<?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-6446082584240848759</id><updated>2011-08-02T09:12:30.192+08:00</updated><category term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Branchel's is Da' name</title><subtitle type='html'>Lalala lalala E' Elmo song!!! Cheers!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</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>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5342502680023144667</id><published>2009-08-24T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:37:11.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel...</title><content type='html'>Tonight I watched an episode of "Tang Xin Feng Bao" and I can totally relate to one specific scene. Ok, maybe not exactly the same, but I did feel nostalgic about it. It is about this guy and girl who aren't really considered as friends at the start of the show. However, over the time, through many events, the guy and the girl finally became best friends. Little known to the girl, the guy has fallen for her. He bought a bouquet of flowers and have it delivered to the girl. Upon receipt of the bouquet, the girl finally realized that she has crossed the line as best friend. She was very guilty. Totally hated herself for not drawing a clear line and got too cosy with the guy. She hated herself for misleading the guy into liking her. She really like the guy, but not in the sense of a relationship. She don't want to lose the guy as her best friend to 'love'. She scared that by rejecting the guy, she will be hurting him deeply. As such, she chose to hide from him... Little did she expect that it is hurting both the guy and herself. I felt sorry for the guy. Reason being he does not know that he was being one-sided. Everyday, he waited by the computer for her emails, holding his phone yearning for her smses and putting his phone beside his bed hoping that she will call... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I mentioned about this scene is because I thought it was quite similar to how Branchel started... Read how Branchel started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know Rachel when she was in year 1 and I was one year her senior in school. I first saw her at the art room and she managed to leave an impression on me. I cannot really describe which particular feeling it was, but I was aware of her presence. Oya, I thought she was quite arrogant and I don't have a good feel about her. In fact for a good one year I don't remember a day I ever had a proper conversation with her. However, all these changes when I was in year 3. Through events, we managed to start simple conversations and progressed to frequent smses. Ok. I admit I was really shy about speaking to her. Whenever I try to talk to her, well... My ears became red, my heart pumps and adrenaline rushes through my body. That is why I only dare to communicate with her via smses... I am always happy to receive her msges. We always tell each other how boring the classes were, how sleepy we were and how she needed coffee to perk up. In school, I always look at her from far. Walked past her class and I never fail to check her out. Haha. Checking her out to wave 'Hi' lah. Haha. As much as all this sound like some secret admiration, really, we were purely good friends at this stage. Thinking back, she has made my last year at Pre - U a memorable one. There I left my Pre - U with a sad thought that I might never get to see her around again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man can never predict the future correctly. Guess what? I am still very much in contact with Rachel even when I entered NS. I still remember those days that I'm laying on my bed and creating unique chinese smses. Our smses can go on for 1 to 2 days straight and paused for a few days straight. Even though Rachel say she treated me as one of her best friends at that point of time, I don't think she actually took the initiative to text me first. I'm always the one the start the ball rolling. Haha. Wau lau, 3 days don't msg her my whole body will be uneasy lah. Haha. Nonetheless, during my NS stint, I think Rach totally know every details of my progress from a recruit in the army at Tekong to becoming a specialist in the Navy. I shared with her every achievements that I got and complained to her every little grievances that I suffered. I like it best when she shared my achievements - i.e. best trainee, shortlisted for officer and blah blah blah... She always think that me being in Navy and being able to sail around is cool. (Ok, she also thinks the other person also cool lah.) Haha.  I sensed peacefulness whenever she sends me encouraging texts to carry on with my training and etc. I really miss those days that everything seem so innocent as friends. No strings attached, no obligations, pure strong friendship. Haha. Still remember the day I first called her up. I was wearing my No.3 uniform, holding my rifle and wearing my naval cap doing duty at the aft of the ship. I nervously took out my Hp and called her. Why? Why did I do that? Cause she was getting her A'Level results and I promised to call her to congrat her personally. Yes. That was our first short call. Awkward but still memorable. For the next two years, we maintained our friendship with our little mobile phones. Nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first meet up came when Rach turned 21 years old. I mustered up enough courage to attend her birthday celebration at Miramar. I really don't know what got into me to go... I mean we never really talk or ever met up before. So the first meeting was really a scary one. Finally seeing her after so many years really feel weird. Well, I guessed the weirdness was subdued eventually due to our long 'friendship'. To cut short, everything starts to fall in place after that fateful day... Things fast forwarded when I start my classes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the part that I found similarity to the episode that I watched tonight. Through events and a period of time, I found myself in this situation where the thin line between friendship and courtship became blurred. I was not ready for another relationship at that point of time and I am afraid that my feeling will be a one - sided one. I know she has been trying to stop herself from being labeled as '3rd party' and thus didn't think that we can move any further from where we were. Maybe she never felt it, but I know the time that we spent and the long friendship that we had, have blossomed into something else. I have fallen for her, but I dare not tell her or anyone. It never came across to my mind that she will fall for me too... But enough is enough when she said she only treat me as a fun and funny friend. Nothing more. I was awoken from my dreamland. I told myself I have crossed the impossible line and it is time to turn back. I tried to hide from her. I didn't reply her msges nor answered her call. Well, literally for the first 2 calls. For I finally picked up the call upon the third call on the 19th April 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 20th April 2008, Branchel is official. Rachel darling, though we took a long time to find one another, but I believe that everything happened for a reason. The fact that we are still so in love now after 28 month plus is a good testimonial to how strong our love is for one another. Darling, I love you. Thinking of the past always give me a warm and nostalgic feel while thinking of our future always give me happiness and motivation in life. Rachel dear, you will forever be my best friend and the only love I ever wanted. Thank you for everything that you have done. I promise to love you for as long as you love me. Muack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-5342502680023144667?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5342502680023144667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5342502680023144667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5342502680023144667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5342502680023144667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel.html' title='I feel...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7590536686639518630</id><published>2009-08-20T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:56:26.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2...7,...14,...20,...28.</title><content type='html'>For the past 28 months I know I have given my all to that special person of my life. I swear she has always been in my mind for the past 28 months and 2 hour. Every morning when I wake up, she will always be the first person I think of, and every night before I sleep, she will always be the one and only person that I will miss and think of. Every night after my good night call with her, regardless if our call ended sweet or bitter, I will always pray that she can sleep well and be safe. Yes, she is very important to me. So important that I have learnt to be tolerant of alot of things. Things that in the past would have most probably 'instigated' me to give up. However, I am just not the same as before anymore. I truly love her, and I cross my heart and wish that our promise of having a future together will come true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when I say "I love you" to her, I mean it with all my heart and soul. She may not have sensed my sincerity, but she must understand that sweet word does not come easily from me. That is why from the first time I told her 'I love you', I truly mean it. Being in love with her has been the best thing that has happened to me yet. Her presence in my life has provided me with goals to achieve, and the love that she has given me is the only motivation that I ever need. 28 Months and 2 hours have passed, and things may have changed without us realizing or admitting it. Nonetheless, I am still super in love with her. Baby, for you I promise to be less imperfect and my true feeling for you will never fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel fiancee, you will always be that special girl in my heart and the above is dedicated to you only. Branchel will be forever. Muack. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-7590536686639518630?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7590536686639518630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7590536686639518630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7590536686639518630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7590536686639518630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/08/127142028.html' title='1,2...7,...14,...20,...28.'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-3924250130983483665</id><published>2009-07-30T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:53:57.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Confession</title><content type='html'>27 months and 10 days as of 30/07/2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This period of time is the best I have experienced for as long as I am alive.&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy to be going through this phase of my life with the special you.&lt;br /&gt;You have brought a whole new meaning of love to my understanding, and I am totally mesmerized by you. &lt;br /&gt;Your smile is like the sweetest I ever seen and your laughter is so infectious. &lt;br /&gt;When you are happy, I can truly see and feel it in my bone. &lt;br /&gt;Love the pure and simple relationship that we have and glad that happiness is part of our identity as one. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, we face difficulties and disagreement along the way but looking at where we are now, don’t you agree that we have become stronger amid the adversaries? &lt;br /&gt;Haha. I always believe that all things happen for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;Be it good or bad, I know Branchel will triumph all. &lt;br /&gt;With each breath I took, I know we are moving one second closer towards our future. &lt;br /&gt;‘Branchel’ may sound cheesy but we are known as that to our close friends. &lt;br /&gt;One name, one identity and together we are one.&lt;br /&gt;‘Simplicity’ is what we value, and ‘Love Triumphs All’ is what we believe. &lt;br /&gt;Rachel dearie, I just want to tell you how much I love you and I am looking forward to spending my future with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-3924250130983483665?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/3924250130983483665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=3924250130983483665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3924250130983483665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3924250130983483665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-confession.html' title='My Confession'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-479863801209046651</id><published>2009-07-24T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:05:49.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very fulfiling weekends.</title><content type='html'>23/07/2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th Month of Brancheling and I am still very much in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning Malaysia!!! Here is my love who appeared to have just got up from her sleep. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SmiXWE5BvJI/AAAAAAAAB3I/wHelTzDwCWE/s1600-h/IMAG0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SmiXWE5BvJI/AAAAAAAAB3I/wHelTzDwCWE/s400/IMAG0133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361701761910422674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SmiXVwDYb8I/AAAAAAAAB3A/oKVIi-Uwp5I/s1600-h/IMAG0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SmiXVwDYb8I/AAAAAAAAB3A/oKVIi-Uwp5I/s400/IMAG0134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361701756316708802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SmiWzvq5qmI/AAAAAAAAB24/eefqGMv60ZE/s1600-h/IMAG0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Your truly is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway, Dearie already bought me a Ralph Lauren Polo Tee as present&lt;br /&gt;and she will be bringing me to a wonderful place (in term of food) for&lt;br /&gt;dinner. Giant Crabbies we are coming for you soon. Slurps!!! Oya, there&lt;br /&gt;will be no doubt that we will be catching the movie -- Transformer: Revenge&lt;br /&gt;of the Fallen. Lovely Fiancee, Cool Machines and hot babe but with not so&lt;br /&gt;hero looking main actor. Haha. I love movie dates with Rach, love the way&lt;br /&gt;she hold my arm and snuggle up to me. Haha. In the forseeable next week, I&lt;br /&gt;think it will be a busy one. Especially from midweek onwards. Most probably&lt;br /&gt;I will be having dinner appointments with Rach and Family on either&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday or Thursday. Following on will be movie on Friday evening and BBQ&lt;br /&gt;night on Saturday. As for Sunday? I definitely want to spend it with Rach&lt;br /&gt;alone.  A two persons date and a 'simple' dinner will be just fine. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, let's talk about something nearer, today is the 26th Month&lt;br /&gt;Anniversary of Brancheling. Whoopee! I love my Rachel alot! This period of&lt;br /&gt;romancing has been the best part of my life yet. I really treasure my relationship with you - Baby, and I promise to be faithful to you for as long as you want us to last. I wouldn't want to lose you because of anything stupid. Darling, a million thank you will never be enough for all the help and little gestures that u rendered to me during my appeal period. I may not be able to show how much it means to me but you can be assured that I will always remember what you have done. You have been a great support. Muack. Meanwhile, I hope I have been able to be of 'usefulness' to you when you needed my support. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, Happy 26th Month Anniversary to you again. Everyday is a better day for me because I have you, and rest assured that my life will never be the same without you. For that I promise to love you for as long as you love me, and I would very much want to fulfil all of our promises that we have made to one another. Darling!!! I can't wait to see you soon (like in hours time) so that I can lay my lips on yours and tell you that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-7085150837978575394?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7085150837978575394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7085150837978575394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7085150837978575394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7085150837978575394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/06/26-months-and-counting.html' title='26 Months and counting...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8737919324904425862</id><published>2009-05-19T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:25:18.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th Month it is!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ShLTVd1pHmI/AAAAAAAAB1A/xjVHfUzYTOk/s1600-h/DSCF0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ShLTVd1pHmI/AAAAAAAAB1A/xjVHfUzYTOk/s400/DSCF0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337560874127793762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee!!! Branchel is 25th Month Old le! Happy Anniversary to u baby! Of course to me too. Haha. You know I am so in love with u baby? I'm telling you I am! 2 years and 1 month and still counting... Branchel is here to stay for very very long. Haha. I love you Rachel Teo! Oops! Su I meant. Recently, you have additional 'family members' added yah? BIL, MIL and FIL? Wahaha... Darling Fiancee, welcome to my family! I seriously think that you have won my family over yah? Now you are so at ease until you have no qualm about sleeping in fortress even when my family are around yah? Haha. Darling! Thank you for filling up my life with your laughter, feeding my heart with your love and showering my soul with your care. You will always be the most special person in my life and I promise to love you wholeheartedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Happy Anniversary to Branchel again! Muack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-8737919324904425862?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8737919324904425862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8737919324904425862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8737919324904425862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8737919324904425862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/05/25th-month-it-is.html' title='25th Month it is!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ShLTVd1pHmI/AAAAAAAAB1A/xjVHfUzYTOk/s72-c/DSCF0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4268751538949510876</id><published>2009-05-12T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:25:10.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branchel is 2 years &amp; almost 1 month!</title><content type='html'>20th April 2009 - 12th May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopee! We finally finished our exams and able to let down our hair for the time being. Haha. After almost a 'decade' of "Bi guan xiu lian", Rach &amp; I made a trip down to VivoCity last Saturday. A well deserved date after such a long isolation from the outside world. The ocassion was definitely worth the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Did I not mention something else? Saturday was the belated 'official' 2 years Anniversary of Brancheling. Yup! We are two years old already! It was supposed to be 20th of April. However, it clashes with our exams period. Hence, we have no choice but to postpone the celebration to another day. The idea of postponing it to after exam was a fabulous one. This is because we both enjoyed ourselves very much as we have all the 'time' left in the world after our papers. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VivoCity! Yes! First stop @ vivo, Bakerzin. Haha. Darling got soft spot for sweet stuff. She missed her macarons and bakerzin cakes the most. Haha. I realized I got higher tolerance for sweetness now. That is inclusive of the sweet love that Branchel always embrace or rather what we stand for. Wahahaha. Oya! Must mention this! Darling said I am so lame during our brunch at Bakerzin. Boo! "Darling, what is that beside your ear?". I reached for her ear and 'pulled' out a 'swarvoksi' crystals filled Hello Kitty handphone 'pendant'. Haha. Darling's reaction was to laugh non-stop and keep saying I'm so lame. Haha. Of course its not the gift that is lame but the action. Haha. I still thought I deserved a praise for doing something like that. Well, at least she likes it. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next programme on the list, 'Wolverine'! Yipee! Finally a movie after so long. Been looking forward to catching show since don't know how many grandmother days. Haha. O well, it was quite a nice show actually. Food for thought, the first 3 parts of X-men are better... So nice. So nice to rekindle the feeling of darling snuggling up to me while watching the movie. Huggies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our movie and short shopping stint at vivo, we start to make our way to Miramar Hotel. A place that will forever have a unique foothold in my heart. Quote, "I went there alone as a friend and to leave the very same place with her in my heart and now as my only love." Slurps! Ok, the main reason we went there was to have our dinner. The food there will never be the best but it is definitely not the worst. In fact the food are rather appetizing and it gives you an nostalgic feel. Oya, ps. I brought 'Samy' out and we took lots of pics with it. Haha. Rachel so photogenic can! I should confer her the Miss Photogenic award! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our dinner, we went to Roberton Quay for a short stroll. As usual, we ended up at Liang Court in the end. Haha. After which I accompanied her home and spent some time by the poolside having our routine of sweet and simple conversations. The celebration for our 2nd year as Branchel may have ended, but fear not. For there will be many many more anniversaries that we will be spending together. Looking back at how far we both have come to, I'm glad to take this route in the first place. Everyday I wake up to be in love with her and only to rest enough so that I can spend the rest of my life with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I love you! Many kisses and hugs to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4268751538949510876?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4268751538949510876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4268751538949510876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4268751538949510876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4268751538949510876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/05/branchel-is-2-years-almost-1-month.html' title='Branchel is 2 years &amp; almost 1 month!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5385125147689299325</id><published>2009-04-20T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:35:56.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Years Anniversary!!!</title><content type='html'>20th April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no, it is the time of the year again...&lt;br /&gt;Examination period is here yet again! Mugging mugging and mugging...&lt;br /&gt;Even if never really mug, still cannot go out. By doing so, guilt will definitely settle in.&lt;br /&gt;How I wished this is the last semester so that I can graduate with a degree and say goodbye to studies. Boo... This is just a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;The earliest date of graduation can only be end of next year.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of grumbling... And here's the reason why I'm blogging at this moment...&lt;br /&gt;Tada!!! It is the 2nd Year of Brancheling for Rachel and me!!! Happy Anniversary with us!!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon: "Being with you has definitely brought many wonderful experiences for me, your love for me has given me a whole new reason to be in a relationship. Not with anyone else, but you. Your determination to be that perfect one for me is worth noting. Thank you for taking that extra effort to change for me and I appreciate you for what you've done. 2 years may not be that long in comparison to others, but duration does not mean anything for a loving relationship. It is the get along that deem whether any couple is suitable for one another. Base on this assumption, I dare to claim that you are the best person for me to be with. (Just minor areas to improve yah. Haha.) Baby, I am not a perfect person, but I am willing to give in my best to make us possible for a long long time. Last but not least, Happy Anniversary to you and I will be looking forward to our belated celebration. Love you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-5385125147689299325?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5385125147689299325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5385125147689299325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5385125147689299325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5385125147689299325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-years-anniversary.html' title='2 Years Anniversary!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4554388398647373095</id><published>2009-04-06T00:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T01:26:48.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool no more.</title><content type='html'>April - 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, it is freaking April now! Time really flies and Branchel is going to be two years old.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Two years to some may not be a celebration, but to us, we are hoping for a big bang to mark our anniversary. Details are still in the pipeline in accordance to Rach - the planner for year 2. Well, at least we already got the momento for our 2nd anniversary, watches! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Any surprise? Well, not surprising for those who have been following our blogs always yah. Branchel are very much into watches. This time, the official watches for our anniversary is a pair of uniquely shaped self-winding skeleton watch. Tick, tick, tick... Our love will tick till the end of time, and till death parts us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April... This is a month of busy routines, both darling and I have been really tied down by our jobs and assignments at hands. In fact, exam is just around the corner and I rather terrified of it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. All these shit just added up the pressure in me and almost filling up to the brink. That probably explains the constant headache and migraine I've been having it recently. Rachel wasn't having it any easier, the only 'privillege' that she is having is the 'luxury' of that extra 2 to 3 hours sleeping time she has before beginning her mundane tutoring and 'fix-all-shitty-groupmates-assignments" routines. Kelian yah. The worse thing of all, all these extra commitments inevitably mean that we have lesser quality time with one another. That's simply suck! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, through constant communications, I'm glad that Rach have been very understanding and have provided me with the kind of support that we both need. To me, she has changed positively in the way she handles certain things and it is good for us both. Well, I have also been trying to be there for her and guiding her as and when I could. In short, none of us will be perfect but we can strive to be less imperfect. For you, Rachel, I'm willing to give you the best I could and promise to love you till the day you stop loving me. You will always be the love of my life and no one can replace that special place of yours in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4554388398647373095?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4554388398647373095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4554388398647373095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4554388398647373095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4554388398647373095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fool-no-more.html' title='April Fool no more.'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5955451281691760354</id><published>2009-03-03T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:01:39.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A ridiculously busy month... Feb...</title><content type='html'>2nd March 2009,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have decided to remove the restriction on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of forgetting my password and having to key in email and password in order for me to see my own blog. Haha. Well, I think by now, except for Rachel, nobody actually come and view my blog. Hence, isn't it better to just remove the private profile status? Yes and that's what I have done. Tada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... There may not be a 22nd month mural but that does not mean that I love Rachel any lesser. It just reflect that both of us are so tied down by daily commitments that we have so little time for quality Branchel's time. Just a few days back I told Rach that I was rather guilty and I meant it in an apologetic manner. It has been long since I last realized that darling has a pair of 'chivas' eyes like mine. (Well, not that she reminds me of the same things anymore) Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am now in a crossroad actually, so many things I have to do and pioritize. Damn. I hate to grow up. Sometimes, I guess I'm too exhausted by all the macro factors that I can just walk home without even remembering which way I took... My mind is blank. Simply 'lazy' with my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I have my love to fall back on and find comfort. Yes darling, you have always meant to be my destiny. Thank you for giving me the utmost support and providing me the strength/motivation to move on. No doubt none of us are perfect, but I'm confident we can overcome all of our present adversaries and emerge stronger than ever before; for we are Branchel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I am always here for you... It is ok to let me know that you are vulnerable. I promise to hug you and 'put' you on my lap whenever you need a assuring gesture. I love the fact you are not so strong-headed when you don't have to be. I am a soft-hearted person. Soft tactics work well on me. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well Rach is waiting for me... I so gotta call her now... As for more updates on the dinner with Jolyn and GQ, I guess I just have to postpone it to another day ba! Night! *Oya, the family issue that Darling is so pissed of with is from my side. Got nothing to do with her Dad or Mum side... Yes, she feels for my family cos she is part of my family. Tada!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-5955451281691760354?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5955451281691760354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5955451281691760354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5955451281691760354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5955451281691760354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/03/ridiculously-busy-month-feb.html' title='A ridiculously busy month... Feb...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5596363730819714304</id><published>2009-02-14T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:51:35.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine Baby!!!</title><content type='html'>14th Feb 2009,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2nd Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SZWv9unqpxI/AAAAAAAAB0w/iyQZhQxCXmY/s1600-h/Vdae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302337611319912210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SZWv9unqpxI/AAAAAAAAB0w/iyQZhQxCXmY/s400/Vdae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of my life,&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;strong&gt; are all that I’m waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;You are what I have been dreaming of.&lt;br /&gt;You have&lt;/strong&gt; taught me the art of unselfish &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What if I never asked you before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What if I never found u?&lt;br /&gt;And what if I never knew you would allow me to walk into your life?&lt;br /&gt;I never had this feeli&lt;/span&gt;ng in my heart before.&lt;br /&gt;How did this come to be? We have always been just friends.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t &lt;strong&gt;know exactly how u found me, but I guess it is our destiny.&lt;br /&gt;From that moment I saw you, deep inside my heart I knew.&lt;br /&gt;Baby you’re my destiny - You and I were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart&lt;/strong&gt; and soul, I’ll give my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to have and hold and as far as you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, you are meant to be my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;Someone that I could hold on to&lt;br /&gt;And give my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Forever used to be just a word, something that I only heard about before.&lt;br /&gt;But ever since you’re always there for me, I now truly believe when you say forever.&lt;br /&gt;From the day Branchel was started, there was something I always knew…&lt;br /&gt;That you are only&lt;/span&gt; one in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;I have seen rainbow that could take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;And for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shooting stars? I have seen a few…&lt;br /&gt;But I have never seen anything that is as beautiful of you.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, you’re all&lt;/strong&gt; I need&lt;/span&gt; for you are my only Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine, I promise to give you all my heart until the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-5596363730819714304?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5596363730819714304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5596363730819714304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5596363730819714304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5596363730819714304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentine-baby.html' title='Happy Valentine Baby!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SZWv9unqpxI/AAAAAAAAB0w/iyQZhQxCXmY/s72-c/Vdae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6340111373263810286</id><published>2009-01-25T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:34:13.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy OX year!</title><content type='html'>25th Jan 2009 &amp;amp; 26th Jan 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$ Huat Ah!!! $$$&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to All!!! Have an "OX-spicious" year ahead!!!&lt;br /&gt;It has been 'ages' since I last updated my blog. Oops...  (Partly because I can't log on to blogspot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, Rachel dear is having her Chinese New Year countdown with her family at Changi Airport Terminal 3! From her voice, I thought she sounded rather happy. Hmm... I'm wondering if she is still happy because of the early reunion dinner at her grandma's place that I went to yesterday. First of all, you people might think "So what's there to be happy about by going to her grandma's house?". Haha. The point is, this is the first gathering that I have been to with Rach's immediate family and relatives. *Phews!* So nervous can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing is I sort of know Popo first and had more direct interactions with her. In fact yesterday was the first ever time I got into a direct conversation with Rach's mum and sister. Haha. Well, the results were better than expected! Really! Darling say it meant alot to her and I don't regret my decision to go for the early reunion dinner. Whoohoo! Now I have to work harder with Rachel's Dad. Think he was too shy to look directly into my eyes. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Happy 21st Month Anniversary to Branchel! We are looking toward our 2nd year of Brancheling! Happy happy! I love Rachel alot and really happy that she love me too!&lt;br /&gt;I wish to give her her favourite bear hug now. I miss you baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-6340111373263810286?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6340111373263810286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6340111373263810286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6340111373263810286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6340111373263810286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-ox-year.html' title='Happy OX year!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2143337718190822471</id><published>2008-12-27T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:35:44.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Season!</title><content type='html'>24th to 26th December 08,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho!!! Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year to you &amp;amp; me! Hohoho!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is coming to an end... Sad? Nope! Cause I'm really looking toward what 2009 could be bringing to me! I know it is going to be a jolly good year! That is because, according to astrology, the rat zodiac should be having a good time in the coming year! Yoohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha... O yes o yes! It will be a even better year for Branchel's love! This I promise! Basically, I can sense that Rachel is going to be every part of the Su's family very soon! In fact my cousins have been warming up to her really well. Every family occasions that I have, I will always have people asking, "Hey, where is your girlfriend?", "How come you never ask her come?". Whahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do yah? Rachel baby is like the glittering star among the crowd. Without her will be like a Christmas tree without the Holy Shining Star at the tree top. Haha. Yes! Darling is the shiniest light in my whole wide world! aka &lt;a href="http://www/"&gt;http://www/&lt;/a&gt; whahaha! Her presence and her love for me is like the best thing that I could ever asked for. Rachel, thank you for your unconditional help when I need you the most and thank you for trying to get me stuff that you probably have to bear the cost of the purchase. Appreciated even though the guilt is largely there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's start from what happened on the Christmas Eve yah? Phew! I'm supposed to be off work around 12.30pm  but was held back by some last minute tidying and clearing of backlogs before I can rush down and see that pretty and familiar face of my fiancee sitting at the cold but otherwise grand office lobby! *Hi darling! Waves!* Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! I was carrying a big bag of Christmas presents that I gotten from the office gifts exchanging session. Haha. This is the first time I have gotten so many Christmas gifts at one go. I guess that is one of the advantages of working in the office? Whahaha... Ok, here's the twist! I don't really like those gifts that I have received! Not because it is cheap or ugly you know? Some gifts just don't make you feel the sincerity that goes with the gift. You get what I mean? I know darling know what I meant! Haha... I mean I carefully work within budget and painstakingly chose all the gifts. Not really expensive, but at least I know the effort put in is real. Haha... Some gifts that I received feel like it is casually bought for the sake of giving... What for sia? Right? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of grumbling, I know I have given a Christmas gift to darling like way too early. To me, if I get someone something too early, I will feel that I have not given anything at all to that person when the actual day comes. That is precisely why!!! After my company X'mas dinner on 23rd Dec, I rushed down to Orchard alone and squeezed with the crowd! Yah! I love to KPO and stick my body to all the sweating body of Kiasu Singaporeans. Yikes! Haha... No lah! I'm rushing to get another Christmas gift for Darling! I have it all planned to keep it a secret from her and yes I did it! Haha... From Taka to Paragon to DFS and lastly to Isetan, my mission is complete! I got the present and only to curse myself when I saw that actually there is a 20% discount for a branded polo tee brand! Haha... Cheapo? No lah! After discount still quite ex k! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Fast Forward &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forwarded to 24th Dec 08, at the lobby... Darling 'ransacked' my bag of gifts while I went back up to office to put back my umbrella. Haha... She saw a big silver envelope thinking it is a greeting card from one of my colleagues. When we reached the bus stop waiting for a bus to Vivo, I thought Darling isn't too happy. Or at least not excited about the rest of the day. Haha. *Blink!