza housewarming with my sayang &amp; gangs. There were so many people attending the function. We took some photos, ate some nice foods &amp;amp; catch up what I have missed out all this while when I was not in school. After eating the good foods &amp; a long chit-chat, all of us make a move. As all of us were going to Tampines, Fazleen gave all of us a ride back to Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sayang's friends would drop by to my place before we tagged them along to other house. While at my place, all his friends were discussing on the next destination &amp;amp; the poor us who got no transport. Luckily enough, Ghani was willing to tagged along &amp; share a cab with both of us. We travelled all the way from the east to the extreme west which is Jurong West Extension. Wow! The cab fare was enough to rob out all our money. The three of us had enough of waiting and paying a large amount of money for the cab that we decided to somehow allow ourselves to squeeze into the Audi car. The car then became 7seater car. Amazing isn't it? The last houseof the day was my Sayang's place which was at Ghim Moh. It was 12.15am when we arrived at my sayang's place. The only person that I emphazied with was his mum who had to stay up to entertain all of us. We wrapped up for the day at 1.20am before me accompanied by my sayang, Nadia &amp;amp; Hafiz heeded back to the East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been an enjoying yet tiring day for me especially my sayang who have yet to get enuff sleep. To me, this is what I called the 'HARI RAYA CELEBRATION!' To Rozza and Jai, Thank You for the invitation! To Ghani, Thank You for willingness to share a cab with us! Last but not least, To Fazleen &amp;amp; Hafiz Thank You for the ride back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-113203020151472663?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113203020151472663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113203020151472663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113203020151472663' title='HaRi RaYa CeLeBrAtiOn!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-113066650534808199</id><published>2005-10-29T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T18:04:54.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Got Our Freedom At Last!!</title><content type='html'>Its been very tiring yet greatest day for both me &amp; my sayang! I have finally completed my all my assignments &amp;amp; handed them in. I stayed up the whole night till 7.30am with the accompany of my dear to complete all the assignments.I have not touched my bed at all the whole day today. At about 1.00pm,I went to submit my assignments with my whole family including my sayang! I felt such a great relief after handing in my assignments. We are supposed to head to Malaysia to collect our baju raya but to think my sayang forgot his passport. We had to U-turn to his house to get his passport before heading Malaysia. Luckily there wasn't any jam today cause I guessed many have went back to kampung. We went to collect our baju before heading to Citi Square &amp; Kotoraya for window shopping. The whole day when I was in Malaysia, I enjoyed myself so much as I need not worry for my assignments anymore! From the effect of today, I &amp;amp; my sayang can let our hair down and really enjoy ourselves till the end of the year without anymore worries of assignments or exams! It is FINALLY over &amp; we FINALLY got our freedom at a long last! THANK YOU SO MUCH dear for standing by me throughtout all these dreadful months! I feel I am the LUCKIEST &amp;amp; HAPPIEST woman on these earth to have such an honour to be your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-113066650534808199?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113066650534808199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113066650534808199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113066650534808199' title='We&apos;ve Got Our Freedom At Last!!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-113008014487229002</id><published>2005-10-21T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:12:14.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last 4 Hours of Practicum</title><content type='html'>Today marks the last day of my practicum. I have to be at the centre for just another 4 hours &amp; I would be done with my practicum. It is kind of stupid to come back just for 4hours to meet the requirements I have to fulfill for my practicum. I have always been counting down to the last day of practicum but when it finally arrived, I feel rather sad to know that I would no longer be attending the centre. I miss the children who have been very clingy to me. During those period, I was like their mum. The children would hug me, lie down on my lap, fiddle around with my shirt &amp;amp; many others. Erm...well no matter what, I can never replace their parents. Their parents are still no 1 in their hearts! Well, since practicum is over, I left with another week to complete my practicum journal before the deadline. I just hoped to complete them soon &amp; hand them up so that I can celebrate my Hari Raya in PEACE! I don't want to face anymore letter 'A' this year! I had enough of it. Hari Raya is about a week away &amp;amp; I have yet to clean up my room. My mum have been nagging about it &amp; I feel rather guilty about it but I just have to put my Assignments as my top priority at the moment. Arh......I can't take this anymore! I just want to get my Assignments over &amp;amp; done with so that I can have a PEACE of MIND! I am Physically &amp;amp; Mentally Tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-113008014487229002?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113008014487229002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/113008014487229002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113008014487229002' title='Last 4 Hours of Practicum'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112859517784691340</id><published>2005-10-04T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T18:42:50.