* Lightbulb! Haha... Tada! "Darling, this is for you!", as I flashed the gift with golden wrapper in her face!!! Guess what???!!! "I don't want" is what her first reaction to my gift! Damn it yah? Give gift still kana reject! Haha... Luckily, the rejection was due to the misunderstanding that I am giving darling one of the gifts that I have received from my colleagues. I mean if it was me I'll probably be reacting this way yah? Haha... NO darling! This is a real Christmas gift from me to you... Ahhh... So sweet yah? Haha, if only this sentence come out from her... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, Darling's reaction abit spoiler leh... She like abit non-chalant... Hehe... Luckily I guessed she needed more time to disgest the fact I got her a gift yah? Haha... It is because, it have been two days and Darling is still high on the gift that I have given her. She has even given them ridiculous but affectionate chinese name - 'Jin Gu Pang'. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next surprise please!!! Okok... Tada! The appearance of the big silver envelope! Inside it is the biggest card I have ever given to anyone. I have added a handful of pictures and some heartening confession handwritten on the card! Darling I love you... Hehe... Ok, it may not be the nicest card but I did stay awake till 3am to complete it k. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programme for the day?!?! "Bedtime's Stories!" is the movie that I booked and Darling did not know of the plan till I gave myself away! Whoohoo... Basically, the show is good enough for a Christmas eve night... We didn't do alot for the night as simplicity is good enough. A simple and not really cheap dinner at Marche simply rounded up the Christmas gourmet part. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my mind abit distorted... Sleepy lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok!!! Skip skip to 25th Dec 08! Merry Christmas!!! Lazing at home and marathon dvds is the new in! "Twillight" sucks but it kept us occupied! Us -&gt; SBR, Sbr's Gf and Branchel of course! Hehe. Basically we rotted till dinner time when all of us went down and meet up with dad for a chinese style Christmas feast! : )&lt;br /&gt;Ain't I glad that Rachel is bonding well with my family. We even went for groccies at Ntuc Fairprice after our hearty dinner of crabs and many more. Darling is in a rather comfort zone with my close one I guess. Don't believe? Read on to next paragraph!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Tian tian de did me a great favour today by running an errand to the bank for me as I can't get enough leave and excuse from my working obligation. Thanks babe. This is rather important to me. Thank you again. After which, Rachel went for her weekly tuition session before running to town and meet up with my Bro and his girlfriend. We all supposed to be meeting my parents for a movie session of "IP Man" but only to cancel it as my parents got some last minute plan. Haha... Fine...&lt;br /&gt;(GOT A LOT OF SHOPPING DETAILS WHICH I'M NOT IN THE BEST POSITION TO SPEAK FOR SINCE I'M WORKING AND THE THREE OF THEM ROAM ORCHARD WITH ALL THE AVAILABLE TIME THEY HAVE AT HAND.)&lt;br /&gt;I only know that when 6 o'clock pm struck, I hurried to off work as My fiancee, my bro and Huiping came to pick me up from work! I call them the 'Welcoming party'... Haha... Cool yah!&lt;br /&gt;Surprise! Surprise!!! Darling passed me a gucci paper bag out of nowhere! Isn't it cool? It is the blueish dark gray card holder that I have set my eyes on since 3 weeks ago. Haha. Totally love it but simply guilty... *Twirl my fingers. I know Darling has been running dry since her tuition dry season that is why I am 'supporting' her as much as I could. For her to burn such a big hole in her pocket really doesn't seem like what a good man should be taking for granted yah? Haha... Thank you again! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panting... In short! I love my first Gucci! Yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok! I going to end it in a snap! We went to MS for dinner, and to starbucks where we had drinks and bought ginger breadman for both Rach and Ping. We then walked to Singapore Flyer and past F1 Pitstop hoping to get to Marina Barrage which is totally out of the way we were heading towards to. Haha. Then back to SF where we had Popeye's chicky and hop on to the cab heading for homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the fun is far from ending, at least we are still going to east coast tomorrow to celebrate my cousin's 15th birthday. Yoohoo, Darling is gracing the event! Bye to all! Going to slp and meeting my love tomorrow! Night!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-2143337718190822471?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2143337718190822471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2143337718190822471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2143337718190822471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2143337718190822471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-season.html' title='Christmas Season!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2205062341644477129</id><published>2008-12-10T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:28:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate's wedding...</title><content type='html'>16th Dec 08,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho!!! Christmas is coming and yet this entry should have been up since two weeks ago... Long overdued but it is better to be late than never yah? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well, yes I did mention that Christmas is coming, but I'm definitely not toking about christmas yet. I'm going to share to all about my closest cousin's wedding! No biasness! Her wedding is definitely one of the best that I have experienced among the countless weddings that I have been to. (*Haha... Not alot lah, I only received 5 wedding invitations up till date for this year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My anticipation to her wedding built up as the date drew nearer to 5th Dec 08. Reasons as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) She is the 'Gem' in my external family.&lt;br /&gt;2) To me she is a role model and I truly respect her.&lt;br /&gt;3) She is the closest to me among the 'soccer team'.&lt;br /&gt;4) The time that Darling and I spent to choose the 'perfect' wedding gifts. &lt;br /&gt;5) Darling will be shown to everyone from my maternal side!!! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;6) Darling will be my partner to a grand ballroom. U know? Like going for prom. Haha... Which I am not be her actual prom partner during her sec sch lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip... Skip... Skip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the gifts that I have gotten for my cousin! Of course!!! With darling's opinion too!!!&lt;br /&gt;A Tri-Color --- Gold, Rose Gold &amp;amp; Sliver rings neckacle! An Ange's B leather bright pink passport holder that will cum in handy when she goes to States for business trips and Honeymoon of course!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SUkS-4dqvdI/AAAAAAAABsQ/79iLfRiXsFw/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280772909586628050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SUkS-4dqvdI/AAAAAAAABsQ/79iLfRiXsFw/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wrapping, everything look like a chocolate bar! Haha... Oya, I wrote a touching card which my cousin claimed that she almost cried after reading it. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SUkS-q6GYCI/AAAAAAAABsI/yOHJpGWra6Q/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280772905947783202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SUkS-q6GYCI/AAAAAAAABsI/yOHJpGWra6Q/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! My Cousin, Ms Kate Ng aka Mrs Tang now.&lt;br /&gt;Tada! My official Cousin-in-law!!! Mr Wilvin Tang!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tang - A Oil Trader.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tang - Oil Analyst.&lt;br /&gt;Make money! Make Money!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SUkS-cE1y4I/AAAAAAAABsA/XeizjdowmMk/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280772901966302082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SUkS-cE1y4I/AAAAAAAABsA/XeizjdowmMk/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In customary costumes during the Tea ceremony!!! Who can blame Wilvin for grinning so wide? Ugly? Who cares? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_r2ltepZI/AAAAAAAABrI/tHL8vc5c1_Y/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278196611369837970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_r2ltepZI/AAAAAAAABrI/tHL8vc5c1_Y/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early evening at the Ballroom witnessing the Solemnization ceremony! So 'Weng Xin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think the lady in black with the pony tail look familiar? Tada!!! *Wave!!! Hello Rachie Darling!!! U are on candid camera!!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_rzuPub5I/AAAAAAAABrA/aiafk4LqUto/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278196562121355154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_rzuPub5I/AAAAAAAABrA/aiafk4LqUto/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yes I Do!" the moment... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_rzdZwArI/AAAAAAAABq4/kV89AkZh0mI/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278196557599998642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_rzdZwArI/AAAAAAAABq4/kV89AkZh0mI/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin is the unofficial 'god-daughter' of my Dad... Here he is... Giving the Groom a stern warning that he has to take good care of my cousin... Haha... SO DRAMA LOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_rzHEa_mI/AAAAAAAABqw/VNdS_8URoYA/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278196551604960866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_rzHEa_mI/AAAAAAAABqw/VNdS_8URoYA/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes the Bride is Beautiful but so is Rachel!!! Ahhh.... Can't wait... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oya! Russell and Ryan! My cousins too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_o6dQCSUI/AAAAAAAABqo/oXovusdY_rc/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278193379283454274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_o6dQCSUI/AAAAAAAABqo/oXovusdY_rc/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as you can see from the picture... We are the main characters... The wedding couple is only the side dish. Wahaha... Joking lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_o6EL8h_I/AAAAAAAABqg/P-i3tVf8q2c/s1600-h/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278193372555413490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/ST_o6EL8h_I/AAAAAAAABqg/P-i3tVf8q2c/s400/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well well well, the weekends were short of ending with events filled up from friday all the way to monday... Phew... I'm glad I brought Darling along to my cousin wedding. It helps to widen her understandings about some of my relatives. She also part-timed as 'make-up' artist in the hotel room. Will, some of my cousins teased her. My Grand aunt and uncle asked who she is. She been to my cousin-in-law's house with us for dinner. I think she is more comfortable now with some of my aunts and cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side-tracked abit, I think my parents treat Rachel like a daughter sia. Her cough and constant flu made her a vunerable figure in the eyes of my parents. My mum bought her medicine, want to buy her shirt with sleeve ones. My dad bought and cooked barley drink for her. Most importantly, both stop her from eating anyhow... Blah blah blah... Yes, abit nagging... But it just shows that my parents care for her yah? Haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, I going to end quite randomly... "If you think Brandon is the one, you all should start saving now yah!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night to all! Bye!!!&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-2205062341644477129?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2205062341644477129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2205062341644477129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2205062341644477129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2205062341644477129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/12/kates-wedding.html' title='Kate&apos;s wedding...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SUkS-4dqvdI/AAAAAAAABsQ/79iLfRiXsFw/s72-c/Jie+jie%27s+wedding!!!+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7805687161665420478</id><published>2008-11-22T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:28:03.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th month Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>21st November 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday marked another milestone in Branchel's fairy tale-like relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th Month Anniversary Baby! Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has really been a phenomenon 19th month of pure saccharine love being with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bearing in mind that our dream of spending the future together will see many more anniversaries... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing gotta change my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart will only go out to you for as long as you promise to treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, thank you for influencing me with all the online shopping for luxury goods. I love visiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Atas' malls and shops with you. I know its' abit materialistic, but I am happy to see your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gleaming with happiness whenever you lay your hands or legs in those expensive and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comfortable goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we should be saving le yah... The future is not as far as you thought it would be... The best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;policy is to start planning young and soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things for us both to fulfil... Cartier isn't that ex anymore and it seem like a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good choice for those commitment jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling! Do you miss me? I know I am missing you! Going to call you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I like your new bag but please use it with purpose k? Not multi-purpose. Too loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might not be such a good idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya, I love my new watch too!!! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange bezel... With a big Omeg... Oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to end my entry as abruptly as possible!!! Haha... Tune in for more when I can really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afford quality time in my room without feeling sleepy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-7805687161665420478?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7805687161665420478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7805687161665420478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7805687161665420478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7805687161665420478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/11/19th-month-anniversary.html' title='19th month Anniversary!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7357358188744114267</id><published>2008-10-27T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:59:09.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always in my sight...</title><content type='html'>26th October 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been seeing this pretty face everyday and I am glad I did... She is like a 'Tiger Palm' medicated sticker pad to me sia... Make me feel soothing and relieved during such a stressful period!!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when she is not in her best mood, I brought her to Bakerzin for help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SQSs5IaMfvI/AAAAAAAABqY/4gDMvTMAGNU/s1600-h/Todayi26thOct+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261520362185457394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SQSs5IaMfvI/AAAAAAAABqY/4gDMvTMAGNU/s400/Todayi26thOct+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how narrow or small my perception is, she will always be in my sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SQSs5LECIzI/AAAAAAAABqQ/wqu_9h8sAS0/s1600-h/Todayi26thOct+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261520362897810226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SQSs5LECIzI/AAAAAAAABqQ/wqu_9h8sAS0/s400/Todayi26thOct+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How can I not grin the way I did when you are sitting directly in front of an angel???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SQSs4hCLo1I/AAAAAAAABqI/00VVC67fGDU/s1600-h/Todayi26thOct+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261520351615755090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SQSs4hCLo1I/AAAAAAAABqI/00VVC67fGDU/s400/Todayi26thOct+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6446082584240848759-7357358188744114267?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7357358188744114267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7357358188744114267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7357358188744114267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7357358188744114267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/10/always-in-my-sight.html' title='Always in my sight...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SQSs5IaMfvI/AAAAAAAABqY/4gDMvTMAGNU/s72-c/Todayi26thOct+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4090567866826791557</id><published>2008-10-22T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:07:10.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branchel Wan Sui Wan Wan Sui!!!</title><content type='html'>22nd October 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello everybody!" It is the day of the month again! Another Branchel Anniversary month to speak of! Rejoice! Rejoice! Wahaha... Happy 18th Month Anniversary to Branchel!!! Yipee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Randomly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like English songs now! I like CSI now! I love 'The Noose'! I like chocolate now, especially dark chocolate! I love Pacific Coffee! I like to go Haji Lane now! I like Starbuck! I like 'Catch of the day with Lobster sauce' @ Secret Recipe! I love the 'Duck Confit Salad' @ The Coffee Club located at Hotel Rendezvous. I love movies @ The Cathay! I love and like alot alot more... So much so I am rather lazy to type them all out... Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;IN SHORT!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There is a common 'bridge' that link me to all my present likes and loves! The 'bridge' is none other than my dearie sweetie pie - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this short period of just 18th months, my world has went through an evolution. It is a brand new me now in many many aspects. All because of a phenomenom figure, Rachel. She has made me a very very happy person. I not saying that we don't have our share of unhappiness, but all are trivial in trial of all the happiness that we share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any other successful company, Branchel has an motto that has serve us well - &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;BRANCHEL&lt;/strong&gt; TRIUMPH&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt; ALL".&lt;/span&gt; With a clear motto as a guideline, we are steaming toward our common goal in the not so far future. Only time is 'slowing' us down. We'll probably be viewed as outcaste if we are still living in some ancient province of China. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Too bad! This is &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIN KA PO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; leh... Bleahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a more serious tone... Rachel can only be the best love any guy can fall in love with. (When she is in super good mood lah! Ooops!) She was the best 'trespasser' in my life, only to be the best mistress of my life now. Without her, I cannot imagine life as a non-Branchel. Haha. &amp;amp; isn't it sweet of her to come down to my workplace and pick me up after work as and when we can afford the time to meet up? I probably think the few security guards at SGX centre already notice her presence by now. DAMN, They probably be eyeing on her! F**K sia! &lt;a href="mailto:!#@$^%"&gt;!#@$^%&lt;/a&gt;!! Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you darling! Thank you to you for being the love of my life and being the sweetie as you are and trying hard not to be grouchy for me. I just love to have you around minusing the stupid exam period that we are going through right now. When exams come, everything seem so wrong! Haha! &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HALLUCINATION!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muak! &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you baby!&lt;/span&gt; After exam k! Be patient. Everything is just fine. Trust me k! You know I &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;really care about you&lt;/span&gt; yah! Huggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 18th months and 3 days to us both&lt;/span&gt;! The 19th one is coming! Look out for it folks!!! Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4090567866826791557?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4090567866826791557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4090567866826791557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4090567866826791557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4090567866826791557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/10/branchel-wan-sui-wan-wan-sui.html' title='Branchel Wan Sui Wan Wan Sui!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-523815437885867907</id><published>2008-10-17T00:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:41:53.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really really! I still very fond of you can?</title><content type='html'>16th October 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't be penning down too much words today. Why? See the next pic and you will notice that I have in fact written alot yah? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrjmlcljI/AAAAAAAABpg/d-5NlPLBmHk/s1600-h/Nearing+exam+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257789349375546930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrjmlcljI/AAAAAAAABpg/d-5NlPLBmHk/s400/Nearing+exam+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrkBf4gEI/AAAAAAAABpo/VhrjjJM9qrE/s1600-h/Nearing+exam+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257789356599967810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrkBf4gEI/AAAAAAAABpo/VhrjjJM9qrE/s400/Nearing+exam+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU! Rachel!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrkaFtlpI/AAAAAAAABpw/H0P988uFEqQ/s1600-h/Nearing+exam+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257789363201087122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrkaFtlpI/AAAAAAAABpw/H0P988uFEqQ/s400/Nearing+exam+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; You love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrksfOuWI/AAAAAAAABp4/qYjzkQEemPQ/s1600-h/Nearing+exam+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257789368139954530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrksfOuWI/AAAAAAAABp4/qYjzkQEemPQ/s400/Nearing+exam+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please arh, it hurts to think that you doubt my love for you... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know I will make you happy when we can well afford the time and I am not 'tied' down by obligations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I promise k! After exam, like every exam period I have told you before... So many times...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will give you more of my time. I always do yah? Pinch your cheeks... Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muack! Love you baby... Nothing gonna change my love for you - literally lah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huggies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrkk3OLfI/AAAAAAAABqA/npdH6L4U3d8/s1600-h/Nearing+exam+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257789366093098482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrkk3OLfI/AAAAAAAABqA/npdH6L4U3d8/s400/Nearing+exam+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdqqXQzueI/AAAAAAAABpA/csKP-L5faWM/s1600-h/Nearing+exam+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdqq2HkOVI/AAAAAAAABpI/AqhEM44cD58/s1600-h/Nearing+exam+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdqrB3q90I/AAAAAAAABpQ/5SbmH6xn3SU/s1600-h/Nearing+exam+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-523815437885867907?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/523815437885867907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=523815437885867907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/523815437885867907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/523815437885867907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/10/really-really-i-still-very-fond-of-you.html' title='Really really! I still very fond of you can?'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SPdrjmlcljI/AAAAAAAABpg/d-5NlPLBmHk/s72-c/Nearing+exam+076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-543273199628361800</id><published>2008-10-15T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:12:38.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dun anyhow think...</title><content type='html'>15 October 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, tonight entry is solely for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a hard period for both of us... We just have to take it in our strive and be objective yah? Branchel is stronger than ever. Nothing is wrong with the fundamental. The only prob is exam period and our mood are not at its' best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love you alot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-543273199628361800?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/543273199628361800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=543273199628361800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/543273199628361800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/543273199628361800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/10/dun-anyhow-think.html' title='Dun anyhow think...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7117344973554240469</id><published>2008-10-06T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:56:18.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostly FAVourite!!</title><content type='html'>06 October 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee yay yay!!! I had a wonderful weekends spent! Non-stop actions from Friday till Sunday! Slurp!!! Every second passed indicates a sweet moment spent! I love your company baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well! Another milestone yet for Branchel! We had our first 'ad-hoc' action over the Sunday. As much as we 'sweared' that we will never do it! We did! Wahaha... Just like how I violently swayed away the idea of being with Darling in the first place. (Not that I think I got chance lah.) Wahaha... That's why I have to maintain my 'posture' and tell ppl not possible de... Leave a back door for my grand retreat mah! Aiyah, you all dun know one leh! Haha... I egoistic mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, since it was so long ago... Shhh... I will tell you ppl a secret... Shhh... *Whispering*... Darling mentioned to me she sub-consciously mentally flinging with me even before we were together. Phew! Hehe... Like how she hide her msges like the way I did... Oops! Did I say like the way I did? Wahaha... I still remember those days she would say dun waste smses, let go msn then talk. So exciting can? I will literally jump up from my sofa and sprint like 'Bolt' to my room! All because I want to rest my big fat butt on the seat while eagerly waiting for Darling to come online... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well... Whatever it is! We are what we are today... I have so many pictures to declare that we are happy as one - Branchel! I really love my relationship with Rachel! She is a miracle which I can see... I can feel the tenderness from her... She is nothing but an angel to me... My heart beats her name and I breathe her sweetness... I promise to be faithful... For she is the answer to my prayer! Love you baby! Tonnes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love the way she smile! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So infectious!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo5UoDdrI/AAAAAAAABoY/Kjcq-JloOPg/s1600-h/1+Oct+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254056880535467698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo5UoDdrI/AAAAAAAABoY/Kjcq-JloOPg/s400/1+Oct+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One of our fave Brands...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo51EUzDI/AAAAAAAABog/FcdDwz2NZek/s1600-h/1+Oct+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254056889243978802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo51EUzDI/AAAAAAAABog/FcdDwz2NZek/s400/1+Oct+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One of her FAVE&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; FISH &amp;amp; CHIP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo6wD6TXI/AAAAAAAABoo/fF3SSO199dM/s1600-h/170908+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254056905079934322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo6wD6TXI/AAAAAAAABoo/fF3SSO199dM/s400/170908+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dun &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;be deceived by the look!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She likes the claypot&lt;/span&gt; rice!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo7MmOkOI/AAAAAAAABow/yMLnFxSkaz8/s1600-h/OctoberCOntact+lenes+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254056912740061410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo7MmOkOI/AAAAAAAABow/yMLnFxSkaz8/s400/OctoberCOntact+lenes+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My FAve PIncHeable &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cheeks&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo7rGFq_I/AAAAAAAABo4/phr7aseivhU/s1600-h/OctoberCOntact+lenes+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254056920926759922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo7rGFq_I/AAAAAAAABo4/phr7aseivhU/s400/OctoberCOntact+lenes+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first SPECTACLE&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_LEss pic With &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dearie Su&lt;/span&gt;!!! Got ear infection... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOonl_z0NeI/AAAAAAAABoA/EsdEeNOQT2U/s1600-h/OctoberCOntact+lenes+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254055449018512866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOonl_z0NeI/AAAAAAAABoA/EsdEeNOQT2U/s400/OctoberCOntact+lenes+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Her Fave Bak kut Teh!!! So At hoME sia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOonlz32wmI/AAAAAAAABoI/LgiPkiWOAII/s1600-h/OctoberCOntact+lenes+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254055445814231650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOonlz32wmI/AAAAAAAABoI/LgiPkiWOAII/s400/OctoberCOntact+lenes+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAVE Coffee CLUB&lt;/span&gt;... I know the waiter!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOonmDZN5-I/AAAAAAAABoQ/SUpnmD1rQcg/s1600-h/OctoberCOntact+lenes+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254055449980692450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOonmDZN5-I/AAAAAAAABoQ/SUpnmD1rQcg/s400/OctoberCOntact+lenes+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Her AtaS Hair &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;BAND!!! Sweet rushing in order to get the last piece left in SINGAPORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomvW9z1bI/AAAAAAAABnY/RgpbUnamWYA/s1600-h/1+Oct+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254054510341641650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomvW9z1bI/AAAAAAAABnY/RgpbUnamWYA/s400/1+Oct+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late NIGHT Supper at NEWTON circus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomvwp7gxI/AAAAAAAABng/LDRZMxVgZIQ/s1600-h/1+Oct+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254054517237580562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomvwp7gxI/AAAAAAAABng/LDRZMxVgZIQ/s400/1+Oct+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FIRST F1 Race!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomv3gx6JI/AAAAAAAABno/6z9yHXlLohA/s1600-h/1+Oct+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254054519078250642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomv3gx6JI/AAAAAAAABno/6z9yHXlLohA/s400/1+Oct+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARCKY!!! 2k&lt;/span&gt;++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomwSkPftI/AAAAAAAABnw/s4NkdpN7Pi4/s1600-h/1+Oct+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254054526340529874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomwSkPftI/AAAAAAAABnw/s4NkdpN7Pi4/s400/1+Oct+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEr &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FAVE laVEnde Cake!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomwXXXzlI/AAAAAAAABn4/jP9jkhA_R8U/s1600-h/OctoberCOntact+lenes+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254054527628725842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOomwXXXzlI/AAAAAAAABn4/jP9jkhA_R8U/s400/OctoberCOntact+lenes+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Says this is SWEET... I think she is SWeeT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOolco9L7mI/AAAAAAAABmw/CuMI4V_mZyo/s1600-h/sweet+dress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254053089241722466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOolco9L7mI/AAAAAAAABmw/CuMI4V_mZyo/s400/sweet+dress.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flat Hair DAy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOolc8MthWI/AAAAAAAABm4/1qYCzoY5ujg/s1600-h/1+Oct+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254053094407112034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOolc8MthWI/AAAAAAAABm4/1qYCzoY5ujg/s400/1+Oct+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUR &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FAVE SALAD!!! Duck CONfetti&lt;/span&gt; Salad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOolc2H_cxI/AAAAAAAABnA/cOhS_uWJ8gQ/s1600-h/1+Oct+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254053092776702738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOolc2H_cxI/AAAAAAAABnA/cOhS_uWJ8gQ/s400/1+Oct+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoldBxJdSI/AAAAAAAABnI/qIVl9hbApiI/s1600-h/1+Oct+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254053095902115106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoldBxJdSI/AAAAAAAABnI/qIVl9hbApiI/s400/1+Oct+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoldFGuDmI/AAAAAAAABnQ/OfGHnlBqnXY/s1600-h/1+Oct+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254053096797900386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoldFGuDmI/AAAAAAAABnQ/OfGHnlBqnXY/s400/1+Oct+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I cAN never Get ENOUGh of HEr... OnlY TIme iS PReveNTing me FROM Seeing and SPENDINg time WITh her EVEryday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-7117344973554240469?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7117344973554240469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7117344973554240469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7117344973554240469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7117344973554240469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/10/mostly-favourite.html' title='Mostly FAVourite!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SOoo5UoDdrI/AAAAAAAABoY/Kjcq-JloOPg/s72-c/1+Oct+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8705127466279654621</id><published>2008-10-02T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:55:10.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Migraine but yet alert enough to think about you always!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd October 08...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omg! It is fucking October now! Darling and I are going to have our examinations soon. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jiayou! Jiayou! Jiayou!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Especially me... I need to buck up; simple tests I also screwed up! Haha. Maybe I should quit my job! Or even better, become a full time punter so that I can better manage my time... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo... By the way, I'm so gonna have a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with Rachel this year. I have no plans yet but I am very sure she will be spending it with me! I 'booked' you on that day k baby! Bleahz! You have no choice actually! Haha... Oya oya!!! New year eve also!!!&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; As for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chinese New Year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I think you will be cordially invited to my grand gatherings (Ah ma's and Ah Bo's side) ba. Aiyah, in short means you have been booked for all festive occasions so that we can spend it together! Just like our malay friends' Hari Raya. We also have celebrations by having seafood platter yah? Hehe... You are mine! - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"No Horse Run" in hokkien!&lt;/span&gt; Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously arh, time passes by so freaking fast can? I still remember the last Christmas party held at my place.&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That was the first time I introduced Tian tian de to relatives from my maternal side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Those were the day when she was still abit shy and keep hiding in my room. Haha... Well, given more time, she probably will be busy moving around my house playing the host! Let's see if this year she will have the chance yah? Haha... *Praying have! Praying have!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway darling, after reading you&lt;/span&gt;r blog entry dated yesterday after that terrible incident, I am glad you really know how I feel about having you by my side. You know life is so unpredictable. What is yours at this moment might not be there for you at the next. I just want you to know that I really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;appreciate having you and hope that we will not be having unhappy moment over the most trivial things in lif&lt;/span&gt;e. I felt a sense of helplessness when you called me last night. That helpless feeling comes at a point when I realized I can't be there at the very moment when you are quivering, and be there to protect you or to hug you. Even if I were to rush out straight, there will still be the travelling time. So kelian. Luckily everything is ok. Stupid taxi driver. Not all but some really are idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, as to your question - &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Brandon Su Yizhi, will you take care of me for life?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; My answer to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that is a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big YES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; Provided you promise to be my xiao nv ren and be my sweetie pie always k? Haha... Nonetheless, I love you alot and I am going to call you now! NOW!!! Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-8705127466279654621?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8705127466279654621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8705127466279654621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8705127466279654621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8705127466279654621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/10/migraine-but-yet-alert-enough-to-think.html' title='Migraine but yet alert enough to think about you always!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5776031465866904912</id><published>2008-10-02T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:12:05.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you God!</title><content type='html'>Phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily darling is safe... That phone call almost caused my heart to sink. I want to thank which ever god that prevented anything bad from happening to darling; she is priceless to me k. Thank you whichever god you are. Darling, I know you are not to be blame but I still need to ask you to take care where ever you are ok? If not I will not forgive myself if you know what yah. Sayang... Really feel bad to let you go home on your own. Haiz... Must go take license soon liao. N save for car soon... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya, food for thought. Darling and I caught the first F1 night race in Singapore! Simply nice k! We are part of a history literally... Yipee! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-5776031465866904912?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5776031465866904912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5776031465866904912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5776031465866904912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5776031465866904912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank you God!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4234755983251738456</id><published>2008-09-15T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:18:12.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary approaching...</title><content type='html'>15th Sept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! I managed to reach home quite early today despite the fact that FA class ended quite late. I am definitely not complaining... Haha. So here I am! In mood for a short blog entry. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have been trying to imagine what my future would be like... Seriously, it is really 'scary' to think about such thing. So many uncertainties in life and you wouldn't even know what lies in your way for tomorrow, let alone thinking about what will happen in the future. Irony yah... But you know, human tend to be contradicting and yes I am human too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to imagine stuff, but I don't go overboard and that is why there are some restrictions that I set to prevent myself from over-indulging in my fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I aim to be 'practical' in my imagination. I don't want to appear to far fetch from the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I don't live in my imagination. After a brief moment of impracticality, I will tell myself to face the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, even though those fantasy may not be possible at this moment, but just remember to keep those dream alife for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit right! Full of shit sia... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, being a guy is not that easy (not that being a girl is). What I'm trying to say is that, in my opinion, I think that there are many responsibilities to be shoulder by a responsible man. As I grow in age, issues like marriage, good career and health, financial and family seem so personal. For instance, these few days I have been telling Rach that we have to plan for our future. From my cousins' experience, I realized that being financially stable will load off one potential problem for two person trying to grow old together. Yes, I want to grow old with Rach, and the fact that we both have made personal vows to be together for good is one good reason for me and for her to save for our marriage. I don't know what action will Rach be taking in order to save, but at least for me, I'm really trying to work hard now, in terms of studying and working, to make our life a better one in the future. Most importantly, I will force myself to be disciplined in saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People might say I am silly to talk about such things now, but then again, other than imagining about my future, it is never too early to think about and plan life in advance with the person you really love... I mean there are some other issues to think and worry about, but tonight, I just want to talk about Rachel. She is the motivation of my life, I will do anything within my means to make her my happy fiancee provided she wants me to be there for her. Really, I am motivated by her smile, and the tender loving care that she sometimes shower me with.  17th month anniversary is coming and I have never regretted a single day with the fact that I am with you, Rach. I have so much to say to you, but then again you probably know how sincere I am to you and how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, instead of blahhing non-stop, I am going to call you now to talk to you on the phone! Darling, wait for me k!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4234755983251738456?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4234755983251738456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4234755983251738456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4234755983251738456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4234755983251738456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/09/anniversary-approaching.html' title='Anniversary approaching...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8839465774702889729</id><published>2008-09-15T00:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:52:17.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics again...</title><content type='html'>I will add in the comments tomlo... Provided I got time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But meanwhile, I had a fabulous weekend after a busy week. I managed to spent it with my bro and most importantly, My Rachel Baby... Definitely the best when I have her company... A fruitful short weekend for me. Contented and couldn't be asking for more with the little time that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been long since I have a full length pic taken with Rach, I think that is one plus point for double-dates ba. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that Rachel is happy too. Oya, I like the fact that Rach's popo always 'asked' about me. "Why he nv come?", don't ask me why but I jus love the acknowledgement I get. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to 'charm' her family soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well, gotta lay my head on the pillow soon... Brandon signing off! Choy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM0-YEZYvnI/AAAAAAAABmo/jiygFUCqHO8/s1600-h/Lstern+festival+period+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917724174499442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM0-YEZYvnI/AAAAAAAABmo/jiygFUCqHO8/s400/Lstern+festival+period+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM0-FDAayTI/AAAAAAAABmg/3Y7RCgzzO54/s1600-h/Lstern+festival+period+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917397383825714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM0-FDAayTI/AAAAAAAABmg/3Y7RCgzzO54/s400/Lstern+festival+period+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM08OQluoMI/AAAAAAAABmY/eMB32VxKGAw/s1600-h/Lstern+festival+period+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245915356625543362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM08OQluoMI/AAAAAAAABmY/eMB32VxKGAw/s400/Lstern+festival+period+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM06wgDZyyI/AAAAAAAABmQ/1R3YGoBk-qA/s1600-h/Lstern+festival+period+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245913745868835618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM06wgDZyyI/AAAAAAAABmQ/1R3YGoBk-qA/s400/Lstern+festival+period+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM06QXoDBlI/AAAAAAAABmI/fsvUhKAxTrg/s1600-h/Lstern+festival+period+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245913193850799698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM06QXoDBlI/AAAAAAAABmI/fsvUhKAxTrg/s400/Lstern+festival+period+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM06Eu_SIHI/AAAAAAAABmA/WTtkvaoVn08/s1600-h/Lstern+festival+period+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245912993963843698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM06Eu_SIHI/AAAAAAAABmA/WTtkvaoVn08/s400/Lstern+festival+period+003.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;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/6446082584240848759-8839465774702889729?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8839465774702889729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8839465774702889729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8839465774702889729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8839465774702889729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-pics-again.html' title='Random Pics again...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SM0-YEZYvnI/AAAAAAAABmo/jiygFUCqHO8/s72-c/Lstern+festival+period+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2908348502521683356</id><published>2008-09-08T23:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:48:31.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice steamboat dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 August 2008,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you people (if there are still ppl reading my blog lah) noticed that Rach is having a jolly good time with all her 'creative juice' for blogging recently? O my, all her entries are so sweet and well written can! If only I have half of her strong language! I could have written a love 'Quran' of sort all by myself and publish it for bucks! Wahaha... Not in this lifetime lah. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is going to so sianz for me to say the same old thing again, but I really have to say this, "DARLING, I SO ADDICTED TO YOU CAN!!!" Wahaha... Nothing but the truth. Everyday, she is my main motivation. Whenever we are suppose to meet, my mood will lighten up instantly. No doubt. Arghh... I feel like quitting my job can... I want to concentrate on studies and most importantly, I want to be able to meet up with Rach as and when I want or even to pick her up after her tutoring. Boo... Now I can't. *Clench fists*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a 'short' weekend due to having a company law test on a saturday afternoon! SEE!!! See, see!!! Get what I mean! No private time for me and my titide. Idiot! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only managed to stay at home and spent some time with my mum on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday leh? Again... See my mum face... Haha. But the consolation this time is we have a quality time spent when we suggested having steamboat at the very last minute. My mum, Rach and me, my bro and his gf quickly went to NTUC supermarket for a fast and furious 30 mins food buying spree. Haha. Only to rush home and split up the preparation works among ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this pic below, this is what we managed to prepare within an hour time. Superb! Lucky dad just come home to eat! Haha... Not complaining lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVMfNXoOqI/AAAAAAAABl4/enKh7-72R2k/s1600-h/Iphone2+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243681440191232674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVMfNXoOqI/AAAAAAAABl4/enKh7-72R2k/s400/Iphone2+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you find Rachie Baby? Haha... She is hiding behind my bro... Sometimes she is such a kiddo... No choice, that is just us! Fun and funny Branchel. Haha. I love her very much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVLuJuL1AI/AAAAAAAABlw/qLRrI_9sjqo/s1600-h/Iphone2+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243680597398508546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVLuJuL1AI/AAAAAAAABlw/qLRrI_9sjqo/s400/Iphone2+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lazy sunday can never dampen our saccharine love... She is my everything! My fiancee. I really like the fact that Rachel is really getting along really well with my family. I think time really proves everything. Can you believe? Rach crossed her legs and put on the chair throughout the dinner. So at home right!?! Haha... The pic below is one of the few I really like. At least iphone resolution is better than my htc touch. Still, I'm getting a camera soon. Hopefully in time for our late nov or dec getaway again. Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I just love your smile the way it is, your smile have the power to push all my unhappiness to the back of my head. Your presence make me feel real and safe, only with you, I have my true love kiss. Even when you tear, you look beautiful... For your eyes sparkle and you look so helplessly dear that I have to hug you. Darling, you are everything to me and I really love you the way I swear at it. Don't ever doubt my love for you cause there will never be a need for it. Thy love you Rachel, thou shall promise it with my heart hanging by kris and be pierced if I ever lied."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVLkNNpJDI/AAAAAAAABlo/iUojGlXaN9Y/s1600-h/Iphone2+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243680426537067570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVLkNNpJDI/AAAAAAAABlo/iUojGlXaN9Y/s400/Iphone2+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha... Darling took these picture and I find it very cute. I want to pinch your face can!!! Muak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVLOz8-vaI/AAAAAAAABlg/uKSpH16MCbw/s1600-h/P060908_15.54%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243680058979040674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVLOz8-vaI/AAAAAAAABlg/uKSpH16MCbw/s400/P060908_15.54%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVLKPOKAQI/AAAAAAAABlY/0t3SGRXRh-I/s1600-h/P060908_15.54%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243679980399493378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVLKPOKAQI/AAAAAAAABlY/0t3SGRXRh-I/s400/P060908_15.54%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6446082584240848759-2908348502521683356?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2908348502521683356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2908348502521683356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2908348502521683356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2908348502521683356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/09/nice-steamboat-dinner.html' title='A nice steamboat dinner'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SMVMfNXoOqI/AAAAAAAABl4/enKh7-72R2k/s72-c/Iphone2+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-9210583870697919554</id><published>2008-09-01T23:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:38:49.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multi days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Sept 08,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has really been a busy busy month for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday I have tonnes of thing to do... It is like an ever-ending cycle of works and school, works and school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the highlights of this month; my brother's 21st birthday celebration helps to relieve abit of the 'monotoneness'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may be the focus of the celebration, but there are two beautiful souls who are feeling the jitters. Please welcome my dearie darling tian tian de and my bro the other half-Huiping. This is because, this is the very first time they get to see the whole (almost) of my paternal side family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the pictures that we took that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THER WE ARE!!! Branchel and 'RU PING'!!! Wahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241080066641692930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SLwOjVuPCQI/AAAAAAAABKU/cpkuCdhPeGo/s400/S73F0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The people in the picture below belongs to my maternal side... This is only like 75% of the actual strength. My maternal side family are strong in term of numbers. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SLwOGSZdUZI/AAAAAAAABKM/3pbFPyB0tkY/s1600-h/S73F0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241079567533035922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SLwOGSZdUZI/AAAAAAAABKM/3pbFPyB0tkY/s400/S73F0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! This wonderful picture below is one of the very few pictures that my paternal side will gather together and take a family picture. Hence, it is 'more' precious. Again, this is not the full strength. Around 80% of closely blood-related are in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you please see closely... Rachel is in it too... Awww... It is a sign... Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SLwNbs_bBDI/AAAAAAAABKE/y8kIVDxwjGU/s1600-h/S73F0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241078835937215538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SLwNbs_bBDI/AAAAAAAABKE/y8kIVDxwjGU/s400/S73F0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having seen all the important figures from my paternal family tree, it is only right for me to pass the verdict on Rachel dear and Huiping 'performance' based on the feedbacks that I have gathered. However, I will only talk about Rach since I want to leave Huiping's part to my bro. Get it from him k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honest Verdict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in point form)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing but the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Ah gong is happy about you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Ah ma seem comfortable with you to hold your hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Small gugu and Cousin open up to you and suggest that you look like Carina Lau.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Big gugu joined in with the discussion and suggest you look like another actress too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;. My small uncle - no comment since I don't really know what happened when you went to take water in the corner and 'interrogate' by them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right to ask you to smile more and open up yah? Haha... I think it is really a good start for a first intro. 80 over 100? Haha... We should always leave room for improvement yah? Haha. Thank you for making the effort yah. Really appreciated. Muak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3rd September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HAPPY 21st to you BRO!!! All the best in life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4th September 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Boo!!! I haven had the best of health recently... Been sick ever since monday. 2.5 days MC and I still haven recovered. It is affecting my studies and work; even though it is secondary. Must be I have difficultly with all the late night projects and early work the next day. Boo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darling thanks and sorry for making you worried about me yah. Thanks since I like little 'mishap' to make you shower me with sweet loving tender love, care and concern. Wahaha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The weekends are coming and I really hope I can relax and rest well. Really dislike the fact that I'm spending little time with you. You need to know I will always want to meet you as and when I could afford the time yah. Darling, you are important to me and it really does matter when my parents or anyone close telling me how good or what improvement you have made. It makes me feel that you are listening and really putting in the effort for us. Though we both have alot more to learn from lives, but I know we can make the best out of what we could yah. Cos I always believe your saying that 'Branchel triumphs all'... I love you darling. Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-9210583870697919554?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/9210583870697919554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=9210583870697919554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9210583870697919554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9210583870697919554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/09/multi-days.html' title='Multi days'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SLwOjVuPCQI/AAAAAAAABKU/cpkuCdhPeGo/s72-c/S73F0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4783835562983026345</id><published>2008-08-06T00:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:44:16.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am happy today...</title><content type='html'>5th August 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well into the 3rd week of working and studying life, I think I am actually getting the 'hand' of it. In fact I am getting more and more tired and 'fearful' with each passing day. Wahaha... Sleepy in class, no time to revise... How to graduate sia? Wahaha... Nonetheless, I am just plain lazy now. I need to buck up soon and I definitely will... Shit I still have not gone for ippt rt... Haha. Charge me ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving away from those 'fan ren de stuffs', I have a new challenge everyday le! That is to wake up early and reach office like way before my working hours. Wahaha... No lah, I didn't really aim to reach damn early but I always seem to be. This could be the aftermath effect after that nearly late 30bucks cab fare to shenton way. Stupid sia... I want to go and watch "Money no enough 2" and see how the movie poke fun at the stupid ERP system. Arghh... Nonetheless, I still wanna strive for zero late record during my probation periods. Jiayou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiEeuIYDiI/AAAAAAAABJ8/rY7Bkxf-Vo8/s1600-h/IMAG0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231076630504934946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiEeuIYDiI/AAAAAAAABJ8/rY7Bkxf-Vo8/s400/IMAG0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached Raffles Place like 7.45am today can! That's like freaking early for me since my work only starts 8.30am for this week and next. Wahaha... Hence I went to 'Lau Pa Sa' for breakfast... This is the first breakfast that I had since I start working at Shenton Way SGX Centre. Wahaha... Acting like a true office guy, I bought a cup of nice hot coffee after my breakie and morning newspaper session before strolling back to my office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiEIfQJM1I/AAAAAAAABJs/1re0kpQ7uMY/s1600-h/IMAG0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231076248553861970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiEIfQJM1I/AAAAAAAABJs/1re0kpQ7uMY/s400/IMAG0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D-time... Damn, I reached office like 8.05am can... Haha... Office only got 3 people including me at that point of time. My immediate manager and a auntie who like to boast! Want to smack her face when she got the 'I very chio and sexy face'! I tell you, she is one of the least likeable characters in our department... Puke! Haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I am the Mr. Punctual! I decided to swing out my handphone and snap my working area and part of my office surrounding. The main aim is to show Rach about my working environment. (Side-track abit; even as friends, she makes me want to share with her about my Navy life and what I am doing...) Darling... I next time take more photos k! Show u the sea-view! &amp;amp; the IR progress... Haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiD-Nzsq1I/AAAAAAAABJk/C_XRNN7m_so/s1600-h/IMAG0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231076072072457042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiD-Nzsq1I/AAAAAAAABJk/C_XRNN7m_so/s400/IMAG0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally love this picture of Titide below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiD3hj0QKI/AAAAAAAABJc/c2FyH45Hc6Q/s1600-h/P050808_16.01%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231075957115469986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiD3hj0QKI/AAAAAAAABJc/c2FyH45Hc6Q/s400/P050808_16.01%5B02%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rather surprise to receive this pic of Rachie in the mid of the noon... This pic is like a drop of water in a desert can! Throughout my busy tuesday, this is the only highlight from the morning till the early evening... It is because of this sweet pic that 'slowed' me down when I decided to pass my phone to few of my colleagues asking them to take a look at my beautiful dang dang dang... WAhAhaha... I meant like in a few years time lah. I hope Rach still remember our pact... Wahaha... Anyway, I know I am ugly lah. Rachie is like the beauty and I am the beast can?... Sob... One of my malay 'girl' friend exclaimed, "DON'T 'beh deh' lah!" when I told her this is the girl that I am happily together with... Boo... Sob!!! But the consensus across the board is, "Your girlfriend every 'Hot', 'Pretty' and 'Beautiful' can!!! OoooOOOooooOOOoo... Tian zai wo de xin li... Hehehe... *Skipping in the air* Anyway, I think most of my team and some people from other team already seen Rachel sitting and waiting for me patiently in the lobby quite a few times le. I truly like to see Rach's sweet smile and warm 'hello' kiss whenever I stepped out of the lift... She is that perfect and addictive when she is all happy and not grouchy... Haha... Most of the time, just the thought of meeting her in the later part motivates me to finish up my stuffs in the fastest time I could. Haha... Like my truly mum had said before, 'love is the greatest'. It makes one to do things that you will never think he or she could. Love is full of relation, helpness and understanding of one another...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, I am looking forward to another dinner date with titide tomorrow. Darling, see you tomorrow same time k? Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4783835562983026345?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4783835562983026345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4783835562983026345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4783835562983026345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4783835562983026345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-happy-today.html' title='I am happy today...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJiEeuIYDiI/AAAAAAAABJ8/rY7Bkxf-Vo8/s72-c/IMAG0303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2986128702582292018</id><published>2008-08-04T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T01:23:39.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mummy movie sucks!</title><content type='html'>SHooouuuUUHZzzoooommmM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! The weekends just passed like that! 2 more weekends to our private getaway!!! Yippee!!! 2 more! Haha... I had one of the most 'boring' weekends up till now. I'm definitely not complaining... It is great! Don't have to get 'jammed' up with the weekend crowds. Wahaha... What I got by staying around Khatib cum Yishun area with Rach were great! Simple noon nap and movie date with my bro! Lavish dinner for both day with bro though! Slurp! Wahaha... I need to sleep more and eat better! I'm dead beat from working and studying. Damn grouchy that I have no time with my titide... As for friends? What friend? It was a 'was' case... Haha... Think everyone have their own commitments and new friends from new environment. Wahaha... I am a person who try not to force 'friendship' and 'commitment'. Cause I believe that if you are important, people will ask for you... It is always great to give and receive, but sucks to give and wait for even tippings... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless... I still got Rachel and my family! Wahaha... Cos when I have troubles now, I know I can always look to Rach, my parents, my ah ma and aunt and my elder cousin. I am greatful to them all. Haha... Of course! When I have happiness, I will try to share with them too!!! Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-2986128702582292018?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2986128702582292018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2986128702582292018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2986128702582292018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2986128702582292018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/08/mummy-movie-sucks.html' title='The Mummy movie sucks!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-239507977426243921</id><published>2008-07-30T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T01:02:49.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A late night one...</title><content type='html'>Sleeping soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been coping with my new work and studying for the past one week. I have no time for my Rach and I am very sorry to her. I am glad that she is really understanding to my situation. Sometime I am very tired but I promise to meet her whenever I have the time. Spending time with her is too precious to lose it to tireness. Haha. I am motivated by my pay... All because I want to shower my precious with little little gifts and to save up for our future. She already has an amount, so I am just catching up with her. Wahaha... With our power combined, Branchel's piggy bank will swell up in no time. Wahaha... I just got Rach some gifts over the weekends &amp;amp; I'm totally happy with the purchases. Why? Cos I like them all. Wahaha... I think the 'high-class' shoe shop at centrepoint is very nice. I wouldn't mind bringing her there and get her one pair of 'limited' edition shoe monthly. Haha... Anyway that is not the case... I am looking forward to 25th this month. Before that, I'm looking forward to this coming weekends. Going to squeeze darling with my huge bear hug. She deserves it &amp;amp; I really miss her. I love YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-239507977426243921?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/239507977426243921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=239507977426243921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/239507977426243921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/239507977426243921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/07/late-night-one.html' title='A late night one...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8928786589597590519</id><published>2008-07-22T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:36:44.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th month le!!!</title><content type='html'>Updated... This month, the mural was done by Rach. Hehe... Happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJHp2OkvUnI/AAAAAAAABJU/eG2WqDLVXjk/s1600-h/1_236273970l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229217760188256882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJHp2OkvUnI/AAAAAAAABJU/eG2WqDLVXjk/s400/1_236273970l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15th Month Anniversary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my o my... I have no pictures for this month mural!!! I hate my phone for not having good camera. Damn! One day... I'm gotta gt a good camera. Don't want to share with bro. Wahaha. Sorry darling!!! I can't piece out our mural since you didn't send me those photos that we took. Bleahz. You do one for this month can? Can? Please! Please! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my o my!!! Time really flies!!! 15 months and I still remember very clearly that very special 19th April. I bet you have the same sentiment yah? If it wasn't for your 'unintended' fun and funny, I bet the status quo would have been very different. Now I just can't smile without you! I'm addicted to you! Muak! Darling I love you! Love every moment with you! Love your company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my o my... I'm going to get really busy with each passing day, gotta cope with work and studies. Boohoohoo... I wonder if I can handle it well. Cross-fingers! Haha. Nonetheless, I know there will be a very special person who will understand me and give me all the support that I need. Rachel, you will be that special person to me yah? Cause I think you are! I'm working hard for a better future yah? Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my o my... You are really great. I love the present you more than I did... hmm... like... One second ago? Wahaha... What I meant is you have changed, and I love the changes. Though none of us is perfect but we will be 'perfect' for one another since we are 'Branchel' yah. I can only smile with you in my life and that is why I like the song so much since I'm addicted to your smile. Dr Rach! Inject me with your tian tian de k! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huggies! Happy 16th month, 17th month... 168th month anniversary together!!! All in advance!!! Wahaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-8928786589597590519?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8928786589597590519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8928786589597590519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8928786589597590519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8928786589597590519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/07/15th-month-le.html' title='15th month le!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SJHp2OkvUnI/AAAAAAAABJU/eG2WqDLVXjk/s72-c/1_236273970l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8283569242046214832</id><published>2008-07-14T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:41:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't smile without you! Yes, U! Rachel!</title><content type='html'>You know I can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't laugh and I can't sing&lt;br /&gt;I'm findin' it hard to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I feel sad when you're sad&lt;br /&gt;Feel glad when you're glad&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile, without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came along just like a song&lt;br /&gt;And brightened my day&lt;br /&gt;Who'd believe that you were part of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Now it all seems light years away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know that I can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't laugh I can't sing&lt;br /&gt;Finding it hard to do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad when you're sad&lt;br /&gt;Feel glad when you're glad&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile, without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some people say happiness takes so very long to find.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm finding it hard leaving your love behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Well I find it hard&lt;br /&gt;Leaving your love behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't smile without you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-8283569242046214832?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8283569242046214832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8283569242046214832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8283569242046214832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8283569242046214832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/07/cant-smile-without-you-yes-u-rachel.html' title='Can&apos;t smile without you! Yes, U! Rachel!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-3851066861532443496</id><published>2008-07-06T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:45:53.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>My Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th June to 6th July,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SHDy6px2I_I/AAAAAAAABJM/IWqjIOHzmb4/s1600-h/Love+ones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219939057583662066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SHDy6px2I_I/AAAAAAAABJM/IWqjIOHzmb4/s400/Love+ones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My love ones... Thanks guys for the wonderful day. Especially to Rach for all the behind the scene arrangements. Haha. Big hug! Oya, dinner was @ novena - zheng fatt steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SHDyp_XEhrI/AAAAAAAABJE/wJiPgohtfUE/s1600-h/jurong+birdpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219938771319162546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SHDyp_XEhrI/AAAAAAAABJE/wJiPgohtfUE/s400/jurong+birdpark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day 'outing' was to Jurong birdpark. Phew, been such a long time since I last went there. A lot of changes I would say. Especially after the recent renovation. Though not as big as the zoo, there are actually a lot to see still. Rach love the Toucan, I love the Birds of prey. Cool! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SHDyivxOEZI/AAAAAAAABI8/SOviM9kTbE8/s1600-h/My+bdae+gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219938646874788242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SHDyivxOEZI/AAAAAAAABI8/SOviM9kTbE8/s400/My+bdae+gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, I would like to say thank you to Rach for buying me so many birthday presents, thanks to my parents for present and 'ang pow' and thanks to ah ma, aunt, ah gong and bro and MZD for the $$$. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wishes for being a year older!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I want to be able to manage my accountancy degree well and pass all my exam papers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Good health!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Earn big bucks!!! (of course must find job)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Branchel tian tian de always...&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/6446082584240848759-3851066861532443496?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/3851066861532443496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=3851066861532443496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3851066861532443496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3851066861532443496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-birthday-25th-june-to-6th-july-my.html' title='My Birthday!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SHDy6px2I_I/AAAAAAAABJM/IWqjIOHzmb4/s72-c/Love+ones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-3353027675569506279</id><published>2008-06-22T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T01:22:18.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourteen Times!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;20th June 2008,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 14th Month to us!!! Yipee yaya yipee yipee ya!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SF0vqVl064I/AAAAAAAABI0/GPvSpYNYV4o/s1600-h/14th+month.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214376347961715586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SF0vqVl064I/AAAAAAAABI0/GPvSpYNYV4o/s400/14th+month.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has to be one of the most 'tormenting' month for the both of us. Basically, we each got problem that cannot be let 'go' easily as much as we want to. Shitty feeling but eventually we managed to overcome it and currently I am feeling happier than ever before. Of course, to a certain extent I want to thank Rach for being around. Thank her for not turning her back to me when I am the 'incredible hulk'. It is really fustrating to keep things to myself and not having the mean to solve it quick. Haha. Muak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(Meanwhile, I also want to thank my cousin for her utmost gracious help! Thank you Jie! Really grateful to you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oya, I finally completed my 1.5 years of DMS and currently moving on to my accountancy degree course. Hopefully everything will be manageable and I can complete it within the next 2 years. Whoohoo, pray hard, pray hard and work hard of course... Hehe. CPA is the ultimate goal!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;------Happy 14th Month------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like I mentioned earlier, it hasn't been a easy month for us both. Not as if we, Branchel is in deep shit, it is just that we have to deal more with our emotional aspect this month. Tolerate is the key to such situation. Ain't I glad that we managed to see the rainbow after braving the rough sea together. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Darling, smile more k? For your genuine wide smile never fails to brighten up my day. It has been a wonderful simple outing and I am really contented with what I am having now. Thank you for planning so hard for my birthday even though I like it to be hassle-free. Just course I don't want to bother people and make a big fuss about my birthday. Haha. Even though it is still early and I am still not sure of your plan, I still want to tell you that I really appreciate your thought. Thankie.