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble, Gobble &amp; Gobble!</title><content type='html'>Today marks the last day before comes the fasting month which is also known as the month of Ramadhan. During this 1month, we would have to fast, abstaining ourselves from drinking, eating &amp; many other criteria. My sayang brought me to Delifrance Bistro at Parkway Parade to have a sumptuous dinner before the start of ramadhan tommorow. We ordered so much food that by the end of the dinner, we were so full that we had to drag ourselves out of the restaurant. It would probably be the last dinner with my sayang before his exams! His exams is less than a week &amp;amp; I believe there is alot of preparation to be done. My sayang would always hibernate himself in his room before his exams. Well, I wish you all the best &amp; good luck for your exams!My practicum is just 6 days away &amp;amp; I'm hoping everything would turned out smoothly..Okie, that's about all for now! Last but not least, to all the Musliums out there, 'Selamat menjalani ibadat Ramadhan!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112859517784691340?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112859517784691340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112859517784691340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112859517784691340' title='Gobble, Gobble &amp; Gobble!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112815207352374010</id><published>2005-10-01T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T15:35:16.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A SATURDAY!</title><content type='html'>It's a saturday &amp; here I'm at home. My sayang is busy at home studying for his examination while I'm busy at home doing my assignments that will due on this Monday! Tommorow marks our 16month Anniversary! I doubt both of us could squeeze in any time to go out tommorow as they are just too many work to be done but it's okie as I believes there are still other times that we go out. To be frank, both of us are waiting for our turns to enjoy our weekends just like most other couples. Its been some time ever since the both of us really let our hair down. It is always assignments, assignments &amp;amp; assignments. Both of us have been leading such life ever since my school start &amp; my sayang having to go normal shift for his work. My sayang got a call from the Mindef last night to remind him about his upcoming RT. My sayang would be very busy exercising after 'Hari Raya!' Erm...to think positively, it would make him healthy &amp;amp; fit so don't think so much k Dear? I left a few more days before the fasting month which means I would have to help my parents out in cleaning up the house. I really do not know how I am going to find time to do my assignments, go for praticum and help in the preparation of 'Hari Raya!' Well..I'm still on the positive side as I believes everything would turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112815207352374010?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112815207352374010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112815207352374010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112815207352374010' title='It&apos;s A SATURDAY!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112797727788278827</id><published>2005-09-27T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T15:01:17.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day In SkooL</title><content type='html'>Time flies &amp; today marks the last day of my lectures! I'm really sad to be separated by my friends. Though I have been with them for about only 5months, it had been a fruitful experience for me. I really enjoyed myself whenever I'm with my classmates. Erm...well, I should not brood over it too much as I believed I would still be able to contact them. I had a photo-taking session with my class before I went out with my group mates for our last lunch together. Maybe not really a last lunch to say but rather for the last time we would be eating together at my school compound. Well, through the message above I believed you guys are able to see through that I would be graduating soon. It is a good thing to be graduating but it is bad thing to have to part with your friends. I still have tons of assignments to do before I go out for my practicum &amp; graduate so don't think that graduating is that easy..:P I'm just keeping my finger-cross &amp;amp; hoping that everything would turn out to be fine &amp; I could enjoy my 'Hari Raya' in PEACE of Mind. Hahaha..I know, I know it have yet to be in the fasting month!Okie, I better stop here before my nonsense get carried away! Till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112797727788278827?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112797727788278827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112797727788278827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112797727788278827' title='Last Day In SkooL'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112797147342456997</id><published>2005-09-18T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:50:29.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding @ Marina Mandarin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/outing%20photos%200023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/200/outing%20photos%200021.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tagged along with my sayang to Marina Mandarin today for his colleague's lunch reception! We had a great time at the wedding as it is the first time the both of us attend a lunch reception. I pity the groom as I could see that he was already half drunk half-way through the reception. After it was all over, Banana had to went up to the hotel room to take video of the tea ceremony before he is offically off duty as a video-grapher. We tagged long with Banana into the room to see the tea ceremony. We end up enjoying the view from the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/outing%20photos%200057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/200/outing%20photos%200054.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;balcony as both of us are shy to face all the family members. After everything was over, we went to Esplanade as I was craving to eat Hagen Daz ice-cream. There was F1 boat-boat racing on that day so we went up to the roof-top to catch a view of the motor-boat racing. We end up modelling ourselves with the scenery. But before putting a stop to the day, my sayang did fulfill my craving for the ice-cream. Thank You So Much to everyone...to the bride &amp; groom for inviting me, to banana for taking time to take my pictures &amp;amp; my sayang for fulfilling my craving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112797147342456997?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112797147342456997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112797147342456997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112797147342456997' title='Wedding @ Marina Mandarin'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112610249109662663</id><published>2005-09-07T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:18:02.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've got a class bbq today at east coast. I arranged to meet yani in bus number 31. I was expecting most of the class to turned up for the class bbq but to my amazement, only 11 of us turned up! I wonder where have the rest of the classmates gone to..I knew majority of my classmates were very supportive during the planning of the bbq but hmmm....wonder why suddenly majority did not turned up. But its better that way, less people means more food for us! Hahaha..I need to put on more fat anyway so that I would be more fleshy and chubby! The best thing of all my sayang would love to hug me, right dear? My sayang was right about today being windy. It was so windy that everything/anything that could fly all flew away! Most of us could not even have a peaceful time to eat as everything was flying about that we had to hold on tight to our foods &amp; drinks. Everyone had their hair/tudung flying about during the photo-taking session. This bbq have been the fastest bbq I have ever turned up for! Hahaha...it lasted for two an a half hour..I stayed on with yani to accompany rozza and wahidah who are waiting for their husbands to fetch them home. We took more photos to kill the time..we are all inspired to be models!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much of enjoyment, I still got one more assignment to do before the 12 september!Though I am better off than the rest of my classmates but it is about the same thing after all. It is still the 'A' word! I have got my timetable today &amp;amp; I was so shocked by the timetable. I would end my course in 16 october rather than 30 november. So sad to know that I would not be able to attend lectures &amp; practicum together with my friends. Ahhhh......why does the school shorten my studies?! I just hoped that everything would turned out fine for me &amp;amp; i would not go crazy. I would still be able to meet my friends for lunch but I missed those days of doing assignments together. Though there were lots of disaggreement but we always stay united as one by the end of the day. I would not be able to joke &amp;amp; laugh with friends anymore. I am going to miss those days but its okie, I still have all the memories right here in my heart. Thanks alot Girls for really being there for me all this while!! Love you Girls Forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112610249109662663?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112610249109662663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112610249109662663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112610249109662663' title='BBQ Day!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112584317073672991</id><published>2005-09-04T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T22:28:02.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last We Got It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Have you guys ever tried out any satay that melts in your mouth? Hmmm...that why though it was raining cats &amp; dogs, we stormed through the rain just to have the taste of the satay that my sayang have been dying to try out. Of course not to forget our Brother Sam, he was asked along to join us for the magnificent satay! We proceeds our journey to Suntec for the Comex fair. Guys would always be guys, so crazy over electronics! It was sOoOoo packed with people that we could hardly breathe &amp;amp; walk. Due to sOoOoo many people, there were sOoOoo many security guards around to stop more people from going up the escalators which would lead into the exhibition halls.I believe this is done to protect the safety of the public. But the three of us wanted to go into the exhibition halls so badly that we go by the back way like many others. We sneaked through using the stairs. To our nightmare, we climb and climb but there was no door we could exit out. Every door was locked. Hahahaha.....stupid us! We thought those guards were dumb but we are dumber. I believe the guards would have locked all the entrance before the events so that no one could come in through the back way. We finally went into the exhibition halls with the help of my brother who was already before us. After so much of touring and walking, we finally decided to make our way home.Err...not really home, Brother Sam went to meet his part-time lover to watch soccer match played by the girl's team, my brother meeting his friends to go study for his exams while I &amp; my sayang are to spend a peaceful dinner together. I enjoyed my dinner with my sayang but sad to say, we got to make it a quick one as my sayang got to rush back home for his assignments. Making matter worst, he got no bike now therefore taking MRT would take him some time to get home. Its been a exciting and hilarious day &amp;amp; there gOooes our weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112584317073672991?