&lt;/span&gt; (Btw, Jolyn called to sing a 10s birthday song thinking that 21st June instead of 25th June is my birthday!!! Blur sia!!! Haha... U wrote on your notebook cause you said you want to come out TODAY and celebrate one; even though you didnt. Big trumpet! Haha.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nonetheless, Rach, Happy anniversary to us k! Miss you... Love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-3353027675569506279?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/3353027675569506279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=3353027675569506279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3353027675569506279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3353027675569506279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/06/fourteen-times.html' title='Fourteen Times!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SF0vqVl064I/AAAAAAAABI0/GPvSpYNYV4o/s72-c/14th+month.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-1525527494334635045</id><published>2008-06-06T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T03:07:22.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and tired... I want a better life...</title><content type='html'>I have many worries on my mind... But I have absolute no concrete solution to any of those worries... For a long time, I have taken things for granted and that is why I always feel the 'loneliness' when I have to deal with major decisions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain things in life are just too unpredictable... This moment somebody showers you with all the love you need, and the very next moment, that very person will make you feel like the 'shittiest' person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you just want to tell the truth... But truth hurt the most. Don't trust that person who asked you to be honest with your answer, cause it ain't the case. Certain truth and good intended words will paint you to be the biggest loser in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody have different perception of things, why would somebody insists on imposing their thought on yours? This is even after you tried explaining your real intention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainties just happen... Best is not to make any promises --this is what my dad has taught me. Don't say it out even if you meant it till the every moment that you can fulfill it instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that my life is not smooth-sailing always. Why do obstacles always have to appear at the very moment when I thought  everything is going to be just fine? Why do I always have to care about people feeling when I have difficulty suppressing mine? Why was I borned the first child? I wished I had another older sibling who can always pull me out of stickly situations. I don't like to keep things to myself, but my parents are helpless too... Silent I will... I envy 'you'... 'You' have a good older sibling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma I think... Yes it is... That is why I'm always awashed with nasty situations, situations that cause me to have have restless nights and unwelcoming migraine. Karma I think... Yes it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-1525527494334635045?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/1525527494334635045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=1525527494334635045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1525527494334635045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1525527494334635045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/06/sick-and-tired-i-want-better-life.html' title='Sick and tired... I want a better life...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-211214246819602914</id><published>2008-05-22T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:51:21.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many more to come...</title><content type='html'>13th Month Anniversary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SDWU9e74BpI/AAAAAAAABIs/TFTTKLIrroM/s1600-h/13th+months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203228728493606546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SDWU9e74BpI/AAAAAAAABIs/TFTTKLIrroM/s400/13th+months.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is the best thing that had happened to me as yet. Life would have been so different without her... It is amazing to know someone who can brings such a drastic and yet delightful changes in my world. She is the gravity of my life... Showering me with support whenever I need it the most... Muack! Thank you babe... Love you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continue to mug...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-211214246819602914?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/211214246819602914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=211214246819602914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/211214246819602914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/211214246819602914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/05/many-more-to-come.html' title='Many more to come...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SDWU9e74BpI/AAAAAAAABIs/TFTTKLIrroM/s72-c/13th+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6760615187581011137</id><published>2008-05-13T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:18:00.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branchel's date...</title><content type='html'>It has really been a wonderful weekends; this is despite the hectic schedule of projects... Phew! At least all the project are over now... Examination hurdle is up next. Well... I guess I just have to brace myself up and mug for the next 2 weeks then. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving away from that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really nice week spent with Rach... First of all, I would like to take this opportunity and thank her for helping me in finalising my project, assisting me so that I can submit my project in a more than desired format. Wahaha... Thank you darling... But the way, control your diet k. If not your cough will never gonna leave you alone!!! (I accomplice though; for allowing her to eat... Oops...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya, talking about why I enjoyed my weekend. This is because I finally caught a midnight movie with darling after such a long time. Guess what? Not just one show, we caught two movies in fact - 'Harold and Kumar' &amp;amp; 'What happen in Vegas'. Omg! We both have such a great time together, laughing throughout the night. Both movies are equally funny despite being different genres. H&amp;amp;K is straight crude humour, whereas WHIVegas is a fantastic love comedy. Kudos to Cameron Diaz for her 'openess' in acting and to Ashton Kutcher for his improved acting. Whahaha... &amp;amp; hurray to both shows for being able to make me laugh out real hard at their humour. Of course I can't say the same for darling since we got diff level in the triggering of our 'laughing cell'. Wahaha... No implied meaning k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it is nice walking down Orchard so late and dun have to think about rushing for home. We even have time to look for late-night supper sia. Cool man. Wahaha... Hor darling?! 'What's that Man!!!'. Nonetheless, I'm looking forward to more such experiences yah... Movie marathon, late night supper... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How arh? I got many programmes this week to talk about leh! However, my eyes are closing le... Haha... Fast forward then!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday; Mother's day celebration with my paternal side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday; Morning date with darling at Vivo, bought 2 GAP polo-tees and darling bought me LEGOS again... Yup! LEGOS, my childhood rekindled! Thank you darling! Oya, she sponsored one polo-tee, only to have me sponsor her another thing... SHhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday; Morning date with Rach at Vivo again... Rach tempted to buy me a t-shirt again... Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I got to go le... Darling suspect me being busy again... Gotta talk to her whole-heartedly now! Bye bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-6760615187581011137?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6760615187581011137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6760615187581011137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6760615187581011137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6760615187581011137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/05/branchels-date.html' title='Branchel&apos;s date...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4623361737156265996</id><published>2008-05-07T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:12:01.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinitely...</title><content type='html'>06 May 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was to be part of your heart,&lt;br /&gt;And for us to be together, to never be apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one else in the world can even compare,&lt;br /&gt;You're perfect and so is this love that we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so much more than I ever thought we would,&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than I ever thought I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to give you all I have to give,&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything for you as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I see our present, our future and past,&lt;br /&gt;By the way you look at me I know we will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that one day you'll come to realize,&lt;br /&gt;How perfect you are when seen through my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4623361737156265996?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4623361737156265996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4623361737156265996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4623361737156265996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4623361737156265996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/05/infinitely.html' title='Infinitely...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6453003418232045934</id><published>2008-04-24T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:50:29.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love RACHEL!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Brancheling for the past 1 year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SBCojuqwRMI/AAAAAAAABIk/SJ1abwXsovo/s1600-h/I+year+le.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192835702134424770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SBCojuqwRMI/AAAAAAAABIk/SJ1abwXsovo/s400/I+year+le.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/6446082584240848759-6453003418232045934?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6453003418232045934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6453003418232045934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6453003418232045934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6453003418232045934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-rachel.html' title='I love RACHEL!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SBCojuqwRMI/AAAAAAAABIk/SJ1abwXsovo/s72-c/I+year+le.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-1007270918990987967</id><published>2008-04-15T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:58:26.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th April, 5 more days...</title><content type='html'>15th April 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SATQcsFcHlI/AAAAAAAABIc/wYcbY2ohFHw/s1600-h/Sakae+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189501861926542930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SATQcsFcHlI/AAAAAAAABIc/wYcbY2ohFHw/s200/Sakae+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SATQNcFcHkI/AAAAAAAABIU/HgDxjRtDCbA/s1600-h/My+phone+hehe+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189501599933537858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SATQNcFcHkI/AAAAAAAABIU/HgDxjRtDCbA/s200/My+phone+hehe+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 more days, and it will be a year of sweet brancheling... Swoosh... Yes! Time flies... 19th April 2007 seem just like 2 months back. That unexpected call scenario still lingers clearly in my brain... To pick up! Don't pick up... To pick up! Don't pick up... But I'm glad I did... Phew! Thus the embarkment of the very special 20th April of every month. Hehe... A certain degree of uncertainty in the beginning, but totally overcomed by a higher degree of certainty as we mark the harvest of one year sweet brancheling. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't mention too much in tonight entry cause I want to leave the best for the last yah... Haha... Alright then. Goodnight to all... Going to call my dearest le...&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/6446082584240848759-1007270918990987967?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/1007270918990987967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=1007270918990987967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1007270918990987967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1007270918990987967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/04/15th-april-5-more-days.html' title='15th April, 5 more days...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/SATQcsFcHlI/AAAAAAAABIc/wYcbY2ohFHw/s72-c/Sakae+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-1675435505803369187</id><published>2008-03-18T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:36:34.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Steamboat better?</title><content type='html'>18th Dec 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, sayang ok?! I know you got alot of projects but since all are group projects, I really can't help you much. Like I said, I can only help you to de-edit the language since my command of English is not as good as yours. Wahaha... However, if anytime you think you really could use my help, please feel free to command me to help ok? No hesitation I promise... Only rejection! Wahaha... NO lah, disturb de... I will do what I can de. Muack! Oya, after all your projects, you must also jiayou in your preparation for the examinations ok!. Then I will also 'chiong' for my last semester!!! &amp;amp; get into my accountancy course! JIAYOU JIAYOU!!! 'Millionaire Family'... Whoohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you must remember not be tired out by your hectic tuition schedules k. Must take care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya, we must go and have our first steamboat ok? Haha. Damn, I hungry now... Slurp! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-1675435505803369187?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/1675435505803369187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=1675435505803369187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1675435505803369187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1675435505803369187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/03/which-steamboat-better.html' title='Which Steamboat better?'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5534888557570898193</id><published>2008-03-13T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:25:06.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darling, Darling, I love you...</title><content type='html'>I am back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling! Sorry to let you feel so bad during my absence... My apologies k.&lt;br /&gt;It has been long since I blogged, so today I will try to write a long one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I read your journals that you wrote for me and I am deeply 'affected' by it. You make me feel so important to you and I am truly 'indebted' to you. I am so blessed to be loved by you... Your presence in my life has always been a miracle to me. You are like the best thing yet that ever happened to me. Everyday, just the thought of you and your sweet beautiful smile is enough to start my day well. Darling, I really love you... From that first "I love you" till now, I have never love you less with each passing day... Everyday I am more attached to you, and I love you more. Muack... Darling, you must be happy k. For you are my pistachio and my tian tian de. For your happiness and your sweetness are like oxygen and water to me. You make me complete and alive... Darling! I am so in love with you! Many Kisses and Huggies to my belovable Rach! Branchel long live!!! Wahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-5534888557570898193?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5534888557570898193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5534888557570898193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5534888557570898193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5534888557570898193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/03/darling-darling-i-love-you.html' title='Darling, Darling, I love you...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7318633810716022373</id><published>2008-03-06T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:35:48.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air-mail</title><content type='html'>6th March 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be sad, don't be depress... On the 10th, I will be back. Nothing should change and nothing will change, except that heart will grows fonder. I will be missing you dearly. I will 'engrave' it in my heart and 'imprint' it in my brain and I will bring your smile along... Darling, please be strong and just endure, for I will be back before you know I'm gone. It is a hol I wanted so much but yet it is not perfect without you along. I am sorry for being 'selfish' but I hope you will understand. Please cheer up and remember that I am always in your soul. For Branchel's spirit will stays... As one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I love you. Be happy and wait for me k... Miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-7318633810716022373?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7318633810716022373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7318633810716022373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7318633810716022373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7318633810716022373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/03/air-mail.html' title='Air-mail'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7045565888108257081</id><published>2008-02-24T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T12:27:31.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Examination bugs here again...</title><content type='html'>24th Feb 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R8DyAsVcLaI/AAAAAAAABIE/fdby03EUClA/s1600-h/043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170398465936338338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R8DyAsVcLaI/AAAAAAAABIE/fdby03EUClA/s320/043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo, examinations are here again... Boredom and moodiness will follow suit. This semester so XXXXing difficult. I'm bad with formula and memorising and darn! I got Finance, Econs and OTQM filled with formula and calculations to the brim. Boo! How arh? To think I most likely to major in either Accountancy or Economic and Finance... Arghh... Stress, stress and stress. I should have taken up art degree, and most probably I would ended up setting up moblie stall for the next 10 years doing caricature of other people. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling, darling, darling, thank you for your understanding yah... Really appreciated. You must take care k. Don't take up too much assignments and put your health at risk. Muack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; not forgetting JI gang, will catch up with you guys more during my hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before that, I need to go and grab my lecture notes and bury my head into the piles of notes le... Bye bye... *sneeze*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-7045565888108257081?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7045565888108257081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7045565888108257081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7045565888108257081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7045565888108257081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/02/examination-bugs-here-again.html' title='Examination bugs here again...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R8DyAsVcLaI/AAAAAAAABIE/fdby03EUClA/s72-c/043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-78715548082934944</id><published>2008-02-21T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:06:37.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10th Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>20th Feb 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 10th Month Anniversary to you and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R72RuMVcLZI/AAAAAAAABH8/ctAQGA9muMY/s1600-h/10th+Anniversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169448170062359954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R72RuMVcLZI/AAAAAAAABH8/ctAQGA9muMY/s400/10th+Anniversary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello darling!!! I want to let you know that I had one of the most intense moments in these two months. Chinese New Year, Valentine day, your birthday, phew*! Busy busy... However, I am not complaining. I love every special occasion that I got to spend with you. Simply because I love you!!! Huggies!!! Muacks! Many Kisses to my beloved darling!!! Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-78715548082934944?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/78715548082934944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=78715548082934944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/78715548082934944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/78715548082934944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-10th-month-anniversary.html' title='Happy 10th Month Anniversary'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R72RuMVcLZI/AAAAAAAABH8/ctAQGA9muMY/s72-c/10th+Anniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-1374442612976633253</id><published>2008-01-31T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:06:24.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday 2 You!</title><content type='html'>28th Jan 2008!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To You Darling!!! Big Hug and Deep Kiss for you!!! Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo, 27th Jan 2007 was Rach's first birthday that I was invited to. Of course, that was when we were both friends. This time round, it is totally different!!! *wink, wink* Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I did/planned the itinerary well enough for Titide's 22nd birthday.... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is an back-dated blog, but the memory is still fresh and sweet. I love 28th Jan... Meanwhile, I probably won't blog much for Rachel have a better entry than I do. So what I did was to upload those beautiful pictures that we took on that day....&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy folks... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BIRTHDAY GIRL!!! Huggies!!! (Oya, I made her a birthday card! *Flex muscle* Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hn-1ID4CI/AAAAAAAABH0/5JiO5JGYmeU/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161661714542092322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hn-1ID4CI/AAAAAAAABH0/5JiO5JGYmeU/s400/Rachel+bdae+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tada!!! The first 'encounter' when we entered the zoo... Wild Arowana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hn4VID4BI/AAAAAAAABHs/zt7lFvy634I/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161661602872942610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hn4VID4BI/AAAAAAAABHs/zt7lFvy634I/s400/Rachel+bdae+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Birthday gal posing on her special day... Slurps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HnsFID4AI/AAAAAAAABHk/7sSJGjQaZ98/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161661392419545090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HnsFID4AI/AAAAAAAABHk/7sSJGjQaZ98/s400/Rachel+bdae+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Croc staying still in hope of biting my butt... Wahaha... But I spotted it first! Loser!!! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HngVID3_I/AAAAAAAABHc/pwQrcUrWj-0/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161661190556082162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HngVID3_I/AAAAAAAABHc/pwQrcUrWj-0/s400/Rachel+bdae+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ooo, Mr Pedro and it's familly... Rach love the otter family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HnW1ID3-I/AAAAAAAABHU/zpPZmAWh-H8/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161661027347324898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HnW1ID3-I/AAAAAAAABHU/zpPZmAWh-H8/s400/Rachel+bdae+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The shirt she worn that day is a present from topshop... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HnDFID39I/AAAAAAAABHM/LiW8QSXSMWU/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660688044908498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HnDFID39I/AAAAAAAABHM/LiW8QSXSMWU/s400/Rachel+bdae+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racing between the manatee and the penguin... Of course the penguin won. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hm7FID38I/AAAAAAAABHE/3qBQ9AwwDbU/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660550605955010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hm7FID38I/AAAAAAAABHE/3qBQ9AwwDbU/s400/Rachel+bdae+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet smile from my belovable girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hmw1ID37I/AAAAAAAABG8/1Ydeah2T4R8/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660374512295858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hmw1ID37I/AAAAAAAABG8/1Ydeah2T4R8/s400/Rachel+bdae+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raja!!! Stay put!!! Stop distracting our background!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HmnVID36I/AAAAAAAABG0/LHLqbCiDJ3M/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660211303538594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HmnVID36I/AAAAAAAABG0/LHLqbCiDJ3M/s400/Rachel+bdae+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get lost Raja! I'm taking a pic of my darling can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HmeFID35I/AAAAAAAABGs/T7SBK9pAmmU/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660052389748626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HmeFID35I/AAAAAAAABGs/T7SBK9pAmmU/s400/Rachel+bdae+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that little girl? Doesn't she pose as a stark constrast to the largest land mammal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HmWlID34I/AAAAAAAABGk/QFNSEV4JTlY/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161659923540729730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HmWlID34I/AAAAAAAABGk/QFNSEV4JTlY/s400/Rachel+bdae+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for the Splash show, we already having a splashing good time! Period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HmHlID33I/AAAAAAAABGc/f4JlAvhZAqQ/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161659665842691954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HmHlID33I/AAAAAAAABGc/f4JlAvhZAqQ/s400/Rachel+bdae+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaguar in da house!!! Vroom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hl0lID32I/AAAAAAAABGU/2GTD-F7fF2g/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161659339425177442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hl0lID32I/AAAAAAAABGU/2GTD-F7fF2g/s400/Rachel+bdae+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hissing Cockroach!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hlp1ID31I/AAAAAAAABGM/DqP-uoFutoM/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161659154741583698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hlp1ID31I/AAAAAAAABGM/DqP-uoFutoM/s400/Rachel+bdae+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I got a pest-terminator!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HlhFID30I/AAAAAAAABGE/DSvzB-4Snxc/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161659004417728322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HlhFID30I/AAAAAAAABGE/DSvzB-4Snxc/s400/Rachel+bdae+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reticulated Python bigger than my petite darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HlRlID3zI/AAAAAAAABF8/-cGYcnOUmJg/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161658738129755954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HlRlID3zI/AAAAAAAABF8/-cGYcnOUmJg/s400/Rachel+bdae+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can tame the carnivous by being naturally sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HlIFID3yI/AAAAAAAABF0/mgFpByJLcd0/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161658574920998690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HlIFID3yI/AAAAAAAABF0/mgFpByJLcd0/s400/Rachel+bdae+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rach adore these Meerkats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hk-lID3xI/AAAAAAAABFs/pWW1I4uwWAY/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161658411712241426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hk-lID3xI/AAAAAAAABFs/pWW1I4uwWAY/s400/Rachel+bdae+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restless cheetah... Just can't keep still. Keep on prancing up and down. Naughty kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hk0VID3wI/AAAAAAAABFk/y0a8p6ZazzU/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161658235618582274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hk0VID3wI/AAAAAAAABFk/y0a8p6ZazzU/s400/Rachel+bdae+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first locally born polar bear!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HkiFID3vI/AAAAAAAABFc/nauENBxVmk8/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161657922085969650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HkiFID3vI/AAAAAAAABFc/nauENBxVmk8/s400/Rachel+bdae+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty is unblemish by our 98% genetically similar orang utans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HkWFID3uI/AAAAAAAABFU/31yg8Bu1HNg/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161657715927539426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HkWFID3uI/AAAAAAAABFU/31yg8Bu1HNg/s400/Rachel+bdae+177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave a deep glow in each other lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HkM1ID3tI/AAAAAAAABFM/He91QE-JkQM/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161657557013749458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6HkM1ID3tI/AAAAAAAABFM/He91QE-JkQM/s400/Rachel+bdae+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, dinner was settled at Miramar Hotel... Exactly 1 year ago where all it started... Sweet... Darling, I'm glad you told me you are really happy! Love you! Muacks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hj7FID3sI/AAAAAAAABFE/0bDLWoGUuTI/s1600-h/Rachel+bdae+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161657252071071426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hj7FID3sI/AAAAAAAABFE/0bDLWoGUuTI/s400/Rachel+bdae+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-1374442612976633253?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/1374442612976633253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=1374442612976633253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1374442612976633253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1374442612976633253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-2-you.html' title='Happy Birthday 2 You!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R6Hn-1ID4CI/AAAAAAAABH0/5JiO5JGYmeU/s72-c/Rachel+bdae+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2896959244911047099</id><published>2008-01-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:27:10.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Month of Branchelling...</title><content type='html'>20th January 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R5Nc3ydoH1I/AAAAAAAABE8/W1j1PaYCaqY/s1600-h/9th+Month+Anniversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157568111777947474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R5Nc3ydoH1I/AAAAAAAABE8/W1j1PaYCaqY/s400/9th+Month+Anniversary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, DARLING...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I apologize for one of the 'un-sweetest' anniversary that Branchel had by far since we started being together. Darling must be damn 'bu shuang' about it. Haha. Sorry titide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really got no choice, for today just happened to be the day of celebration for my granny birthday too. Boo! On the other hand, my mum literally dragged me to get my new year clothes. Thus I wasn't able to spend such a meaningful day with Rach. Sorry, dun angry yah... *Pull my ears* Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, HAPPY 9MONTHS OF BRANCHELLING together yah. Deep from my heart, I swear that this has really been a period of 'fun' and 'funny' for me. Everyday there are bound to be something blissful for me to marvel and to cheer on. All these are possible only because of one factor, and it is none other than my beloved Rachel... Darling, thank you for such all the wonderful experiences that I never thought I could experienced it before. You are such a jewel that never fail to put a smile on my face and brighten up my day whenever I'm with you. More specifically, it is your sweet smile and your utmost sincere love that always managed to make me feel so blessful. Rach, it is always amazing looking at how we have progressed from then till now. Even till now, I am still easily amazed by it. I'm glad all of these are for real. For every morning, I wake up to your embrace through the chinese messages that I received from you. While every night, I get to sleep peacefully with the blanket of your sweet phone calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling, thank you for everything &amp;amp; I really love you. Muack... Once again, Happy 9th month anniversary to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-2896959244911047099?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2896959244911047099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2896959244911047099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2896959244911047099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2896959244911047099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/01/nine-month-of-branchelling.html' title='Nine Month of Branchelling...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R5Nc3ydoH1I/AAAAAAAABE8/W1j1PaYCaqY/s72-c/9th+Month+Anniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4579323970044486379</id><published>2008-01-12T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:45:35.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redhill... Part 1.</title><content type='html'>12th Jan 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard of Redhill, passed by Redhill, but I have never gotten the chance to explore this old estate before. That is the case until yesterday of course. Well, the main reason that I was able to explore around Redhill is because of darling. One of the student that she is giving tuition to, stay there. Haha. Oya, by the way I actually waited for darling to finish her lecture at 5pm even though my class ended at 12.30pm. During the wait I went through abit of my notes and spending majority of the time on 'eating' newspaper/current affairs. Anyway, coming back to Redhill, the time taken to travel from Clementi to Redhill was rather short. I wonder if it is because of the company. Haha. Nonetheless, I scanned Redhill with my bespectacled small eyes. The environment seem so nostalgic. Just like everything that I remembered during my childhood experience over at Whampoa. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding her hand, she guides me to block 81. Kissing goodbye for the next 1 an a 1/2hr. I was alone in an old old estate. Wah lau. I have never see so many elderly before in such a short period of time. As far as I know, only Chinatown have such large population of elderly. Haha. While sitting at the void deck, I realized that every 10 people who passed by me, at least 7 of them are oldies; global aging population arh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the short wait, I finally saw darling emerging from the lift with a 'stoned' face. Guess she was really pissed with jiayi and AC Nielsen. Stupid AC Nielsen! Report you to CASE and MOM arh!!! TMD. *Middle finger* Hahaha... Oops! While trying to cheer her up, we went to the wet market cum hawker centre for our dinner. So many people sia. Haha. Dinner was simple with aromatic herbal stew duck rice. Haha. Herbal as in the soup lah. Rather nice. Slurp! Btw I was 'prohibited' from heaty food, so no bbq sting-ray and sambal sotong. BECAUSE I WAS NOT FEELING WELL FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS... ARGH. But I must listen to darling. She meant care and concern and I really appreciate it. MUACK. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we actually walked from Redhill to Queensway; IKEA, with my arm (right arm) sling over titide's neck. Tian Tian de. Haha. Went to for our regular dose of 'furniture-shopping' at IKEA. I love discussing about the different furniture with darling. In my opinion, you actually get to understand more about one another through the different selection of the furniture pieces. For example, I got to know that darling would like to have the colour combination of gray, white or black for branchelfort in the future. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, very tired. Goodnight. Continue again.... Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4579323970044486379?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4579323970044486379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4579323970044486379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4579323970044486379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4579323970044486379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/01/redhill-part-1.html' title='Redhill... Part 1.'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-3161001566409042057</id><published>2008-01-05T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:43:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2008!!!</title><content type='html'>05 Jan 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New To All!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took last week during our stint to east coast for cycling. The heavy rain did not dampen the mood for that day. The only boo-point is the signus that l'cling' to darling. Kelain kelian. Sayang. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3-hLSdoH0I/AAAAAAAABE0/WnKKmN1c3fM/s1600-h/291220071367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152013714041872194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3-hLSdoH0I/AAAAAAAABE0/WnKKmN1c3fM/s320/291220071367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling!!! Do you miss me? I really miss you. Dun forget about our fortress date tomorrow yah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. School have started again and we are more busy than ever before. As for me, I think this is the most difficult semester yet. Boo. I got Microeconomic, Finance, and TQOM. Haha. *STRESS, stress* Other than that, both darling and me are now officially a tutor in our own rights. Haha. Together with our academic commitment, our time are rather stretched already. Nonetheless, we are not letting these factors affecting our Brancheling. Haha. Branchel triumphs all yah, darling? Haha. In fact we have planned a few outdoor outings for the coming weeks yah. Zoo, birdpark, marina south, east coast and many many more. Whoohoo. Slurp! (Singing *Vomp vomp vomp! Vomp vomp vomp!*) Can't wait for all the exciting things that are going to happen in 2008! Slurp!&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/6446082584240848759-3161001566409042057?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/3161001566409042057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=3161001566409042057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3161001566409042057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3161001566409042057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='HAPPY 2008!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3-hLSdoH0I/AAAAAAAABE0/WnKKmN1c3fM/s72-c/291220071367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-9075413836934393063</id><published>2007-12-27T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T04:04:36.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas season...</title><content type='html'>27th December 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!!! It has been a long time since I last updated my blog. (My internet got a problem with some sites.) No wonder darling thought I don't love her as much le... Wahaha... How is that even possible!!! Wahaha... Happy 8th Month Anniversary yah. (Belated uploading of 8th month mural though; my bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all yah!!! I heard that Christmas actually lasts for 12 days. So I'm not too late in wishing all of you guys a merry merry X'mas. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PG8SdoHzI/AAAAAAAABEs/80U_LxjMCi4/s1600-h/8th+month+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148677538065162034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PG8SdoHzI/AAAAAAAABEs/80U_LxjMCi4/s320/8th+month+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway this Christmas was rather special one. Other than having Rach to spend it with me. This year Christmas celebration was held at my house during the eve. Including my own family of 5, about 30 relatives graced my house for a potluck Christmas celebration cum dinner. Wahaha... Surprise, surprise, I'm not even a christian but yet my parents wanted to have such a festive gathering. Haha. Well, it wasn't so bad. I managed to cook curry chicken for 30 people sharing; recipe from my ah ma. Wahaha... Other than that we had Black-pepper ham, Pork Knuckles and Ribs from Vi'llage. We also had fried mee siam, fried chicken, tiramisu and log cakes. Seafood food platter and sashimi were also available. Many more items were also present but I don't want to go too much into the detail. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya, darling got a way with kids. She was literally shy and keep hiding herself in my room. Luckily my cousins kinda like to play with her and thus she wasn't that lonely afterall. My bro's gf arrival helps to lessen the pressure casted on Rach, I guessed. Haha. ~Little dolly and shy yah~ Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PG1ydoHyI/AAAAAAAABEk/DZI39XLZzDU/s1600-h/251220071331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148677426396012322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PG1ydoHyI/AAAAAAAABEk/DZI39XLZzDU/s320/251220071331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took during boxing-day... Our little break after walking... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PGtSdoHxI/AAAAAAAABEc/adwKNk9waww/s1600-h/251220071332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148677280367124242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PGtSdoHxI/AAAAAAAABEc/adwKNk9waww/s320/251220071332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many many years ago... 'Yohan' at thomson rd have it... Old school taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PGnCdoHwI/AAAAAAAABEU/F7u59B5_O5E/s1600-h/261220071336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148677172992941826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PGnCdoHwI/AAAAAAAABEU/F7u59B5_O5E/s400/261220071336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelian kelian... Darling bit her mouth while having our dinner at Takashimaya... So painful!!! Argh!!! Sayang... That's why she used the chicken ball to cover her mouth. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PF8idoHvI/AAAAAAAABEM/0UhiCkBvOKk/s1600-h/261220071337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148676442848501490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PF8idoHvI/AAAAAAAABEM/0UhiCkBvOKk/s400/261220071337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6446082584240848759-9075413836934393063?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/9075413836934393063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=9075413836934393063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9075413836934393063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9075413836934393063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-season.html' title='Christmas season...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R3PG8SdoHzI/AAAAAAAABEs/80U_LxjMCi4/s72-c/8th+month+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7609553472181933075</id><published>2007-12-15T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T02:17:51.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss those smiles...</title><content type='html'>14th December 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be by far the worst week in the whole of this month... Boo... Depressing depressing... Now I gotta mug again and miss out all my plan. Cannot go out, cannot have fun. Boo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R2KzYSdoHuI/AAAAAAAABEE/FLYP209QRLw/s1600-h/14122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143870954264862434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R2KzYSdoHuI/AAAAAAAABEE/FLYP209QRLw/s400/14122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, darling managed to bring up my spirit with this unexpected picture that she took while she is in Guangzhou... Lovely surprise after a long while of 'isolation'... Haha. Hello darling, be back soon yah! Take care! Nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-7609553472181933075?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7609553472181933075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7609553472181933075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7609553472181933075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7609553472181933075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-miss-those-smiles.html' title='I miss those smiles...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R2KzYSdoHuI/AAAAAAAABEE/FLYP209QRLw/s72-c/14122007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4441039123649983424</id><published>2007-12-10T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T01:50:28.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas...</title><content type='html'>10th Dec 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas season is here again... This will be the first Christmas that we both share together. I am looking forward to the great feeling of having her by my side during such a special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wXXG-NIxI/AAAAAAAABDc/IjjXgGBgl-8/s1600-h/081220071308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142010560326214418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wXXG-NIxI/AAAAAAAABDc/IjjXgGBgl-8/s320/081220071308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at all the M&amp;amp;M, isn't she having a good bite at those? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wWQm-NIwI/AAAAAAAABDU/m0IPji7VC0Y/s1600-h/011220071261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142009349145436930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wWQm-NIwI/AAAAAAAABDU/m0IPji7VC0Y/s320/011220071261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the lighting decoration in front of Shaw Isetan... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wWGm-NIvI/AAAAAAAABDM/eiOAgCIPo04/s1600-h/011220071260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142009177346745074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wWGm-NIvI/AAAAAAAABDM/eiOAgCIPo04/s320/011220071260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooo that is a huge Christmas tree over at Vivo-city...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wV2W-NIuI/AAAAAAAABDE/hxER5d3n_f4/s1600-h/081220071305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142008898173870818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wV2W-NIuI/AAAAAAAABDE/hxER5d3n_f4/s320/081220071305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She glitter and shine like the Christmas Lighting along Orchard Road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wVZG-NItI/AAAAAAAABC8/v4fCdLAe2iA/s1600-h/071220071293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142008395662697170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wVZG-NItI/AAAAAAAABC8/v4fCdLAe2iA/s320/071220071293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chendol Softee irked her the way grapefruit irked me... Hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wVIW-NIsI/AAAAAAAABC0/9etvl_rAF-M/s1600-h/051220071287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142008107899888322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wVIW-NIsI/AAAAAAAABC0/9etvl_rAF-M/s320/051220071287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A morning Smile after A Morning Breakfast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wUzG-NIrI/AAAAAAAABCs/McWFejvv4Vo/s1600-h/061220071288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142007742827668146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wUzG-NIrI/AAAAAAAABCs/McWFejvv4Vo/s320/061220071288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wUkG-NIqI/AAAAAAAABCk/byDh9BANwic/s1600-h/071220071289.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-4441039123649983424?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4441039123649983424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4441039123649983424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4441039123649983424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4441039123649983424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1wXXG-NIxI/AAAAAAAABDc/IjjXgGBgl-8/s72-c/081220071308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-1391737926838348584</id><published>2007-12-04T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T01:09:35.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Christmas Celebration!!! Wahaha...</title><content type='html'>3rd Dec 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pre-christmas photo-taking with our new 'santa' &amp;amp; 'santarina' caps... Wahaha... Nice yah!!! Bringing the atmosphere instantly to a new christmas celebration mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the day... Sweet lovely picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1QvIG-NIpI/AAAAAAAABCc/R-tuyihzOCM/s1600-R/031220071272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139784891093557906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1QvIG-NIpI/AAAAAAAABCc/1Qvv_0Gl2QQ/s320/031220071272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She look almost flawless in this pic... My one and only Santarina!!! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1QvAW-NIoI/AAAAAAAABCU/FMaVBbIhR8I/s1600-R/031220071278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139784757949571714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1QvAW-NIoI/AAAAAAAABCU/qc-FCHnjRFw/s320/031220071278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I look like Robin hood more than Elf... Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1Qu2W-NInI/AAAAAAAABCM/D0r8Z3o6QRU/s1600-R/031220071274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139784586150879858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1Qu2W-NInI/AAAAAAAABCM/BZ1Vk0LyCm4/s320/031220071274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear there are no straightening agent or gel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1Quwm-NImI/AAAAAAAABCE/xWZzM9LMa6k/s1600-R/031220071275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139784487366632034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1Quwm-NImI/AAAAAAAABCE/i5BbCx3_lIs/s320/031220071275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Babelicious and my 'ice-cream' cone!!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1Qugm-NIlI/AAAAAAAABB8/njM3t8ubgCI/s1600-R/031220071279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139784212488725074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1Qugm-NIlI/AAAAAAAABB8/5p4vQsO1x4k/s320/031220071279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of the sweetest day of Branchel's dates... Haha... Darling took great effort to spice up some of the 'routine' and it was really nice of her. Haha. Good purchases! And you definitely look great in it!!! Dinner was great and I got to see darling for the first time eating crabs... Haha. Well, she throw me a part of a pincher when she cannot seem to break the shell. Wahaha... Luckily I didn't crack my tooth again. Slurp! The dinner was great with my bro and his gf too. I managed to make darling laugh through my 'suaning' of my bro's gf. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The short journey of sending darling to the mrt station was great! Laughter filled the air despite the deafening 'howling' from the strong wind. Haha... Branchel triumphs all. Haha. Oya, have anyone thought of naming his or her child 'Lao Da'? Haha. Imagine the school teacher having to  call your child during a class roll call. How about that? Cool huh! Is Su 'Lao Da' here today? Haha. Nvm, cannot say too much. Private joke. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oya darling! I had a wonderful day! Thank you!!!&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/6446082584240848759-1391737926838348584?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/1391737926838348584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=1391737926838348584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1391737926838348584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1391737926838348584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/12/pre-christmas-celebration-wahaha.html' title='Pre-Christmas Celebration!!! Wahaha...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R1QvIG-NIpI/AAAAAAAABCc/1Qvv_0Gl2QQ/s72-c/031220071272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2257669871130428891</id><published>2007-12-02T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:50:10.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her popo 'snatched' our photos.</title><content type='html'>02 Dec 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really nice saturday despite the ending part having migraine attack. *Stinky lingering problem* Nonetheless, it was one of those exciting dates that we had on weekends that lined with many surprises for me. Anyway it has been quite sometimes since I last went to wcp for breakfast. Hence it was a refreshing trip down to the west for a morning breakfast. Slurp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to reach Clementi early and I felt the need to get tian tian de portuguese egg tarts for the visiting trip to darling's popo house in the noon. Tada! I bought 6 in the end as instructed by Rach... Hehe... Swinging the purchases -- literally, I skipped to the bus-stop waiting for the bus to alight at Rachcastle. (SHE IS MY PRINCESS mah... Haha) As usual, I were slightly early but the short wait was all worthwhile when she finally appeared and flashed me with those mega-watt smiles. ( ***** think paparazzis' clicking cameras with flashes!*****) Oya, her sunshine smile melted the ice-cream that was meant for me. But it still taste great with her sweet intention. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had a quick lunch of pork chop before taking the bus headed to Tiong Bahru; her popo's house. Though I did not say anything, but my bowel was stirring with nervousness throughout the journey... Almost like stage fright yah. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadada!!! '13th storey' read the LED screen in the lift, and the door opened, urging me to hurry behind darling petite frame for 'protection' as she walked toward her popo house. 'Ding dong', 'clicked' and the door swinged open with her popo standing there opening the gate while talking to someone on the phone. Wahaha... Actually her popo rather friendly de, this is the second visit and it wasn't that scary as compared to the first time. This time I was able to interact more with her popo since she like started most of the conversation. Haha. However I was really taken by surprise when she asked about my background and how much my dad earning! Wahaha. So straightforward sia, but it was funny lah the way she asks. Haha. The noon was spent watching chinese opera and the 'interview' by her popo. Haha, she even asked both of us to study hard despite being together. Education is important and it is expensive leh. Hehe. Orh, roger that! LOL. Oya darling as instructed by your popo, I will encourage you in your studies k. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait wait, the most important part... Is when cheeky darling took out my wallet and show her popo the photos inside my wallet!!! Zhen shi de!!! I was engulfed with shyness and redness filled my face. So paisei sia... However there was a twist!!! Darling popo exclaimed saying she wanted our pictures for momento!!! Wahaha... I cannot believe it when she sort of asking me for permission to keep one. Wait till you see darling reaction trying to snatch the photo away from her... See lah, disturb somemore. Haha. In the end darling got no choice but to suggest developing a new set of our photo for her popo keeping. Haha. Sweet. Nice and positive reaction from her popo towards me I guessed. Thus we hurried to Tiong Bahru to develop those photos before delievering them back to her popo house. Haha. Rach claimed that her popo will framed it de. Let's see next time if she really do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all in all the saturday was a fun one with a trip down to orchard for the second Christmas lighting viewing. Whoohoo, we even managed to catch a movie, the 'Hitman' before retreating home due to the irritating migraine of mine. Haha. Ok tt's all folks for the update. I tired le. Don't know how to continue, but I know I miss you darling!!! See you at Fortress tomorrow yah!!! Love you!!! Haha. Nitez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-2257669871130428891?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2257669871130428891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2257669871130428891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2257669871130428891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2257669871130428891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/12/her-popo-snatched-our-photos.html' title='Her popo &apos;snatched&apos; our photos.'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2470188129480801323</id><published>2007-11-28T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:56:12.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam over and the '1st date'...</title><content type='html'>28th Nov 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! My examinations are finally over. Even though I'm not totally confident of the result, but I am still going to enjoy my holidays for the time-being... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya, I am glad to have study-companions for the period of my mugging in school. They are mainly Jolyn, Guoqiang and Linh... Fyi, Linh is my classmate and he mixes well with Jolyn and Guoqiang... "Ko Teh"!!! Haha. Because he is from vietnam, sometimes his pronunciation of word is funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, below are some of the photo that we took during some of the 'break-time' and interactive sessions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The below 3 pictures are took by Guoqiang's handphone... Through thorough selection, these 3 'winning' pics were selected to represent us. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Praying-Mantis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02Kv9moYiI/AAAAAAAABB0/ywuPZxfPrUY/s1600-h/warp(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137915306494681634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02Kv9moYiI/AAAAAAAABB0/ywuPZxfPrUY/s320/warp(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Planet-of-the-Ape)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02KsNmoYhI/AAAAAAAABBs/DftvXH6Th-A/s1600-h/warp(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137915242070172178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02KsNmoYhI/AAAAAAAABBs/DftvXH6Th-A/s320/warp(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jackie Chan? Buffalo nose?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02KlNmoYgI/AAAAAAAABBk/PBjTx1gOJtk/s1600-h/warp(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137915121811087874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02KlNmoYgI/AAAAAAAABBk/PBjTx1gOJtk/s320/warp(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guy beside me is Linh, and he is from Vietnam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02Ke9moYfI/AAAAAAAABBc/E2bOrJlaYa8/s1600-h/DSC00909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137915014436905458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02Ke9moYfI/AAAAAAAABBc/E2bOrJlaYa8/s320/DSC00909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we have Jolyn, Guoqiang, Myself and a 'extra' in the picture. So not odd number k Jo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02KT9moYeI/AAAAAAAABBU/z70CY4HBKUk/s1600-h/261120071254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137914825458344418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02KT9moYeI/AAAAAAAABBU/z70CY4HBKUk/s320/261120071254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a hectic week of lacking in sleep and 'intense' studying, I finally finished my examination for this sems. *cross-finger* Hopefully I can pass all... Pray, pray!!! Nan Mo Ah Mi Tuo Fo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after my paper today, I roamed aimlessly around for about 4 hours before getting my feet to Revenue House to pick up my darling! Fyi, she is working at AC Nielson and the office is situated over there. Wahaha... Oya before I got to meet up with Rach, I checked out Novena Square for any new updates and the rather new Velocity shopping mall. No choice, I too anxious in wanting to meet darling that I reached about 40 mins earlier. Wahaha... (To Qi bao bei, actually alot of food to eat lah but you too high class le. Wahaha.) Actually, nothing special there, only MPH 'aroused' my interest and I made my way there fliping through magazines at the periodical section. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I realized, 1720hr struck and I quickly wriggled my bum out of MPH and slide toward Revenue House to fulfil my self-fulfilment of being able to fetch her after work before she finishes her 'tenure' at AC Nielson by the end of this week. Haha. I am also looking forward to do so as I have not seen her for days due to the much needed 'isolation' during my exam period. *Guilty* -- Luckily she understands and gave alot of encouragement during this period; Thank you. Muack! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay!!! My Qi Bao Bei finally appears at 1735hr. Flashing me with those familiar mesmerising smile. Sweet!!! Haha. Darling, I always welcome those heart-warming first kiss on each date... Hehe *shy lah* Anyway, after some discussion we finally decided to go town for dinner and at the same time, to look at the Christmas lightning for this year... Dinner was simple but full of fun and laughter. Especially after my stupid act of mimicing darling's iconic noodle twisting tactic that causes me to drop a huge potion of my noodle on the table. Unintentionally but ultimate laughter catalyst on my cheery love. Priceless moment when she laugh like that. *wink* After dinner we went for our usual window shopping, along the way I was so tempted to buy so many things. Especially the new Polo Ralph Lauren Polo Tee, damn it! But I need to tighten my belt on such luxury goods lah... Mum going to kill me with all her nagging. Haha... Nvm I tahan, endure!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night was cut short after our short shopping stint at Paragon. It is actually due to my tiredness from the lack of sleep these few days. I have no choice but to finally acceed to darling's 'command' of asking me to go home and rest... Yes madam! Haha... &amp;amp; so here I am!!! Right at home sitting in front of the computer and typing my blog... Haha, so much for sleeping early yah... But really, I am glad to have meet up with Rach for the lovely evening even though I know it is a rather short one. Before I forgot, one thing to note is that I am truly proud of my darling. She got a Distinction and 3 Credits for year end examination. One or two subject(s) was/were (a) major concern(s) but she managed to get credit for both; a great improvement indeed. CONGRATS to you yah!!! Keep it up k!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oya last but not least, to Jolyn and Guoqiang and people who are having examinations now, Good Luck for all of your papers yah!!! Jiayou!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GoodNight! *Yawn* shit, jaw pain. --- due to intense yawning. Haha. Bye!&lt;br /&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/6446082584240848759-2470188129480801323?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2470188129480801323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2470188129480801323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2470188129480801323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2470188129480801323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/11/exam-over-and-1st-date.html' title='Exam over and the &apos;1st date&apos;...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R02Kv9moYiI/AAAAAAAABB0/ywuPZxfPrUY/s72-c/warp(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-3027492119504036206</id><published>2007-11-24T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:55:09.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muak!!!</title><content type='html'>24th Nov 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 7th month Mural!!! Yipee yay yay yipee yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R0fKMdmoYdI/AAAAAAAABBM/TN7LplOjEdU/s1600-h/7mth+month.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136296215493239250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R0fKMdmoYdI/AAAAAAAABBM/TN7LplOjEdU/s320/7mth+month.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolyn, don't jealous arh...&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/6446082584240848759-3027492119504036206?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/3027492119504036206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=3027492119504036206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3027492119504036206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3027492119504036206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/11/muak.html' title='Muak!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R0fKMdmoYdI/AAAAAAAABBM/TN7LplOjEdU/s72-c/7mth+month.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6341241849463027589</id><published>2007-11-22T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T02:34:44.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah! Something terrible happen leh!!!</title><content type='html'>22nd Nov 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R0R6ENmoYbI/AAAAAAAABBA/IYAjgijKf5I/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135363687898964402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R0R6ENmoYbI/AAAAAAAABBA/IYAjgijKf5I/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Don't read if it is going to fucking affect your mood!&lt;br /&gt;Somethings are just too weird...&lt;br /&gt;I were always unprepared...&lt;br /&gt;The stupidest thing can become a mountain in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Does feeling only entitle to girl? Fuck that thought.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why is there vulgarity over such things. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I am a cancerian for godsake!!! You are more moody than I am. WTF!&lt;br /&gt;You rather blog it and let the whole world thinking something terrible happened. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, exam is just around the corner. I have no mood to fight.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to fucking sleep. So much for setting my alarm at 0610. Reset!&lt;br /&gt;Period! &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/6446082584240848759-6341241849463027589?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6341241849463027589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6341241849463027589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6341241849463027589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6341241849463027589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/11/wah-something-terrible-happen-leh.html' title='Wah! Something terrible happen leh!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/R0R6ENmoYbI/AAAAAAAABBA/IYAjgijKf5I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4411896556966241198</id><published>2007-11-18T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T14:45:33.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy!</title><content type='html'>18th Nov 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first photo exchange that got us together. She look nice in the pic yah... Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rz_eqdmoYZI/AAAAAAAABA0/lv8LXv-0dw0/s1600-h/Darling+My+Only+Love+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134066921308184978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rz_eqdmoYZI/AAAAAAAABA0/lv8LXv-0dw0/s200/Darling+My+Only+Love+Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel Darling!!! Sorry that you have to go through a period of isolation with the upcoming of my examination. I know you are doing your best not to be grouchy and I truly appreciated it. Thank you thank you! Many kisses for you!!! Hopefully I can meet you on tuesday yah. I will try to rush through my Managerial Accounting revision by dinner time on tuesday yah. Haha... Oya, time flies and the 7th month is coming. I love you darling!!! Muack!!! (Jolyn and gang, don't laugh.) Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oya, darling is on the way down from west coast. She helped me to print my revision notes and delivering it to me personally. *Touched* Thank you.&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/6446082584240848759-4411896556966241198?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4411896556966241198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4411896556966241198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4411896556966241198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4411896556966241198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rz_eqdmoYZI/AAAAAAAABA0/lv8LXv-0dw0/s72-c/Darling+My+Only+Love+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8682211388614694170</id><published>2007-11-14T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T14:10:31.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sun</title><content type='html'>14 Nov 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzqQ2kZo0SI/AAAAAAAABAs/TQq2W2Jl1ZQ/s1600-h/54903600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132573992500646178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzqQ2kZo0SI/AAAAAAAABAs/TQq2W2Jl1ZQ/s320/54903600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Standing at the edge of the cliff I look into the horizon, and there I saw my Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Grinning with the sweetest smile, and that got me smitten instantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I was breatheless. But I wasn't grasping for air, for I know you are more than the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I raised my hand in the direction of the Sun, hoping to bathe in the warmth of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Saccharinely, you received my hand with the gentlest touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ever since, you have been giving me more than I know you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Providing me with love, joy and care daily. Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You being the Sun, I dare to say that my world revolve around you constantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You are my life source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I am deeply attached to you and I cannot imagine life without my Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;For the feeling of blissful is not just about me. It is the chemistry between the two of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When I say forever, I truly mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My life depends on the smile that you provided. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It always send a pulse of bliss wave whenever you flash your widest smile at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My Sun, there can only be one Sun in the universe and rest assured that you are the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6446082584240848759-8682211388614694170?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8682211388614694170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8682211388614694170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8682211388614694170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8682211388614694170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-sun.html' title='My Sun'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzqQ2kZo0SI/AAAAAAAABAs/TQq2W2Jl1ZQ/s72-c/54903600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-694197852950453098</id><published>2007-11-12T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:34:32.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful weekend...</title><content type='html'>12th Nov 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;No wonder she like to lay on my shoulder, I think it is very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rzcq5oo2neI/AAAAAAAABAk/v_J1uljHaiA/s1600-h/111120071160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131617470061649378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rzcq5oo2neI/AAAAAAAABAk/v_J1uljHaiA/s320/111120071160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As she poses for the camera,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzcqeIo2ndI/AAAAAAAABAc/qxGI2Bdd6oY/s1600-h/111120071148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131616997615246802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzcqeIo2ndI/AAAAAAAABAc/qxGI2Bdd6oY/s320/111120071148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She aims for my foot... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzcqQYo2ncI/AAAAAAAABAU/X7q4SJf0ZCw/s1600-h/111120071149+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131616761392045506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzcqQYo2ncI/AAAAAAAABAU/X7q4SJf0ZCw/s320/111120071149+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then she decided to give it a bite... Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzcqIoo2nbI/AAAAAAAABAM/kDCjp0QOIEs/s1600-h/111120071152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131616628248059314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzcqIoo2nbI/AAAAAAAABAM/kDCjp0QOIEs/s320/111120071152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We spend the whole of Sunday 'rotting' at home. Watching tv, drinking bubble tea, using the internet and etc. My brother was also at home with his girlfriend... Nonetheless, I had a wonderful time for the past 4 days... Simple activities but enormous satisfaction. Totally saccharine, totally blissful... I love you Rachel. Miss ya... Goodnight...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-694197852950453098?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/694197852950453098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=694197852950453098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/694197852950453098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/694197852950453098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/11/wonderful-weekend.html' title='A wonderful weekend...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rzcq5oo2neI/AAAAAAAABAk/v_J1uljHaiA/s72-c/111120071160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6168090830320705697</id><published>2007-11-11T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:19:52.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hectic but full of fun week...</title><content type='html'>11 November 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I haven been updating my blog faithfully lately. Wahaha... I hate my internet connection. My wireless connection seem to be having a lot of problems lately. Nonetheless, I am going to 'pen' down whatever I can still remember in this entry... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I think I haven post Branchel's 6th month anniversary mural yet. Tada!!! Here you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYiIo2nYI/AAAAAAAAA_0/pBmJvQsh0ms/s1600-h/Untitled+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131456537637068162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYiIo2nYI/AAAAAAAAA_0/pBmJvQsh0ms/s320/Untitled+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, Brancheling was all about fun and sweetness. We had a wonderful week and it will continue for a long long time. Tian tian de finally finished her examination and it could be one of the reason for the additional touch of saccharine feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I finally brought darling to my family gathering at Pasir Ris Costa Sand. I don't know why but I was more nervous as compared to darling. Haha. However, the nervousness was unfound for when I stepped into the chalet. I am truly proud of darling for she was able to hold her pose well by flashing her megawatt - smile at all my relatives. (Still remember the first time when she was on the way to see my parents, her nervousness made her look so grumpy and unwillingly.) Hence, yesterday was a great achievement on her part. She appeared shy throughout the night, but I don't think anyone can blame her since it was the first encounter with so many strangers in a single night yah. Luckily, she got by two young cousins to look to for distraction. Haha. Oya, this is one for the very few occasions I actually saw darling interacting positively with children. :p&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, some of my relatives managed to approach darling for conversations. I didn't quite remember what was her reply, but she certainly answered it with her trademark smiles and giggles. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for darling to go home; as her parents arrived, I have this feeling that darling was well received by my relatives. The saying goodbye part was good I think. One of my cousin even exclaimed asking her to join us again when she is free. Wahaha. With that, I accompanied darling to her dad's car, only to see her mum with a very interesting vintage spec. As Rach board the car, I waved goodbye to her mum as she waved back. I always have a nice feeling when her mum 'acknowledged' me. (According to darling testimony her mum was never like that before, so she claimed. Whahaha.) Oya her mum recently gave me a small bottle of CK 'be' perfume, in return of the gesture I bought her a little key-chain. Darling chose it and I paid for it. To my surprise a few days later, her mum bought me a 'feng shui' stone that was supposed to help in our studies. Why I say our? It is because she also bought the same stone for darling and her younger sister. &lt;em&gt;(Wahaha... Adjusting my tie, Smirk Face... Imagine!) Thank you auntie!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait wait... I drifted too far, coming back to the chalet again... After seeing darling off, I return to the chalet only to be ask by my relatives how darling go home, why she go home so early, and those who don't know where she went then ask where is she... From my younger cousins, Ryan and Russell, "Yizhi Kor kor, where is your girlfriend huh?" Haha... I bet they had a great game of badminton and soccer with darling. They like her!!! Hehe... Oya the little beach walk with darling, my brother and my 2 cousins was great. Short but fun. Period.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least I hope darling enjoyed herself and hope that when it is my turn I can do it well like darling. Your effort is appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some photos that was taken recently depicting some of the activities that I have went through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken in the heart of IKEA... We love brancheling at the mall for inspirations. Wahaha... I think this picture was well taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYdYo2nXI/AAAAAAAAA_s/4lacjY0zueE/s1600-h/051120071035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131456456032689522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYdYo2nXI/AAAAAAAAA_s/4lacjY0zueE/s320/051120071035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A short lunch over her area as she was having her revision at home. That is my bag fyi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYV4o2nWI/AAAAAAAAA_k/G9t5vriwV_o/s1600-h/061120071041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131456327183670626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYV4o2nWI/AAAAAAAAA_k/G9t5vriwV_o/s320/061120071041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is a tibetan 'LAMA'??? Drinking Bubble tea somemore? Wahaha... She is actually wrapping up herself in my warm drooled blanket. Wahaha... She loves 'bubble tea' though not the tea literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYBYo2nUI/AAAAAAAAA_U/MCrVCYRU_Iw/s1600-h/091120071125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131455974996352322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYBYo2nUI/AAAAAAAAA_U/MCrVCYRU_Iw/s320/091120071125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wore my arm PT attire while helping up with my reports... So cute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaX54o2nTI/AAAAAAAAA_M/MBUh2L3ocZo/s1600-h/091120071132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131455846147333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaX54o2nTI/AAAAAAAAA_M/MBUh2L3ocZo/s320/091120071132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oya, I went to the Istana... Beside the Singapore Crest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaXv4o2nSI/AAAAAAAAA_E/wHSmoca3I8Y/s1600-h/081120071094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131455674348641570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaXv4o2nSI/AAAAAAAAA_E/wHSmoca3I8Y/s320/081120071094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Istana... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaW54o2nRI/AAAAAAAAA-8/-r1o5Of5TZM/s1600-h/081120071062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131454746635705618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaW54o2nRI/AAAAAAAAA-8/-r1o5Of5TZM/s320/081120071062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our president and first lady... Btw can you see those bodyguards? They are with the cardholders around the neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaWzoo2nQI/AAAAAAAAA-0/qvrPeLCtyaA/s1600-h/081120071079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131454639261523202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaWzoo2nQI/AAAAAAAAA-0/qvrPeLCtyaA/s320/081120071079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A-Mei Concert with the 10,000 crowd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaWnIo2nPI/AAAAAAAAA-s/l3T8bAEELBw/s1600-h/081120071100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131454424513158386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaWnIo2nPI/AAAAAAAAA-s/l3T8bAEELBw/s320/081120071100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a really good concert... Worth the ticket. Superb vocal, dance and staging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaWUYo2nOI/AAAAAAAAA-k/buBpktkt-VA/s1600-h/081120071122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131454102390611170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaWUYo2nOI/AAAAAAAAA-k/buBpktkt-VA/s320/081120071122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mariam Birthday Celebration... This picture is the original group!!! The extra is the one taking the photo... Whahaha... Starting from left anti clockwise, Helaine the Kimchi, Mariam the Sofia, Jolyn the Xiaopang, Xiayan the Chilli Padi, Guoqiang the Kachang and last but not least ME!!! Whahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaV74o2nNI/AAAAAAAAA-c/p9J3NcT8C6o/s1600-h/IMG_9646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131453681483816146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaV74o2nNI/AAAAAAAAA-c/p9J3NcT8C6o/s320/IMG_9646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GQ, Xiayan, Jolyn and Mariam... Having dinner at an Indian vegetarian restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaVtIo2nMI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Rfu0RQfOH4s/s1600-h/031120071019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131453428080745666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaVtIo2nMI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Rfu0RQfOH4s/s320/031120071019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-6168090830320705697?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6168090830320705697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6168090830320705697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6168090830320705697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6168090830320705697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/11/hectic-but-full-of-fun-week.html' title='A hectic but full of fun week...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RzaYiIo2nYI/AAAAAAAAA_0/pBmJvQsh0ms/s72-c/Untitled+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2214298225694595301</id><published>2007-11-04T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:28:53.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS YOU!!!</title><content type='html'>4th Nov 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She have the sweetest pair of eyes... Electrifying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ry3ywHQGElI/AAAAAAAAA90/elNM3gR6vt0/s1600-h/20102007946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129022459039060562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ry3ywHQGElI/AAAAAAAAA90/elNM3gR6vt0/s320/20102007946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our sweet love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ry3yUHQGEkI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IJFySOcq_Yg/s1600-h/31102007975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129021978002723394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ry3yUHQGEkI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IJFySOcq_Yg/s320/31102007975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back at those days, I think it is really amazing how far things have come. I still have the vague memories of when I first 'know' her. It was the first 'joint' art lesson that we had when she was just a year 1 student and me as a year 2 student. I didnt have a good impression of her for I think she got attitude; maybe because she thinks she is pretty. Wahaha. Actually, like what I have told her before, I just think she look unique with her sharp features. During the first year of encountering, we didnt have much interactions to speak of. Firstly, because of a weird character whose name is 'silvia', darling and I have a slight 'misunderstanding'. Then as an executive member of the art club, Mr Tay always complained to me that she is not interested in joining art club and even skipping the activites when Mr Tay says it is compulsary. Luckily, with the early departure of 'silvia', attitude between darling and me became a 'hi' and 'bye' situation. The relationship improved. Wahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By my year 3 in school, things are getting better. We managed to speak to one another occasionally and the interaction increased with Mr Tay asking her to 'model' for my A' level art project. Whoohoo... (I still have two of those photo of her in school uniform) Hehe... Kinky... Oops... Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the end of year 3, smses between the two of us was steadily increasing... According with darling's account, she thinks our friendship intensified with a 'valentine sms' from me. (Actually I sent to alot of people as a well... Wahaha) Nonetheless, I think it was the right move!!! Whahaha... Skipping and skipping all the detail, I just want to say I truly love Branchel's love. Period!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I keeping thinking about all the changes and things that have happened. I just want to say that Rachel is definitely a sweet love to have. Her presence always brings laughter and happiness to a otherwise moody me. Even though she can have her fair share of emo and unhappiness but I know it is all because she just want to be close to me. I really treasure your love and I want it to remain like that. For Branchel is mostly about sweet love and happiness. Don't you think so darling? You told me you think I am funny even though Jolyn and gang thought otherwise yet... Whahaha... Oya darling, I really think you look splendid in dresses and skirts. (Even though alot of guys keep looking at her, damn it!!!) Wahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling, I miss you!!! Miss your kisses and hugs... Most IMPORTANTLY; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU...&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/6446082584240848759-2214298225694595301?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2214298225694595301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2214298225694595301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2214298225694595301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2214298225694595301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-miss-you.html' title='I MISS YOU!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ry3ywHQGElI/AAAAAAAAA90/elNM3gR6vt0/s72-c/20102007946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5456081440933680208</id><published>2007-10-21T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:13:24.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th month...</title><content type='html'>20th Oct 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling wrote the best and sweetest blog entry as yet for our 6th month anniversary. Totally tian tian de. Hence I cannot keep mum and not blog about it even though my laptop internet function totally screwed up! I gotta 'chased' my brother away from his desktop so that I have the chance to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;20th October 2007, I woke up in the morning feeling great. I know it is going to be a great day since she is feeling exceptionally high! When she is in good mood, she can do the sweetest thing that you least expected. Read her blog and you will get what I mean. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;6 months just flew passed and many things have had happened. I cannot possibly blog down everything but I know I am truly happy. No one relationship is without its fair share of hiccups but we both know that Branchel's Love will truimphs all. Any setback is just another hurdle cleared. In place are better understanding and a step nearer towards the future.&lt;br /&gt;Darling has a pair of easily cold hands, when I hold it I know I can provide her with all the warmth that she needs. When she digged her head and snuggled up my chest, I know I can provide her with all the security she needs. When she looks deep into my eyes, I can truly sense her love and emotional dependency for me. I truly hoped she can sense mine too...&lt;br /&gt;Although what lies in the future is unpredictable but I know it will be beautiful as long as we 'sail' together in the right course. Remember? She is my navigator. *Giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, I want to thank you for all the wonderful memories that we shared... Trust me, all of them are absolutely beautiful. Just like you are... 121212&lt;br /&gt;I love you. *shy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-5456081440933680208?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5456081440933680208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5456081440933680208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5456081440933680208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5456081440933680208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/10/6th-month.html' title='6th month...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6042557746158091914</id><published>2007-10-16T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T14:28:43.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandon's Watch Collection...</title><content type='html'>October 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DKNY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Market Price: SGD 350&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxWptQNjG6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/IWCfe8DADoM/s1600-h/17102007937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122186746114808738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxWptQNjG6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/IWCfe8DADoM/s320/17102007937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAG Heuer&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Formula 1&lt;/strong&gt; Indy 500&lt;br /&gt;A limited edition by TAG Heuer to commemorate the opening of F1 track in Innapolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTfsgNjG5I/AAAAAAAAA9c/CL_bOazd_qo/s1600-h/21092007800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121964631881096082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTfsgNjG5I/AAAAAAAAA9c/CL_bOazd_qo/s320/21092007800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTfMgNjG3I/AAAAAAAAA9M/YL97jxjC7nc/s1600-h/21092007818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121964082125282162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTfMgNjG3I/AAAAAAAAA9M/YL97jxjC7nc/s320/21092007818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MZI Watches Co.&lt;/strong&gt; Germany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gold Plated. Mechanical Skeleton Hand-Winding watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Market Price: USD 999&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A beautiful watch with detailed engraving and time mechanisms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTeuQNjG2I/AAAAAAAAA9E/uZgeg3eKXsE/s1600-h/28092007849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121963562434239330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTeuQNjG2I/AAAAAAAAA9E/uZgeg3eKXsE/s320/28092007849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A piece of Art...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTd9QNjG1I/AAAAAAAAA88/S1s3VYPDtG8/s1600-h/28092007851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121962720620649298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTd9QNjG1I/AAAAAAAAA88/S1s3VYPDtG8/s320/28092007851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aeromatic 1912&lt;/strong&gt;, Frankfurt/Germany&lt;br /&gt;Silver Skeleton Automatic watch.&lt;br /&gt;Market Price: SGD 399&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTdAQNjG0I/AAAAAAAAA80/_4fOpzjA6Jg/s1600-h/21092007786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121961672648629058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTdAQNjG0I/AAAAAAAAA80/_4fOpzjA6Jg/s320/21092007786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casio watches...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casio Edifice Chronograph&lt;/div&gt;Market Price: SGD 145&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTbtQNjGyI/AAAAAAAAA8k/9xP6y3xKgLc/s1600-h/21092007822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121960246719486754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTbtQNjGyI/AAAAAAAAA8k/9xP6y3xKgLc/s320/21092007822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casio Edifice&lt;br /&gt;Market Price: SGD 85&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTbiQNjGxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/NrtvDpNQudg/s1600-h/16102007935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121960057740925714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxTbiQNjGxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/NrtvDpNQudg/s320/16102007935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6446082584240848759-6042557746158091914?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6042557746158091914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6042557746158091914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6042557746158091914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6042557746158091914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/10/brandons-watch-collection.html' title='Brandon&apos;s Watch Collection...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RxWptQNjG6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/IWCfe8DADoM/s72-c/17102007937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4206185867619688346</id><published>2007-10-07T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:35:50.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my Sunshine...</title><content type='html'>7th October 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my sunshine after the rain&lt;br /&gt;You're the cure against my fear and my pain&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm losing my mind when you're not around&lt;br /&gt;Its all (It's all) It's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I, really know by now&lt;br /&gt;Since we met that day&lt;br /&gt;You showed me the way&lt;br /&gt;I felt it then you gave me love I can't describe&lt;br /&gt;How much I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;I said baby I should have known by now&lt;br /&gt;Should heave been reight there whenever you gave me love&lt;br /&gt;And if only you were here&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you yes I'd tell you(oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You're my sunshine after the rain&lt;br /&gt;You're the cure against my fear and my pain&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm losing my mind when you're not around&lt;br /&gt;Its all (It's all) It's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;If I knew how to tell you what's on my mind(make you understand)&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd always be there right by your side&lt;br /&gt;You're my sunshine after the rain&lt;br /&gt;You're the cure against my fear and my pain&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm losing my mind when you're not aroundI&lt;br /&gt;ts all (It's all) It's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;You're my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;You're my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4206185867619688346?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4206185867619688346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4206185867619688346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4206185867619688346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4206185867619688346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='You are my Sunshine...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6399312054546237246</id><published>2007-10-02T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:57:51.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young PAP...</title><content type='html'>3rd October 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwJmqwNjGwI/AAAAAAAAA8U/uAQgxLGKDTY/s1600-h/29092007855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116765011328572162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwJmqwNjGwI/AAAAAAAAA8U/uAQgxLGKDTY/s320/29092007855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A glimspe into the operation of the People's Action Party. Situated at an old Bedok estate, no one can imagine such an humble building actually belongs to a party which have governed Singapore for the past 42 years. When I first saw it, I thought I arrived at the wrong place. All because the PAP's building look like an old community centre back in the 90's. I were only assured that was the place when members of the Young PAP came to ask me whether I was there for the party introductory session... Gosh...This is the exact place where our MM Lee Kuan Yew helps to grow PAP into what it is today and it has such a 'humble' notation behind that little building. Most probably the party just want to portray a clean, honest and humble party image to the public and the world. Mind you, senior party members from China came for exchanges and they were totally taken aback by what they saw. It is a total contrast to what they have back home. In China, the communist party's buildings are always the grandest and most modern one at all level; provincial, county and at state level. In this case, I think PAP has succeeded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guest for the day was comrade Ms Josephine Teo, Member of Parliament for Bishan-Toa Payoh GRC, Vice- Chairman for Young PAP, Director of NTUC Youth Development Unit and Human Resource Department. The moment she entered the auditorium, she already made a lasting impression on me. Friendly, no air(at least to the party members), confident, persuasive and very mentor-like. The informal introductory session was very informative and worthwhile. She gave plenty of personal experiences and she even managed to keep the conversation on-going for two hours or so... I listened with a very open-mind, not wanting to be influenced any 'myth'. I was amused with the way she was able to address all the ministers and MPs by their names, except for MM, SM, PM and our President. Haha. In the party, the 'barrier' was broken down to the minimum to encourage camaraderie within the party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, I left the PAP HQ with a 'bag' of new experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-6399312054546237246?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6399312054546237246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6399312054546237246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6399312054546237246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6399312054546237246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/10/young-pap.html' title='Young PAP...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwJmqwNjGwI/AAAAAAAAA8U/uAQgxLGKDTY/s72-c/29092007855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-337248102143837200</id><published>2007-10-02T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:34:35.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perankan Hunting...</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip down to the eastern part of Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling was always fascinated about my 1/4 Peranakan bloodline... Hence, the search of my "root"... Down to Katong we go... A uniquely styled shop featuring authentical peranakan accessories and clothings. Those 'ba bas' aunties in the shop are really friendly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhlgNjGvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/NU_AtlkR-9M/s1600-h/22092007832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116407579855231730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhlgNjGvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/NU_AtlkR-9M/s320/22092007832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aston's Specialties.... Prime Ribeye Extra Cut, Mushroom Sauce Pork Chop, Black Pepper Chicken Chop, Herb Grilled fish... Slurps!!! Come with generous two side-dishes for each main course... Haha... Good customer services too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhZgNjGuI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1ZR-TWDLikQ/s1600-h/22092007829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116407373696801506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhZgNjGuI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1ZR-TWDLikQ/s320/22092007829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhTANjGtI/AAAAAAAAA78/4eq6pPaPCX4/s1600-h/22092007828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116407262027651794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhTANjGtI/AAAAAAAAA78/4eq6pPaPCX4/s320/22092007828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhHgNjGsI/AAAAAAAAA70/3CnogOuazpo/s1600-h/22092007824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116407064459156162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhHgNjGsI/AAAAAAAAA70/3CnogOuazpo/s320/22092007824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Octopi wanted a sip too... Thanks to our tian tian de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEgwANjGrI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Etw1eMarGFY/s1600-h/22092007825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406660732230322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEgwANjGrI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Etw1eMarGFY/s320/22092007825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day Octopi was 'conceived'... The pultry lips they share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEgdgNjGqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/x9slReiFkC8/s1600-h/19092007764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406342904650402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEgdgNjGqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/x9slReiFkC8/s320/19092007764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of those days that required us to sweat out... From Katong we walked all the way to Parkway Parade, then to Changi Airport before back to East Coast Park again... Hectic and packed Schedule... Simply lovely... Simply Simplistic Sweetness... Love the trekking, love the shoulder sling and the 'sealion' laughter all day long... Hehehe...&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/6446082584240848759-337248102143837200?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/337248102143837200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=337248102143837200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/337248102143837200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/337248102143837200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/10/perankan-hunting.html' title='Perankan Hunting...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RwEhlgNjGvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/NU_AtlkR-9M/s72-c/22092007832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-180783919279578044</id><published>2007-09-21T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:15:00.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Member of Parliament.</title><content type='html'>21st September 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMBER OF PARLIAMENT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(noun)&lt;br /&gt;an elected member of the British Parliament: a member of the House of Commons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Members of Parliament (MPs) consist of either elected, non-constituency or nominated Members. The majority of MPs are elected into Parliament at a General Election on a first-past-the-post basis and represent either Single Member or Group Representation Constituencies (GRCs).MPs act as a bridge between the community and the Government by ensuring that the concerns of their constituents are heard in Parliament. The present Eleventh Parliament has 94 MPs consisting of 84 elected MPs, one NCMP and nine NMPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elected Members&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In GRCs, political parties field a team of between three to six candidates. At least one candidate in the team must belong to a minority race. This requirement ensures that parties contesting the elections in GRCs are multi-racial so that minority races will be represented in Parliament. There were 14 GRCs in the 2006 General Election and 9 Single Member constituencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Non-Constituency Members&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Constitution also provides for the appointment of other MPs not voted in at a General Election. Up to three Non-Constituency Members of Parliament (NCMPs) from the opposition political parties can be appointed. This is to ensure that there will be a minimum number of opposition representatives in Parliament and that views other than the Government's can be expressed in Parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nominated Members&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A constitutional provision for the appointment of up to nine Nominated Members of Parliament (NMPs) was made in 1990 to ensure a wide representation of community views in Parliament. NMPs are appointed by the President of Singapore for a term of two and a half years on the recommendation of a Special Select Committee of Parliament chaired by the Speaker. NMPs are not connected to any political parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have anyone of you thought of becoming a Member of Parliament before?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always have an strong interest in politics, I think it is a very interesting arena to explore. Many people lives are affected by politics. Everyday lives in fact. The things you took for granted or even the things that you hated... The pavement you walk on and the recent GST hike are just some decisions made by the government that affect us. I think it is really a blessing to be able to bring about changes to the status quo. Although not all changes will be welcomed, but the people behind those changes will be 'made' important. For instance, every thursday, my constituency MP will hold her 'meet the people session' few blocks away from my block. If people not familiar with the scene, you can think along the line of a popular GP with lots of patients waiting outside the clinic. This is the exact thought I had when I first saw it... You see my point? People flocks to MP for 'cure', for solution. Be it a simple appeal letter to the court, or an appeal letter to school to allow the child to enter certain primary school, you need to know that a MP can make a difference. He/She become important to people who need his/her help. Yes. They are inportant without you even knowing. You must understand that the seat that they hold in the parliament will make or break a bill. Bill that become law that will brings about changes to your life. Yes. They affect your life ad you cannot deny it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First I will be joining a political party to gain certain experience. Who knows what will happen 10 to 15 years down the road. Right? I hope to make a difference too... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-180783919279578044?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/180783919279578044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=180783919279578044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/180783919279578044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/180783919279578044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/09/member-of-parliament.html' title='Member of Parliament.'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6519955362672990678</id><published>2007-09-18T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T04:01:01.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throbbing headache...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;With my throbbing headache because of migraine, I want to pour out all my SHITs!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Distorted though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stress, so many things on my mind that I wish to be alone for a long time... I want to be away from reality. I want to be away from making choices. I want to be away from responsibilities. I want to be away from explaining things. Whatever I have said or done, I can never satisfiy anyone. Not even to myself when I think I have done all I could. Most importantly, indecisive is in my gene. I hate words... I cannot express well with words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stress with money, with school, with family and relationships... Nothing can stay happy for a long time. Just like rainbow, they vanished just when you thought they are the most beautiful. Maybe my parents were correct to suspect I was once dissociated from reality. I hope I can be like that now... No one can truly be there for me. Whenever I am stress or unhappy, there will be more unnecessary stress and unhappiness finding theirs way to me. Darkness and the night is the best comfort zone for me... I love to sleep my troubles through before I got too emo. Yes. I am useless. I tends to be rule by the night lord, not rationale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate to be 'frame', nothing seem to be more important than my actions. Not even when people claimed it was. In the first place, I was never good with words. If not I would not have hurt so many people close to me. Most of the time, I don't even realized it. But what if the things I said is true and it hurts? Does it mean that I have to be a hypocrite and not say it? I mean, even to people I thought I should be truthful to? Fine. I think I should keep mum about it. SHUT UP YOU BLOODY FUCKER SU! Shut your mind and shut your thought to steer away from your own trouble. STUPID...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am indebted to alot of people. I don't need to name them, for their names are deeply engraved in my heart. I am helpless. I don't have alot of friends or sources to seek comfort with. So I will remember those people I am indebted to... So many people have high expectations of me, but everytime I just fails them. I am truly ashamed of myself. My point is, don't expect much from a loser like me. I can never live up to expectation. Never before. Laugh if you want but I won't give a shit about it... Miyo's apple will understand... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stress, but you make it more stress... You make yourself sound pity, like you are the only one making the effort. You love to make a mountain out of a mole's hole... Ultimately, you are always about yourself. Like me, you are full of excuses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so helpless, I feel that I cannot even be tired when I really was. Everyone have different tolerance level... Is it a guilt to have lesser tolerance level? I hate assumption, especially those that will cause unnecessary conflicts. Can some scientists please come up with a kind of pill to let people like me to rest peacefully forever? I am so stress... My worries never stop coming, I know I have only myself to blame. As always my actions do not reflect what I preached... I am nobody. I totally feel insignificant. I was 'forced' into thinking this way. Pardon me not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be away for a few days... Goodnight to all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-6519955362672990678?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6519955362672990678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6519955362672990678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6519955362672990678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6519955362672990678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/09/throbbing-headache.html' title='Throbbing headache...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5766952344509281146</id><published>2007-09-17T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T05:14:42.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An early post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Someday during the month of September...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, a heave of relief for me. I finally received my examination results for this semester. All my fear for not doing well were unfound for. I gt a B+ (75-79) grade for all the subjects... I know I cannot be greedy but I just thought that I could have gotten a better grade for my Business Statistics... Haha. But all in all I am really greatful for what I have. Who know I could have gotten a lousier grade. *Touchwood* Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new semester is coming and I think it will be getting more and more difficult for me to cope with. *Stress*... The thought of me be having Managerial Accounting for the next semester is enough to put me on cold feet. Haiz, how arh??? M.A alot more difficult than Financial Accounting leh --- I took it last sems... Adding on to the woe will be memorising subjects like Marketing and Human Resource... (I think I should act like Guoqiang; 'mugging' all day long... Haha... Anyway I did manage to do that 'mugging' thing during the first one and a half month when I just started school too.) Seriously, I don't like to memorise things, not even remembering my own handphone number. I have the tendency to forget things that I thought I can easily remember it. 'Remembering' and 'forgetting' is a chore that can happens concurrently in my mind within the split seconds... It doesn't helps that I attended abacus lesson during primary school. Haha. Actually I don't think there is any link anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I can do well for my remaining three semester before I have to decide which course to major in... Anyway food for thoughts, I am thinking about majoring along the line of Accountancy, Management or Economics and Finance. Hmm... Actually, it still doesn't really matter at this point of time, I just want to set a short term goal to motivate myself at this point of time... &amp;amp; I mean SHORT TERM goal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she smile will even melt the Ice cap up north.... Erm, can someone get me a shade please???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ru2Hv6iIL_I/AAAAAAAAA7c/9z1RaCF2RLQ/s1600-h/14092007743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110890409371381746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ru2Hv6iIL_I/AAAAAAAAA7c/9z1RaCF2RLQ/s320/14092007743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her frowning... Her pig face she said... Wahaha... Fyi I wasn't even touching her chin... Camera effect. I miss her... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ru2Ho6iIL-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/HVJhSXji0ss/s1600-h/14092007742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110890289112297442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ru2Ho6iIL-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/HVJhSXji0ss/s320/14092007742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cats!!!... I realised I know alot of cat lovers... Why people like cat arh? No offence to this group of people... But I really don't like cats. The only time I thought cat are better is when I compare them to rat... (hamster are excluded) They are not loyal pets to begin with, and when they purred, they look like egyptian sacred cat... So evil and scary... Eeewww... Their eyes lack friendliness too. Like ah beng staring at people sia... And the only time they come near people are when they are hungry. Seriously, I don't hate cat, I just don't like it (unless kitten lah) and don't understand why people will want to keep them as pet... Okokok, I just think cat are slighty cleaner that's all... No more. Haha... Oya before I forgot, I like Garfield and Slyvester though!!! Hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope the wiper will start on its' own... I bet it will scare the shit out of this lazing cat... Whoohoo!!! Meow!!! !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ru2Gj6iIL6I/AAAAAAAAA60/pRS5ecDvQ_A/s1600-h/14092007734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110889103701323682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ru2Gj6iIL6I/AAAAAAAAA60/pRS5ecDvQ_A/s320/14092007734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wai wai! I had an enjoyable 'shopping' and 'feasting' trip... Thank you... Love it... &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/6446082584240848759-5766952344509281146?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5766952344509281146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5766952344509281146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5766952344509281146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5766952344509281146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/09/early-post.html' title='An early post...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ru2Hv6iIL_I/AAAAAAAAA7c/9z1RaCF2RLQ/s72-c/14092007743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-9143781966871520434</id><published>2007-09-13T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T03:23:16.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rug8mqiIL5I/AAAAAAAAA6s/znYs0tYA7-0/s1600-h/11092007731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109400412201955218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rug8mqiIL5I/AAAAAAAAA6s/znYs0tYA7-0/s320/11092007731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6446082584240848759-9143781966871520434?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/9143781966871520434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=9143781966871520434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9143781966871520434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9143781966871520434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/09/tonight.html' title='Tonight...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rug8mqiIL5I/AAAAAAAAA6s/znYs0tYA7-0/s72-c/11092007731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4848307217218648028</id><published>2007-09-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:34:08.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought you meant it...</title><content type='html'>7th August 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things were said and I am glad I were told...&lt;br /&gt;Many things were said and I accepted it whole-heartedly...&lt;br /&gt;Many things were said and I live with it even though it really does matter alot to me initially...&lt;br /&gt;Many things were said and I never played the blaming game before...&lt;br /&gt;Many things were said and I thought all were the truth...&lt;br /&gt;Many things were said and I thought you were being responsible...&lt;br /&gt;Many things were said and I trust you to be rational...&lt;br /&gt;Many things were said and I felt deluded tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4848307217218648028?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4848307217218648028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4848307217218648028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4848307217218648028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4848307217218648028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-thought-you-meant-it.html' title='I thought you meant it...