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112584317073672991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112584317073672991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112584317073672991' title='At Last We Got It!!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112564562250279213</id><published>2005-09-02T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T16:03:07.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Wonders of Babies..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/baby179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="324" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/400/baby174.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Is A Baby?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby is someone to hold in your arms&lt;br /&gt;and someone so cute and full of charm.&lt;br /&gt;Someone to plan the future for;&lt;br /&gt;it's someone to love and adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's someone to call your very own&lt;br /&gt;who'll turn your house into a home.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of two they'll be three--&lt;br /&gt;and that makes a family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone to keep you up at night&lt;br /&gt;and someone who will sometimes fight.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll get sick and cry&lt;br /&gt;but for that someone you would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby's full of wiggles and life,&lt;br /&gt;but will sometime cause lots of strife.&lt;br /&gt;Your life will be changed forever&lt;br /&gt;but it's by far life's greatest endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frazzled nerves that come undone,&lt;br /&gt;it's a lot of work and not just fun.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a bond that's like no other,&lt;br /&gt;the strongest love between child and mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is a baby?&lt;br /&gt;All of this and more.&lt;br /&gt;A bundle of joy to&lt;br /&gt;love and adore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lessed by God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;orn into the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ou are so new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112564562250279213?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112564562250279213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112564562250279213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112564562250279213' title='The Great Wonders of Babies..........'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112563957038586594</id><published>2005-08-31T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T13:52:25.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Finally Over!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After burning midnight oil for so long, I have finally handed in my assignments! Ahhh……its feels so great! By the way, thanks a lot Saiful for getting for me the ink cartridge. It was a desperate moment and I am so glad you came to the rescue. Ermm…though I have finished my assignments, I cant really have much fun as my Sayang have yet to complete his assignments that would be due by 8 September. He has been really there for me during my assignment days, so I also want to be there to give him my support! “Jia You Ok dear?” I would be going back to my secondary school tomorrow. Its teachers day eve and I am hoping to see all my teachers and frenizz that have been there for me throughout my secondary school days! I really appreciate for their great effort and time they have put in to help me strive in my studies. Er…though I did not score as well as they expected, but NO worries ok teachers? I’ll try my best to climb up the stairs! =p The teachers at Little World Childcare also wanted me to go back for their teacher’s day celebration. I really hope I can cut myself into two pieces so that I can visit two places at one time. But so long time permits, I will go back and visit you guys Okie? That all for now folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112563957038586594?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112563957038586594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112563957038586594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112563957038586594' title='Its Finally Over!!'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112504805367407920</id><published>2005-08-23T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T13:47:41.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Practicum</title><content type='html'>Haiz..times really flies and today marks my last day after two weeks being with the lovely children, I really cant bear to part with them. I m going to miss the children very much. They have been the one that makes me look forward to each day of my life.I gave the children some goodies that I bought and packed together with yani on last saturday. I took some pictures with the teachers and children so that the memories would remain. After practicum, I would really have to sit down as there would be so much things that is needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear to all my friends, I am sorry if I am not able to go out this weekend with you guys as there are really lots of work that I need to do. I promised I would try to make up for the time when I am more settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest sayang, I am so sorry to hear that you are not able to go to KL for your cousin engagement. I am sure your Ijam would understand your situation. Try not to worry so much as I believed everything will drop into placed when the time comes. No matter what, I would be by your side, standing by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112504805367407920?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112504805367407920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112504805367407920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112504805367407920' title='Last Day of Practicum'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112338380426052736</id><published>2005-08-05T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T13:46:37.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Lectures &amp; Presentation</title><content type='html'>Today is my last day of lectures and presentation before I leave for my attachment. Lots of pictures were taken to keep as a memo as one of my classmates would not be joining us after the attachment.She would be joining the primary school as a mandarin teacher.I wish the Best of Luck for Her!It was a sad moment for some of us as we could not joke around and share our problems with my friends for time being.My group members had a picture taken with one of our lecturer as she would not be having us for the rest of our lectures.Though lectures is over but piles of assignments still got to be done. I doubt I am able to enjoy my term break after my attachments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...no matter how hard it would be, I would strive on and stay positive juz like my sayang. I know it have been real hard on him these days.He has a assignment that due on 10 August but he has yet to touch any of the questions.He is going to burn up the weekends to have them done and I am keeping my finger-cross that he would completed them soon. I am so sorry dear I can't help you at all in your assignment but don't worry I would always stand by your side to give my love,care and support..Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112338380426052736?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112338380426052736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112338380426052736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112338380426052736' title='Last Lectures &amp; Presentation'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-112280342395301094</id><published>2005-07-31T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T18:39:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment Day............Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/1600/motogp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3039/1109/320/motogp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are spending our weekends to do assignments yet again. What to do? Theres a mountain of it to be done. In fact my sayang needs to go to Bukit Panjang for some voiceover thingy. But like my sayang said, endure for a few months more. Thats the best we could do. If only theres a union for early childhood students at ICEC.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway theres a motogp race today. As usual please place your bets on Rossi to win again. You won't go wrong. But again I can't watch it with my sayang. Thanks to the dreaded A-word. Back to the race. I'm still waiting for my beloved kawasaki team to win. Seems like eternity now. Like I said, unless something Rossi fell off his bike, he and his Yamaha is 99% guaranteed to win. So I can only hope for my Kawasaki for second and third. And the Hondas to crash into each other. And the Ducatis to combust spontaneously. And the Suzuki riders to have a sudden bout of diarrhoea. And.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-112280342395301094?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112280342395301094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/112280342395301094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112280342395301094' title='Assignment Day............Again'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864628.post-111847024920099788</id><published>2005-06-02T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T13:20:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*1st Anniversary*</title><content type='html'>Today is the most Happiest Day of my life as today marks my 1st Anniversary with my beloved "Kambing"!The sad thing is that i've got school while he got to work.Hmm..but that does not stop us from celebrating our Anniversary!After school, he brought me to Boat Quay to have our dine in dinner by the river.Half-way through eating,he handed me a gift &amp; to my shocked he gave me a pair of crystal earrings &amp; necklace.The crystals were specially designed from Swaroski!After dinner we took the bumper boat which would bring us to 11 of the bridges.It was very romantatic &amp; best of all it had such a great &amp; beautiful sceney!Well,every Good thing has to come to an end..so are our outing.Time flies so fast that it was time for us to get back home as my dear have to go back to work.Though it was short,it was really sweet &amp; great to have him by my side.I really had a great time &amp; enjoyed myself!Thank you So Much my Dear!!I LOveD YoU aLwAyS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12864628-111847024920099788?l=icecaramel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/111847024920099788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12864628/posts/default/111847024920099788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icecaramel.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111847024920099788' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;*1st Anniversary*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>motokids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00732242265043067857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