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7911619379358340707</id><published>2007-09-06T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:08:22.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 methods of styling your girlfriend's hair!!!</title><content type='html'>5th August 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian tian de have a face that can suit to all kind of hair-styles... For the past few months, I actually have the privilege to see it up front... I called it the 'hair transitional period'... From the 'goofy' hairstyle as a friend till now a 'tai-tai' style... She looks great in all her hair-styles... Slurps... She dazzled me... 'Fainting' Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are 'proof'' of that... The pictures are mostly in descending order... The top few pictures being the more recent ones and so for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-d61tfVXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/SWQhxG44QqU/s1600-h/05092007702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106974136637281650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-d61tfVXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/SWQhxG44QqU/s200/05092007702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-dtltfVWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/GtmioyhRAKE/s1600-h/01092007690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106973909004014946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-dtltfVWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/GtmioyhRAKE/s200/01092007690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-dCltfVVI/AAAAAAAAA6U/eEr-bftJ2n8/s1600-h/01092007677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106973170269640018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-dCltfVVI/AAAAAAAAA6U/eEr-bftJ2n8/s200/01092007677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-cWVtfVUI/AAAAAAAAA6M/A6nk6l447Ug/s1600-h/31082007674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106972410060428610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-cWVtfVUI/AAAAAAAAA6M/A6nk6l447Ug/s200/31082007674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-b41tfVTI/AAAAAAAAA6E/_Yh4nsbKOZ8/s1600-h/13082007548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106971903254287666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-b41tfVTI/AAAAAAAAA6E/_Yh4nsbKOZ8/s200/13082007548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-beFtfVSI/AAAAAAAAA58/G_ADeD8LEOY/s1600-h/22082007633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106971443692786978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-beFtfVSI/AAAAAAAAA58/G_ADeD8LEOY/s200/22082007633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-bC1tfVRI/AAAAAAAAA50/PDXMmor7EcU/s1600-h/21072007323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106970975541351698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-bC1tfVRI/AAAAAAAAA50/PDXMmor7EcU/s200/21072007323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-aaFtfVQI/AAAAAAAAA5s/TvOLFWRf9bY/s1600-h/03072007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106970275461682434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-aaFtfVQI/AAAAAAAAA5s/TvOLFWRf9bY/s200/03072007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-aKVtfVPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/PfExpHC7FRs/s1600-h/30062007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106970004878742770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-aKVtfVPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/PfExpHC7FRs/s200/30062007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-ZultfVOI/AAAAAAAAA5c/G9sIsefff3U/s1600-h/22062007(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106969528137372898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-ZultfVOI/AAAAAAAAA5c/G9sIsefff3U/s200/22062007(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-ZB1tfVMI/AAAAAAAAA5M/dfKsGVqnKTw/s1600-h/369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106968759338226882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-ZB1tfVMI/AAAAAAAAA5M/dfKsGVqnKTw/s200/369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-Y0ltfVLI/AAAAAAAAA5E/td9KKdjuyZ0/s1600-h/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106968531704960178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-Y0ltfVLI/AAAAAAAAA5E/td9KKdjuyZ0/s200/300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-YF1tfVKI/AAAAAAAAA48/5csLZqyFEqQ/s1600-h/028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106967728546075810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-YF1tfVKI/AAAAAAAAA48/5csLZqyFEqQ/s200/028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-X11tfVJI/AAAAAAAAA40/OqmStiVUjJY/s1600-h/438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106967453668168850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-X11tfVJI/AAAAAAAAA40/OqmStiVUjJY/s200/438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-Xo1tfVII/AAAAAAAAA4s/lFfH0b8Ewe4/s1600-h/168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106967230329869442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-Xo1tfVII/AAAAAAAAA4s/lFfH0b8Ewe4/s200/168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-XfltfVHI/AAAAAAAAA4k/aOiURI4teKY/s1600-h/15072007235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106967071416079474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-XfltfVHI/AAAAAAAAA4k/aOiURI4teKY/s200/15072007235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-XN1tfVGI/AAAAAAAAA4c/FHrKH1Zxc-U/s1600-h/095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106966766473401442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-XN1tfVGI/AAAAAAAAA4c/FHrKH1Zxc-U/s200/095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-W_1tfVFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/dLr9Ap_JoE0/s1600-h/467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106966525955232850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-W_1tfVFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/dLr9Ap_JoE0/s200/467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-VxltfVDI/AAAAAAAAA4E/MIv0bwBxhSQ/s1600-h/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106965181630469170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-VxltfVDI/AAAAAAAAA4E/MIv0bwBxhSQ/s200/015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are still besties:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-UsltfU_I/AAAAAAAAA3k/mcTwSp1O0wU/s1600-h/466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106963996219495410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-UsltfU_I/AAAAAAAAA3k/mcTwSp1O0wU/s200/466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To my readers fan club!!! Hi there! *waves* I know who you are... Ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-7911619379358340707?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7911619379358340707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7911619379358340707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7911619379358340707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7911619379358340707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/09/101-methods-of-styling-your-girlfriends.html' title='101 methods of styling your girlfriend&apos;s hair!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rt-d61tfVXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/SWQhxG44QqU/s72-c/05092007702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8822279579722016322</id><published>2007-09-03T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:56:54.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thou shall giv u my attention...</title><content type='html'>3rd Sept 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heave of relief indicating the end of my examinations... Been a period of neglection for someone dear to me. It triggers off a chain of uncertainties and unsecure moment for her. I apologise for it, for causing the uneasiness in you. I promised to give you all the attention that I could but many events popped up along the way and I apologise for it again... Darn. Please don't feel negatively yah, for everyday will be a better day... How about starting from tomorrow??? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the forseeable future I see a air stewardess in the making... I don't have to imagine too hard for I see it in her... Be it SIA or Emirates, the sky will be yours... Live your dream and work for it yah. Accomplish the present and conquer the future... Note: You are deeply appreciated for your sweet intention... Thank you... Miss ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-8822279579722016322?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8822279579722016322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8822279579722016322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8822279579722016322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8822279579722016322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/09/thou-shall-giv-u-my-attention.html' title='Thou shall giv u my attention...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2255309522305500230</id><published>2007-08-26T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T17:27:03.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random mood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtFHWltfU9I/AAAAAAAAA3U/jZKRjmZfbQE/s1600-h/22082007633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102938306193085394" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtFA-FtfU6I/AAAAAAAAA28/RNQv20cB5Vg/s200/23082007650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtFAxVtfU5I/AAAAAAAAA20/JPEijLPObHo/s1600-h/Image205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102931069173191570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtFAxVtfU5I/AAAAAAAAA20/JPEijLPObHo/s200/Image205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtFAeFtfU4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/WNUWRRpHSpU/s1600-h/Image215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102930738460709762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtFAeFtfU4I/AAAAAAAAA2s/WNUWRRpHSpU/s200/Image215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtE_41tfU3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/W7cVCgrxJb8/s1600-h/22082007641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102930098510582642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtE_41tfU3I/AAAAAAAAA2k/W7cVCgrxJb8/s200/22082007641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtE_j1tfU2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZnImUY2f-0k/s1600-h/22082007636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102929737733329762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtE_j1tfU2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZnImUY2f-0k/s200/22082007636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-2255309522305500230?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2255309522305500230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2255309522305500230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2255309522305500230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2255309522305500230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-mood.html' title='Random mood...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RtFHWltfU9I/AAAAAAAAA3U/jZKRjmZfbQE/s72-c/22082007633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5099194684459580650</id><published>2007-08-25T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T18:15:50.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Examination...</title><content type='html'>25th August 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debit Utilities Expenses, Credit Utilities Payable account...&lt;br /&gt;Chi-Squares, Anova- Critical value...&lt;br /&gt;7Cs, memorandum, letters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, All these terms keep on appearing in my dream... Can't have a good night with all these terms scaring the shot out of me in the middleof the night! &amp; I swear that I was 'doing' accounting in my dream this morning. Damn it!!! Haha... No matter how much I studied, I have never felt totally prepared for any examination before. STRESS!!! stress!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless I wanna thank her for taking the effort to make this stressful period a better one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye off for dinner...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-5099194684459580650?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5099194684459580650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5099194684459580650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5099194684459580650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5099194684459580650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/08/examination.html' title='Examination...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8763532434440628578</id><published>2007-08-14T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:23:44.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody moody moody... ...</title><content type='html'>14th August 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she lovely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RsHChVnqAbI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uFVqBGT06xg/s1600-h/13082007550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098570131155059122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RsHChVnqAbI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uFVqBGT06xg/s200/13082007550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepy-head... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RsHCalnqAaI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Slk6cozzy9A/s1600-h/12082007534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098570015190942114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RsHCalnqAaI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Slk6cozzy9A/s200/12082007534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A moody day for me... Woke up to a emotion triggering msg and it start off a chain of 'sui' incidents... A fear that is unnecessary but not unfound for. &amp; today it just happen... I am not a saint or a magician, I cannot change things that are beyond a mortal touch. I guess I can only live with the possibility of many more such 'incident'. The idea of moving to a new venue only add on to the woes... I hate the shift, for I am totally helpless with it. I fear the idea of not being able to rectify any mishap if there are. I hate it. I always cannot manipulate my feeling accordingly. I thought I can, but I can't. I am not good at people to people relationship. &amp;amp; it totally sucks! Other than this, I thought I will be alright by noon but the so near yet so far feeling is just too terrible. Standing there hoping to have a dose of sweetness, but turn out that it was just a brush of happiness. Brush as in totally losing the chance when our timing just don't conform. With head down I reach for the lecture. (oya, saw glynis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The short call from the lt room did manage to bring up my mood. But it was short-lived with the appearance of a cashless ez-link card... Haha. Hence, gotta make new plan that 'coincidentally' crashes with a twist from the former. Everything is just wrong today. The mood just got darker and darker... Whoever cracked a lame joke or anything that is simply not funny at all actually received a backlash from your truly, ME! I don't understand why some people just think that they can crack 'joke' like it is in their blood. I am sorry, you can't. Most of the time if anyone smile or laugh back, it is because they think you are stupid! Pathetic! I bet you were stunned when I shoot-back at you and it caused the uproar from the rest... You are pathetic... You are a miserable worm. A not so funny clown indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my mood is moody, I can 'make' everything that you think it is funny not so funny eventually. Boo! Watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got home like really early today, and the incoming msges just keep on perking up my evening... By now when I am going to finish this entry. I am perfectly myself already. A series of 'unfortunate stuffs' will not cause me to falter. For tomorrow I will be going for a morning 'routine' that I have not been following it faithfully for some times now. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I think I am a paranoid not so important person (I am part of a multi-tasking) waiting for the world to consume me with 'sickening' people around.&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/6446082584240848759-8763532434440628578?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8763532434440628578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8763532434440628578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8763532434440628578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8763532434440628578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/08/moody-moody-moody.html' title='Moody moody moody... ...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RsHChVnqAbI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uFVqBGT06xg/s72-c/13082007550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6042808420588144788</id><published>2007-08-10T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:23:12.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packed week...</title><content type='html'>7,8,9 August 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Xiayan, Branchel has 'consumed' Brandon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwfLVnqAYI/AAAAAAAAA18/tLLeoyLduvI/s1600-h/09082007490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096983157919056258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwfLVnqAYI/AAAAAAAAA18/tLLeoyLduvI/s320/09082007490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her Chin Chow &amp; My Milk Tea...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrwe9VnqAXI/AAAAAAAAA10/oS9dKNBYOes/s1600-h/08082007487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096982917400887666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrwe9VnqAXI/AAAAAAAAA10/oS9dKNBYOes/s320/08082007487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our second trip over the causeway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrweZ1nqAWI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xjfEVQKf8rw/s1600-h/07082007472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096982307515531618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrweZ1nqAWI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xjfEVQKf8rw/s320/07082007472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her Wee wee wee eee eee cannot make it for the trip... He has more impt ppl &amp; things in his life to miss two outings straight... Oops...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrweG1nqAVI/AAAAAAAAA1k/V0zKrINLt9Y/s1600-h/07082007474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096981981098017106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrweG1nqAVI/AAAAAAAAA1k/V0zKrINLt9Y/s320/07082007474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their curiousity over a "IDOL" competition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrwd9VnqAUI/AAAAAAAAA1c/1grz9GKyUio/s1600-h/07082007478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096981817889259842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrwd9VnqAUI/AAAAAAAAA1c/1grz9GKyUio/s200/07082007478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jolyn &amp; Guoqiang... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrwc_1nqATI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2Lm0yDe9MPA/s1600-h/07082007479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096980761327305010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrwc_1nqATI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2Lm0yDe9MPA/s200/07082007479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;89 Ringgit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwZS1nqASI/AAAAAAAAA1M/E_bsRsEPTuM/s1600-h/07082007485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096976689698308386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwZS1nqASI/AAAAAAAAA1M/E_bsRsEPTuM/s320/07082007485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ECP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwY5FnqARI/AAAAAAAAA1E/mMGhWdf6Jwc/s1600-h/09082007496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096976247316676882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwY5FnqARI/AAAAAAAAA1E/mMGhWdf6Jwc/s320/09082007496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guoqiang birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwYwlnqAQI/AAAAAAAAA08/ml5Q1ri7C9M/s1600-h/09082007492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096976101287788802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwYwlnqAQI/AAAAAAAAA08/ml5Q1ri7C9M/s320/09082007492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The jetty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwYoVnqAPI/AAAAAAAAA00/XfLrxAm5lOg/s1600-h/09082007494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096975959553868018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwYoVnqAPI/AAAAAAAAA00/XfLrxAm5lOg/s320/09082007494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A surprise NDP glimpse... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwXklnqAOI/AAAAAAAAA0s/lz51APCBcsM/s1600-h/09082007499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096974795617730786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwXklnqAOI/AAAAAAAAA0s/lz51APCBcsM/s320/09082007499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; : ) Hapi Bdae Little Red Dot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwXdFnqANI/AAAAAAAAA0k/HN-Xu4ilxoQ/s1600-h/09082007501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096974666768711890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwXdFnqANI/AAAAAAAAA0k/HN-Xu4ilxoQ/s320/09082007501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-6042808420588144788?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6042808420588144788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6042808420588144788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6042808420588144788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6042808420588144788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/08/packed-week.html' title='Packed week...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RrwfLVnqAYI/AAAAAAAAA18/tLLeoyLduvI/s72-c/09082007490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7427866950866592475</id><published>2007-08-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:54:29.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the past week...</title><content type='html'>06th August 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAhahaha... I start with a laugh to cover the fact that I have not been updating my blog for the past one week... My apology to all hardcore Branchel's fans... "Pui" Hahaha... It has been a fruitful week of tian tian de. ( Disregarding all the hectic school projects and assignments. ) Oya something to note... She finally started her shopping spree I guess... Bought two flats and many more shorts and dresses are on the way... Haha... Oops, am I even supposed to mention that? Ha. Anyway, the 'tian tian de' feeling is always around... The shorter weekends does not really affect the amount of fun that we having. In fact, it has never been better... Haha. Some small observations, recently some guys are trying to hit on her from what I understand. One 'big-headed' golden monkey, one 'tan and sturdy' sea-elephant and many more... ( identity have been changed to protect these 'animals', good right! ) Anyway, she is always attracting alot of unwanted attention from her dressing and her unintentional 'dian'. Damn it... Haha... I can't do much except to accept it. But I am so gotta shoot any 'animals' if ever I see them. I got unapproachable look if ever you cross my 'territory'... Watch out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have joined the vivocity photo competition... Here I have a potential model in the making to aid me in competition, should I have joined... Haha... Nonetheless, I think she looks very natural in this shot... Simply photogenic... Attractive yah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc--lnqAMI/AAAAAAAAA0c/q50MOk18Rzc/s1600-h/Next+top+model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095610748364259522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc--lnqAMI/AAAAAAAAA0c/q50MOk18Rzc/s400/Next+top+model.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Due to some unforseen circumstances, she knocked on her elbow and got a real bad bruise. Here I am! Taking full advantage of the situation to 'torture' her!!! Whahaha... Can you see her comical reaction? I so wanted to pinch her on her cheeks when she reacted this way... Haha. But really arh, so kelian lah she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc-11nqALI/AAAAAAAAA0U/OsHVg4NY4uk/s1600-h/01082007428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095610598040404146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc-11nqALI/AAAAAAAAA0U/OsHVg4NY4uk/s320/01082007428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey Hepburn??? Hahaha... I think Tian tian de is more attractive. I dun care if she thinks I am being bias or not. Cause she is such a darling to me!!! Oya, in this picture, doesn't she look totally in place with the 'Straw hat'? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc9JVnqAJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/I9vrsyieEvY/s1600-h/Audrey+Hepburn+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095608734024597650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc9JVnqAJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/I9vrsyieEvY/s320/Audrey+Hepburn+again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was snap while touching my nose. It seem like I was digging my nose!!! Wrong!!! I am innocent! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc7b1nqAHI/AAAAAAAAAz0/eWHF2yc6MhQ/s1600-h/05082007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095606852828921970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc7b1nqAHI/AAAAAAAAAz0/eWHF2yc6MhQ/s200/05082007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet cup of hot chocolate to start the day... Enjoy the drink, enjoying her accompany... "I'm &lt;em&gt;Loving&lt;/em&gt; it" ( Mcdonald song ) Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc651nqAGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/VAt7dj2P7z8/s1600-h/06082007458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095606268713369698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc651nqAGI/AAAAAAAAAzs/VAt7dj2P7z8/s320/06082007458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OO oo oo noooooo, her eyes are dropping out... I am wearing sunglass now while typing... Her 'voltage' is too glaring for me... Dian dao wo le!!! Slurps!!! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc5x1nqAFI/AAAAAAAAAzk/dLHfTGaeSJw/s1600-h/06082007464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095605031762788434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc5x1nqAFI/AAAAAAAAAzk/dLHfTGaeSJw/s320/06082007464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-7427866950866592475?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7427866950866592475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7427866950866592475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7427866950866592475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7427866950866592475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/08/for-past-week.html' title='For the past week...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rrc--lnqAMI/AAAAAAAAA0c/q50MOk18Rzc/s72-c/Next+top+model.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8713714519047333008</id><published>2007-07-29T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:29:54.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy!!!</title><content type='html'>29th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that starry starry night, I saw the brightest star of all gleaming at me. My heart was captured. You made me want to reach for the sky and made you mine. With a few good souls help, you finally fall from the sky and slipped into my heart. Ever since that fateful night, I am so used to your snuggling and the way your smiles warmed my heart... I am addicted to you now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqykFlnqAEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Walwwf3zrfM/s1600-h/27072007416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092625694553931842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqykFlnqAEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Walwwf3zrfM/s320/27072007416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rqyj0lnqADI/AAAAAAAAAzU/UXHLBQ1oJC8/s1600-h/28072007417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092625402496155698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rqyj0lnqADI/AAAAAAAAAzU/UXHLBQ1oJC8/s320/28072007417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey!!! I am back to blog again... Haha... Kind of busy lately to even blog faithfully. (Excuses)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another weekends have passed. Time really flies. Last week was the first time she made me a sandwich and this week, she made me two hamburgers!!! Whoohoo... Tian tian de. I think she is going to be really domesticated. Reason being other than making me breakfast, she even ironed my clothes. Whahaha... Double tian... Even though we may have been through some disagreement lately, but after each 'raining' the grass on the other side is greener than before. We grow with 'fall's &amp; 'bruisies'. Stronger then before and closer as ever... Branchel is even more tian tian de. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In school, we are known as Branchel or Tian tian de. Mostly my schoolmates know us as Branchel, while her classmates know us as Tian tian de. Haha. (I still remembered that 'shivering' episode by her friends that cause darling to laugh shyly.) Last friday, I was even teased by my classmates for walking to the bus-stop alone. They always assumed that we are inseparable... Haha. Of course it is true to a certain level. If we have a choice, we will certainly not want to part with each other for even a mere second. Haha. That is why the 'Ninja-ing' part is rather important... Sweet moment &amp; long silence conversation... Apparently, nothing is free, hence we are cutting back on it to save for the rainy days... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never mind that, for I still love her the way it is... I miss her so much at this moment. I wanna hug her tight... Sulking for the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-8713714519047333008?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8713714519047333008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8713714519047333008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8713714519047333008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8713714519047333008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/yummy.html' title='Yummy!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqykFlnqAEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Walwwf3zrfM/s72-c/27072007416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-1387454070505006389</id><published>2007-07-25T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:16:52.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEPIA</title><content type='html'>24th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sepia Mode Gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYk_lnqACI/AAAAAAAAAzM/8FtBoqKrFSE/s1600-h/22072007361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090797103637725218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYk_lnqACI/AAAAAAAAAzM/8FtBoqKrFSE/s200/22072007361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYk1FnqABI/AAAAAAAAAzE/qTc2PjslaKo/s1600-h/23072007368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090796923249098770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYk1FnqABI/AAAAAAAAAzE/qTc2PjslaKo/s200/23072007368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYksVnqAAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/imralQbmLpI/s1600-h/23072007371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090796772925243394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYksVnqAAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/imralQbmLpI/s200/23072007371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYkblnp__I/AAAAAAAAAy0/jcjREfEoy48/s1600-h/23072007376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090796485162434546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYkblnp__I/AAAAAAAAAy0/jcjREfEoy48/s200/23072007376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6446082584240848759-1387454070505006389?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/1387454070505006389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=1387454070505006389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1387454070505006389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1387454070505006389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/sepia.html' title='SEPIA'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqYk_lnqACI/AAAAAAAAAzM/8FtBoqKrFSE/s72-c/22072007361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-3354357385564975899</id><published>2007-07-23T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T02:18:44.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Museum Trip Part 2</title><content type='html'>21st, 22nd July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday morning, she brought me the 'ai xin' breakfast that she made. Though it is only a sandwhich, but I can really sensed her effort and sincerity from it. The sandwich was filled with bacons, ham &amp; cheese... Most importantly, it was also filled with love and tenderness... Every mouth of it is tian tian de, no biasness, the sandwhich really tasted great. Yay! She offered to make it every saturday for me. Slurps! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I have lessons on saturday, the weekends seem to end faster and the time I get to spend with My pistachio got shorter. Stupid arh... Nonetheless, we still make the full out of the little time that we get to spend together. The pictures below will bring some light to what we have been up to for these two days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B 'S Love = Branchel's Love... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOSTVnp_-I/AAAAAAAAAys/7qbLtLvvhE8/s1600-h/21072007325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090072864777437154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOSTVnp_-I/AAAAAAAAAys/7qbLtLvvhE8/s200/21072007325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We both think that the Fullerton Hotel is a beautiful piece of architecture... &amp; here she is, slurping on her peppermint ice-cream with Fullerton Hotel in the background... Isn't it a beautiful combination? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOSH1np_9I/AAAAAAAAAyk/ooCtRakWHtk/s1600-h/22072007360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090072667208941522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOSH1np_9I/AAAAAAAAAyk/ooCtRakWHtk/s400/22072007360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we went to Asian Civilisation Museum as a continuation of where we stopped last week... Museum trip Part II. Here we are, assuming the identity of Peking Opera Singers... Aren't we just lovable??? Wahaha, don't puke please guys... Just admit we are lovable k? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqORqVnp_7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/jqkK8jDCZCk/s1600-h/22072007356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090072160402800562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqORqVnp_7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/jqkK8jDCZCk/s400/22072007356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the stairways to the first gallery of the museum... "Snap, snap &amp; snap!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOReFnp_6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/FWID--7u3Oc/s1600-h/22072007341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090071949949403042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOReFnp_6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/FWID--7u3Oc/s400/22072007341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this picture is rather nice... Don't you agree???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqORQFnp_5I/AAAAAAAAAyE/ZAoQVzDX2EU/s1600-h/22072007340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090071709431234450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqORQFnp_5I/AAAAAAAAAyE/ZAoQVzDX2EU/s400/22072007340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A table full of dishes from the hongkong cafe... A supposed 'chill-out' with Jokeong apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOQh1np_4I/AAAAAAAAAx8/3_peMcMZUCk/s1600-h/21072007329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090070914862284674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOQh1np_4I/AAAAAAAAAx8/3_peMcMZUCk/s200/21072007329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet, cute, peitie, tian tian de, pistachio, mrs shy, hotstuff hottie, Dolly, pedigree, jelly-palm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOQXFnp_3I/AAAAAAAAAx0/S6I7vTWRGNM/s1600-h/21072007326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090070730178690930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOQXFnp_3I/AAAAAAAAAx0/S6I7vTWRGNM/s200/21072007326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da da da... Her 'first' sandwich made... I love it... Jieqi de wei dao... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOQLVnp_2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/A5xVVOCDYaE/s1600-h/21072007315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090070528315228002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOQLVnp_2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/A5xVVOCDYaE/s200/21072007315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlights of the week... Ninja returns again... Wahaha... Every ninja~ing is a risk to take, but every risk is worth-taking. For every moment together is worth everything... &amp;amp; most importanly, she is everything to me... *Sweet smiles* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reasons or so, I am getting used to having that familiar sight when I woke up in the morning... Uneasiness sets in when I didn't get to see her so familiar back... For the past three months, it has been the most happy moment of my life. Our transition from 'attitude' to now is still unbelievable even though we know it is all so true... Dreaming? Never! For it is the truth... We are having the sweetest moment of our lives now. No trespassers please... Haha... Her devotions is making me 'dizzy' with tian tian de... I'm totally swept off by her declarations for I have never thought she will be so smitten the way she claimed to be when we first started... Rachel, U are a marvellous miracle... I Love you my darling, you are my Angel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-3354357385564975899?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/3354357385564975899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=3354357385564975899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3354357385564975899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3354357385564975899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Museum Trip Part 2'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RqOSTVnp_-I/AAAAAAAAAys/7qbLtLvvhE8/s72-c/21072007325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4157321860392332209</id><published>2007-07-20T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:02:59.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd mths Anniversary</title><content type='html'>20th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rp-XMS5TKiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/16V5fbmuX14/s1600-h/Untitled+3rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088952341438343714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rp-XMS5TKiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/16V5fbmuX14/s400/Untitled+3rd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 3months of Tian tian de to you, Darling... For the past three months, there are ups and downs... But ultimately, Branchel's love triumphs all. With each passing days, we just get stronger and closer... By now there should be no doubt about how I feel about you yah. Everything is written on my face. I am totally smitten by you. Darling, I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-4157321860392332209?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4157321860392332209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4157321860392332209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4157321860392332209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4157321860392332209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-3rd-mths-anniversary.html' title='Happy 3rd mths Anniversary'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rp-XMS5TKiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/16V5fbmuX14/s72-c/Untitled+3rd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4926048002911582453</id><published>2007-07-15T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T14:39:06.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Museum day" Part 1</title><content type='html'>14th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day of museum fun!!! Who says that museum is subtle and boring? In fact, it is full of information and fun experiences. The newly renovated National Museum of Singapore is a piece of 'rare architecture'. With a colonial building appearance in the fore, you will be amaze with the modern contemporary interior in it... Every part of the museum is worth looking and exploring with. The amount of exhibits present are encouraging. Being a history student once, I realised that there are in fact many events that were not taught by the textbook. Hence, if anyone truly want to know more, they should make a trip down to National Museum real soon... But of course!!! You must get someone who can share that wonderful companionship to go with you in order for it to be real fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see how estatic she is? This is the picture of the day in this entry. For it depicts how happiness is like... Wahaha... I love this picture so much that it is now my wallpaper almost everywhere. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmxii5TKfI/AAAAAAAAAxE/yAojQqoBmiY/s1600-h/14072007185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087292461132491250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmxii5TKfI/AAAAAAAAAxE/yAojQqoBmiY/s320/14072007185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to wherever we are going, we took this picture... I think we like to pout. Can you all see the her earring on my left ear? Pirate I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmxLS5TKeI/AAAAAAAAAw8/hZpFLOSiRfc/s1600-h/14072007132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087292061700532706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmxLS5TKeI/AAAAAAAAAw8/hZpFLOSiRfc/s200/14072007132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was so excited about the M&amp;M chocolate machine that she don't even mind people looking at her when I was taking this picture. She got a weak spot for chocs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmw0C5TKdI/AAAAAAAAAw0/vhTEWs9BgBU/s1600-h/14072007140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087291662268574162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmw0C5TKdI/AAAAAAAAAw0/vhTEWs9BgBU/s200/14072007140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her morning declaration for me... Whahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmwri5TKcI/AAAAAAAAAws/6NAPtyPqfZM/s1600-h/14072007142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087291516239686082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmwri5TKcI/AAAAAAAAAws/6NAPtyPqfZM/s200/14072007142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dim sum in the morning is good... Slurps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmwhC5TKbI/AAAAAAAAAwk/AzHW-2Ulq6I/s1600-h/14072007143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087291335851059634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmwhC5TKbI/AAAAAAAAAwk/AzHW-2Ulq6I/s200/14072007143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to National Museum we saw this lovely post box with the 'I love Geek' shoutout... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmwVS5TKaI/AAAAAAAAAwc/3mAOtUaDTgQ/s1600-h/14072007144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087291133987596706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmwVS5TKaI/AAAAAAAAAwc/3mAOtUaDTgQ/s200/14072007144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;National Museum of Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmvgy5TKZI/AAAAAAAAAwU/44qMBvN3liY/s1600-h/14072007146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087290232044464530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmvgy5TKZI/AAAAAAAAAwU/44qMBvN3liY/s200/14072007146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like an excursion during primary school... "Follow The Tour Guide"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmvWC5TKYI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fDnqqw9jASs/s1600-h/14072007155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087290047360870786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmvWC5TKYI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fDnqqw9jASs/s200/14072007155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The starting point,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmvPi5TKXI/AAAAAAAAAwE/wPpaJNXcMtg/s1600-h/14072007153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087289935691721074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmvPi5TKXI/AAAAAAAAAwE/wPpaJNXcMtg/s200/14072007153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was amused by the Muse bar inside the museum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmvBi5TKWI/AAAAAAAAAv8/XWh2PEinhs4/s1600-h/14072007151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087289695173552482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmvBi5TKWI/AAAAAAAAAv8/XWh2PEinhs4/s200/14072007151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cornered she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmu4y5TKVI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Q7Fr04_saxY/s1600-h/14072007150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087289544849697106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmu4y5TKVI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Q7Fr04_saxY/s200/14072007150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In a state of tranquility...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmuii5TKUI/AAAAAAAAAvs/p0r25vJLRww/s1600-h/14072007162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087289162597607746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmuii5TKUI/AAAAAAAAAvs/p0r25vJLRww/s200/14072007162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shhh... No pic allows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmuZC5TKTI/AAAAAAAAAvk/PM3-HVW38kc/s1600-h/14072007173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087288999388850482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmuZC5TKTI/AAAAAAAAAvk/PM3-HVW38kc/s200/14072007173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her favourite section of the museum, The Fashion and Music from the 60's and 70's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmuQS5TKSI/AAAAAAAAAvc/2Xa2yFU4olM/s1600-h/14072007175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087288849064995106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmuQS5TKSI/AAAAAAAAAvc/2Xa2yFU4olM/s200/14072007175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The link to the Dome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmuDC5TKRI/AAAAAAAAAvU/5lmhpn6yb9Q/s1600-h/14072007180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087288621431728402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmuDC5TKRI/AAAAAAAAAvU/5lmhpn6yb9Q/s200/14072007180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing under the chandeliers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmt0C5TKQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/470kTa5_gOM/s1600-h/14072007181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087288363733690626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmt0C5TKQI/AAAAAAAAAvM/470kTa5_gOM/s200/14072007181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we enter the History Gallery... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmtTy5TKPI/AAAAAAAAAvE/oNr4w9XeNm8/s1600-h/14072007183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087287809682909426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmtTy5TKPI/AAAAAAAAAvE/oNr4w9XeNm8/s200/14072007183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mega iPod??? No lah, it is actually an audio 'tour guide' that call 'Companion' that will guide you throughout the tour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087287616409381090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmtIi5TKOI/AAAAAAAAAu8/IoCIhGbJBs4/s200/14072007186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087287358711343314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpms5i5TKNI/AAAAAAAAAu0/mz03vQdGWSo/s200/14072007190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmsoy5TKMI/AAAAAAAAAus/SQAR1A2ECzE/s1600-h/14072007191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087287070948534466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmsoy5TKMI/AAAAAAAAAus/SQAR1A2ECzE/s200/14072007191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Companion you cannot do without!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmsIi5TKLI/AAAAAAAAAuk/7aCqhfFcst8/s1600-h/14072007193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087286516897753266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmsIi5TKLI/AAAAAAAAAuk/7aCqhfFcst8/s200/14072007193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OOOooo... The 'Singapore Stone'... The very first inscription that was found in Singapore... actually there are many artefacts that I would like to take, but most of them are restricted from photographed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmqhy5TKKI/AAAAAAAAAuc/9VfyZytTuWE/s1600-h/14072007194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087284751666194594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmqhy5TKKI/AAAAAAAAAuc/9VfyZytTuWE/s200/14072007194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmqVS5TKJI/AAAAAAAAAuU/mr99YfF7jfA/s1600-h/14072007199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087284536917829778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmqVS5TKJI/AAAAAAAAAuU/mr99YfF7jfA/s200/14072007199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye bye NMS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmqHy5TKII/AAAAAAAAAuM/5z6pB0WYTFQ/s1600-h/14072007206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087284304989595778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmqHy5TKII/AAAAAAAAAuM/5z6pB0WYTFQ/s200/14072007206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before we go for our movie, Harry Potter, she bought the 'Fake teeth' gummy sweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmohS5TKHI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pS7tDsUHfFg/s1600-h/14072007224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087282544053004402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmohS5TKHI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pS7tDsUHfFg/s200/14072007224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mum said must buy popcorn for the show... If not we will be bored by the long show hours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmoVi5TKGI/AAAAAAAAAt8/6y4UxEtXAkg/s1600-h/14072007226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087282342189541474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpmoVi5TKGI/AAAAAAAAAt8/6y4UxEtXAkg/s200/14072007226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway Harry potter is not that fantastic this time round... Too dark and lots of conversation... Not much actions... Transformers is da show man!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a long and frutful day. Another marvellous entry in the Branchel's scrapbook... Haha. There are more events coming up over the week... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-4926048002911582453?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4926048002911582453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4926048002911582453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4926048002911582453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4926048002911582453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/museum-day-part-1.html' title='&apos;Museum day&quot; Part 1'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpmxii5TKfI/AAAAAAAAAxE/yAojQqoBmiY/s72-c/14072007185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6310640655707193611</id><published>2007-07-14T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T02:07:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Maxwell</title><content type='html'>13th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is her kiss, blissful is my feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpeyiy5TKFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lrXDpQb_UbQ/s1600-h/13072007112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086730614985664594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpeyiy5TKFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lrXDpQb_UbQ/s200/13072007112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her kissable lips... Sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpexmS5TKEI/AAAAAAAAAts/qlfJjoKPAbo/s1600-h/13072007122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086729575603578946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpexmS5TKEI/AAAAAAAAAts/qlfJjoKPAbo/s200/13072007122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahaha... Isn't she cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpexdi5TKDI/AAAAAAAAAtk/G9oPZ_kkFXI/s1600-h/13072007123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086729425279723570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpexdi5TKDI/AAAAAAAAAtk/G9oPZ_kkFXI/s200/13072007123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Footsie she likes, Happy recipient I am... Whahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpexNC5TKCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/4FcdFaJIucM/s1600-h/13072007119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086729141811882018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpexNC5TKCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/4FcdFaJIucM/s200/13072007119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her hug is so sincerely tian tian de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpeuuy5TKAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/eUmgIs-7BvM/s1600-h/13072007117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086726423097583618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpeuuy5TKAI/AAAAAAAAAtM/eUmgIs-7BvM/s200/13072007117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next time, it will be whipped-cream... Hehe... Beware! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpeuUC5TJ_I/AAAAAAAAAtE/tamtThFnxhA/s1600-h/13072007109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086725963536082930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpeuUC5TJ_I/AAAAAAAAAtE/tamtThFnxhA/s200/13072007109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first teochow porridge together... Her attempts to new change too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpepRS5TJ8I/AAAAAAAAAss/JZOProXEZ0A/s1600-h/13072007096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086720418733303746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpepRS5TJ8I/AAAAAAAAAss/JZOProXEZ0A/s200/13072007096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ondeh Ondeh is our new love... She love to feed it to me... 'squirt' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpeooC5TJ7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/Z-_4dbK10-g/s1600-h/13072007095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086719710063699890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpeooC5TJ7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/Z-_4dbK10-g/s200/13072007095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends have arrived and Branchel is going around... When Branchel comes, nothing can stops them. Traffic will stop even though the green light is on and I am not kidding about it... I'm simpily enjoying every possible dates and my jaws are aching from all the laughters. But I will never complain for it is all worthwhile. Her smiles, her happiness, my pistachio. She is everything things that I want to have, or even more... Her sweetness, tenderness &amp; happiness is converting her into the ultimate 'Xiao Nu Ren' of mine.... &amp;amp; she is not complaining. Apparently her happiness have brought her many topics to be shared with her family &amp; her friends. So blissfully and happy in love, what more can anyone ask for? The stroll down down maxwell was fun and sweet. 'Julia' is the shop that we will paronize in the future... *sweet grins* Many things to plan and we will never get sick of it. Ninja-ing has a whole new meaning to it altogether now. It is actually the prelude to what we will be having eventually. I want to shout out all my thoughts, but I will not for it is not meant for public. Things are getting hard to express for words are never gonna be enough for all my declarations to her. I am sorry for that. Nonetheless, she will understands what I meant. For the telepathic waves between us are extraordinary. 3months, and everyday is like a whole new experience. From the 2 weeks, to 3 weeks and to 3 months. 'Tian tian de' will never fade away, we promised. Branchel is for real and we will be forever. For people who are reading my blog, stays tuned for a 'big' news soon... Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-6310640655707193611?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6310640655707193611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6310640655707193611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6310640655707193611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6310640655707193611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/maxwell.html' title='@ Maxwell'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rpeyiy5TKFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lrXDpQb_UbQ/s72-c/13072007112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-9127726979845283428</id><published>2007-07-12T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T01:56:17.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissfully in Love...</title><content type='html'>12th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have ord since last december, I have been maintaining a pretty close relationship with some of my old shipmates... &amp; this morning, I received an unexpected invitation call to join them tonight for their ship function; which was my also my former ship lah... Haha... So below are some of the pictures that I took to rekindle the fond memories I had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after more then 6 months, I received my service plaque in appreciation of my service onboard Rss Kallang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZM2y5TJ6I/AAAAAAAAAsc/XPF_fdAulqk/s1600-h/12072007092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086337333420304290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZM2y5TJ6I/AAAAAAAAAsc/XPF_fdAulqk/s200/12072007092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Together with Robin, My Snr 1 = Sonar when I was 'Snr 2'. Being in the same Ops department, we took care of one another and we 'covered' one another ass when trouble brews... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZL4i5TJ5I/AAAAAAAAAsU/OvUQAJIntIU/s1600-h/12072007085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336263973447570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZL4i5TJ5I/AAAAAAAAAsU/OvUQAJIntIU/s200/12072007085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edwin &amp; me... He is my LSNR = Leading Sonar onboard ship, I totally think that he is Mr Nice guy... Thank you for all your welfare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZLwi5TJ4I/AAAAAAAAAsM/2ObCIyqUj-o/s1600-h/12072007084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086336126534494082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZLwi5TJ4I/AAAAAAAAAsM/2ObCIyqUj-o/s200/12072007084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joseph &amp; me... My CMDS = Chief Mine Disposal Specialist. A high-flyer in the COSCOM formation. An all-rounded guy... Very welfare too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZLjC5TJ3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/0gTaV-ivkwo/s1600-h/12072007088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086335894606260082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZLjC5TJ3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/0gTaV-ivkwo/s200/12072007088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I have Charlie with me... He is a AO = Attachment Officer onboard the ship. Mr Ex-Casanova he is. Super friendly... One of the best pals onboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZLWS5TJ2I/AAAAAAAAAr8/Cu596Nn-23A/s1600-h/12072007090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086335675562927970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZLWS5TJ2I/AAAAAAAAAr8/Cu596Nn-23A/s200/12072007090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WhooHooHoo!!! Look who's here!!! Eugene Chng!!! My LMDS = Leading Mine Disposal Specialist. He is da man onboard who 'grows' so attached to me that when I was going to ord he was so affected... He is the noisiest and most happening guy I know! (Shit, he forced a piggy-back when taking this photo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZLDC5TJ1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/pafgUxsQXBw/s1600-h/12072007086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086335344850446162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZLDC5TJ1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/pafgUxsQXBw/s200/12072007086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHo will do such stupid thing to Robin? Eugene of course... Oya, apparently they few guys above (except for charlie) make up the best Sonar &amp; Mine-Hunting operation team in the whole Republic of Singapore Navy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZK5i5TJ0I/AAAAAAAAArs/UExtfrYSews/s1600-h/12072007087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086335181641688898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZK5i5TJ0I/AAAAAAAAArs/UExtfrYSews/s200/12072007087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to take the whole shipcrews, but apparently they were all too dispersed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZKZS5TJzI/AAAAAAAAArk/T_Ekq2gXtac/s1600-h/12072007081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086334627590907698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZKZS5TJzI/AAAAAAAAArk/T_Ekq2gXtac/s200/12072007081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ooooo, another joker we have here... Alvin in white is the ultimate serial-joker... His laughter is so cartoonize that you will want to smack him hard... The guy behind is Sam... Bouncer material...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZKPC5TJyI/AAAAAAAAArc/qQAu2nJcz-Q/s1600-h/12072007082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086334451497248546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZKPC5TJyI/AAAAAAAAArc/qQAu2nJcz-Q/s200/12072007082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alvin again, he is a camera whore I tell you. Wanting to pose properly for every single shot... But he is such a fun guy to be around with... Oya, he is 'sick'. He likes to wear red underwear when playing mahjong &amp; it works for him... Gosh... the guy on the right is Ah Gan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZJ9y5TJxI/AAAAAAAAArU/1LfwQmZIZdc/s1600-h/12072007083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086334155144505106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZJ9y5TJxI/AAAAAAAAArU/1LfwQmZIZdc/s200/12072007083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in case you people thought that there will be no mentioning of Branchel tonight, wait till you read on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I did not meet darling for today... But her name keeping popping up at the ship function. People asking why she didn't come and how are the both of us being together. Whahaha... Men can be as kpo as woman too... Anyway, the whole day she &amp;amp; I have been msging one another... Tian tian de... Most important thing of all, I realised she has been feeling rather elated that all her friends can sense that she is happily in love. Brillant. I am estactic about that too... I can't help it but to feel blissfully happy when being teased about Branchel's stuff. It simpily means that we are so in love that everyone ought to notice it. Wonderful experience. You know, even my parents tried to chip in with their own cheekiness. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oya, a conversation with my cousin today made me realised that I haven intro her to the rest of my extended family tree... My cousin whom I totally can confine to simpily ask when will I make the 'formal' introductory of her. Haha. I can sense that Rach will be totally stressed when that day comes... What to do right?... Being so serious about having a long future together, it will only be a matter of time before we will see everyone from both respective side... Wahaha. Qi, I will always remember that day where you changed your 'stance' on the monogramy stuff. Without that change, I don't think we can reach this 'high level' of saccharine we having now... I love all the plans... I love you the most... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-9127726979845283428?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/9127726979845283428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=9127726979845283428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9127726979845283428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9127726979845283428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/blissfully-in-love.html' title='Blissfully in Love...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpZM2y5TJ6I/AAAAAAAAAsc/XPF_fdAulqk/s72-c/12072007092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8460911406881876675</id><published>2007-07-12T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T01:56:42.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pictures Night</title><content type='html'>11th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures speak louder than words about Branchel's love... Let the pictures do the 'talking' for tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUUeHC6yPI/AAAAAAAAArE/KmOl3PZEqs0/s1600-h/11072007070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085993861704763634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUUeHC6yPI/AAAAAAAAArE/KmOl3PZEqs0/s200/11072007070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUTcXC6yOI/AAAAAAAAAq8/yIOkPYlHYfQ/s1600-h/11072007078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085992732128364770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUTcXC6yOI/AAAAAAAAAq8/yIOkPYlHYfQ/s200/11072007078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUTJ3C6yNI/AAAAAAAAAq0/pJL-1WEI1QE/s1600-h/11072007077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085992414300784850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUTJ3C6yNI/AAAAAAAAAq0/pJL-1WEI1QE/s200/11072007077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUSonC6yMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/aIL_tcR2I2E/s1600-h/11072007072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085991843070134466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUSonC6yMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/aIL_tcR2I2E/s200/11072007072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUR_HC6yLI/AAAAAAAAAqk/zacT8jSECw4/s1600-h/11072007071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085991130105563314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUR_HC6yLI/AAAAAAAAAqk/zacT8jSECw4/s200/11072007071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpURtXC6yKI/AAAAAAAAAqc/NVlKb1Whx00/s1600-h/11072007068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085990825162885282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpURtXC6yKI/AAAAAAAAAqc/NVlKb1Whx00/s200/11072007068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpURhXC6yJI/AAAAAAAAAqU/nseL75Rb1ZQ/s1600-h/11072007067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085990619004455058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpURhXC6yJI/AAAAAAAAAqU/nseL75Rb1ZQ/s200/11072007067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUQ3XC6yII/AAAAAAAAAqM/8GKYmO61UVs/s1600-h/11072007064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085989897449949314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUQ3XC6yII/AAAAAAAAAqM/8GKYmO61UVs/s200/11072007064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tian tian de is all that matters... ... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-8460911406881876675?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8460911406881876675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8460911406881876675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8460911406881876675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8460911406881876675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictures-night.html' title='The Pictures Night'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpUUeHC6yPI/AAAAAAAAArE/KmOl3PZEqs0/s72-c/11072007070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-3304662603938702408</id><published>2007-07-10T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T01:21:10.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Shy's Story...</title><content type='html'>08, 09, 10th July 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Brandon Su Yizhi is back to tell his 'Grandfather's ' stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpO_b3C6yGI/AAAAAAAAAp8/EJhlp72bQxk/s1600-h/an+ah+pek+premonition+as+we+age+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085618889584986210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpO_b3C6yGI/AAAAAAAAAp8/EJhlp72bQxk/s200/an+ah+pek+premonition+as+we+age+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoohoo, a 3 days no updates status! Sorry about that. First of all, you people must understand that school has started. Secondly, Branchel has been rather 'busy' lately with ours 'Ninja-ing' and meet-up. Hence, that explains why the lack of updates in our blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past few days, many things have had happened. Most important of all!!! Her first introductory to Mr Shy's parents. Wahaha... She is simply filled with shyness... So much so that her reaction changes within the mere split seconds. *Confused I am* Nonetheless, the two 'hello' sessions went by with 'flying colours' I supposed! Good things that her smiles are always generous and thus the nice and deep impression with my dad &amp; mum. Oya, &amp;amp; my dad was disturbing about her shy facial expression. Hahaha. Anyway, darling, now you can rest assured that you are no longer 'underground' already yah! Hehe. Cheers!!! Still got so many occasions to meet other people for both of us yah... 'Flutters!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving aside from that, the following are pictures of what we have been doing for the past two days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't she a beauty? Sipping her tea comfortably at the couch... And the lighting is great... This is only the 'preview' of what we will do in the future 'sundaysss'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOs2HC6yFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/nK6h2H2aqWU/s1600-h/10072007035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085598449835624530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOs2HC6yFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/nK6h2H2aqWU/s200/10072007035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this picture is rather nice... Fyi this picture was not taken in the black and white mode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOkpHC6yEI/AAAAAAAAAps/2s1QuDZG5Ww/s1600-h/10072007033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085589430404302914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOkpHC6yEI/AAAAAAAAAps/2s1QuDZG5Ww/s200/10072007033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She really needs to eat more... "Quoted from Dad &amp; Mum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOi4nC6yDI/AAAAAAAAApk/6F5TIRm9fIQ/s1600-h/09072007011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085587497669019698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOi4nC6yDI/AAAAAAAAApk/6F5TIRm9fIQ/s200/09072007011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first picture of her taken with my new nokia phone!!! Woah hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOiKnC6yCI/AAAAAAAAApc/0uHVI7z3wn0/s1600-h/09072007005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085586707395037218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOiKnC6yCI/AAAAAAAAApc/0uHVI7z3wn0/s200/09072007005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the new school term, I can say that we are coping rather well with the little time we have for one another. With our 'love triumphs all' spirit, Branchel is growing stronger with each passing day. We are here to stay, and it will be for a long long time... Tian tian de will never go away, &amp; we are getting happier and closer together with each passing second... (I will hold on to you for as long as you believe in us... With Love, Brandon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To side-track abit, below is a picture of what I have spent on for the past 2 months... &amp; these are only some of the things that I recalled... Guess what? A whooping 3.5k for a laptop, watches, polo tees, handphone and etc... Shit! I need to cut down on expenses... Going broke at this rate... I wanna buy more Toto and 4D already!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOPQXC6yBI/AAAAAAAAApU/ljQdTCAbStE/s1600-h/10072007021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085565915458357266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpOPQXC6yBI/AAAAAAAAApU/ljQdTCAbStE/s200/10072007021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6446082584240848759-3304662603938702408?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/3304662603938702408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=3304662603938702408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3304662603938702408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/3304662603938702408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/mr-shys-story.html' title='Mr Shy&apos;s Story...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RpO_b3C6yGI/AAAAAAAAAp8/EJhlp72bQxk/s72-c/an+ah+pek+premonition+as+we+age+together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-4961930677633699071</id><published>2007-07-08T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T02:27:08.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Hilarious'</title><content type='html'>07th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Branchel's picture of the day... Superb weekend lunch with minimal disturbance. Making every minute priceless n memorable... I love school... With her companionship of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro_OIHC6yAI/AAAAAAAAApM/jJeU27pYsvk/s1600-h/07072007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084509143050143746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro_OIHC6yAI/AAAAAAAAApM/jJeU27pYsvk/s200/07072007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she love this picture... Especially since I was wearing my new polo tee... Anyway, I want to dian her with all my polo tees. Haha. She gt 'fetish' for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro_Jt3C6x_I/AAAAAAAAApE/UvWcyZ94fPY/s1600-h/07072007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084504294032066546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro_Jt3C6x_I/AAAAAAAAApE/UvWcyZ94fPY/s200/07072007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The place where I made a fool of out myself by 'Snapping' my fingers too loudly for the whole restaurant to hear when I was just trying to be funny... &amp; the waiter responded to my 'snapped fingers'. Simply hilarious!!! *Phew* Anyway, I love darling's laughter to that. All worthwhile... So sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro_JoHC6x-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/HZa1s1hp_hw/s1600-h/07072007(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084504195247818722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro_JoHC6x-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/HZa1s1hp_hw/s200/07072007(016).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another weekend with an afternoon class. Stupid management for arranging afternoon lecture on a saturday. Imagine the lecture ends at 5pm, what much is left for an 'enjoyable saturday'? *Bish* Actually I was quite pissed in the early afternoon, for I am the only guy to turn up for the lecture in my entire group. Left me alone to do all the administrative stuffs while they were happily away from school. I have to keep going up to the lecturer and explain these and that. Super IRRITATED!!! Luckily, after the break, the lecturer asked me to go off early since my whole group was not available for the group discussion session. So off I went... Hurrying to meet up with tian tian de, for she has been waiting for me in school for the past 2 hours or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First stop, we took a bus to bugis before making our way to The Cathay to collect our movie tickets. *Transformers rocks* Then we ... ... ... &lt;strong&gt;Okok I shall stop here, click at Tian tian de to see for yourself if you want to know what stupid thing I did!!! &lt;/strong&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/6446082584240848759-4961930677633699071?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/4961930677633699071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=4961930677633699071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4961930677633699071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/4961930677633699071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/hilarious.html' title='&apos;Hilarious&apos;'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro_OIHC6yAI/AAAAAAAAApM/jJeU27pYsvk/s72-c/07072007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6339043210111900807</id><published>2007-07-06T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:18:14.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In School...</title><content type='html'>6th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro5q_3C6x9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/D7gQixRJq8w/s1600-h/06072007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084118674688362450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro5q_3C6x9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/D7gQixRJq8w/s200/06072007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been meeting for mere hours ever since we started school. Pathetic is the word to describe. However, this will not compromise our tian tian de. For Branchel's love is more than just having to meet up always. As long as we are 'connected', we will make the most out of the little time we have together. Quality is better than quantity yah... Haha. Anyway, 'Tian tian de' will never fade away, as effort will be make no matter what may comes. &amp; 'Love triumphs all', remember??? Hehe... Everyday as I go to school early to have lunch with her, my heart thumps and there will be flutters in my stomach. Even after months, my 'shyness' and 'nervousness' still applies to the first meet up of the day. 'First love'? It is just an expression. Whahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, the short lunches at lao di fang always mark the end of her class and make the day for my class. Sweet... Her tenderness is utmost amazing... Since day 1, she has constantly changed my 'imposed' impression of her personality. She is a gem too good to be true... I am glad she walked into my life. &amp;amp; she will stay there for a long long time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-6339043210111900807?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6339043210111900807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6339043210111900807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6339043210111900807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6339043210111900807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/hahaha.html' title='In School...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro5q_3C6x9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/D7gQixRJq8w/s72-c/06072007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-1024371200123094302</id><published>2007-07-05T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T00:03:32.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sleepy leh... Hehehe</title><content type='html'>05th July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It it amazing how two person can 'build' happiness through love. When 'tian tian de' feeling is around, everything just falls perfectly into places. No matter how tired or fustrasted I am, whenever I see her smiles, happiness just filled my mind. After two days of 'major standoff', it is great to have everything back to what we used to embrace. Like she said before, nothing will change the fact that we deeply care for one another even though we may come across setbacks. Every disagreements we have, we became closer &amp; more tian tian de... Maybe that is what it meant as learning to treasure what we have... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lunch date at 'Lao di fang' like good old days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LpnC6x8I/AAAAAAAAAos/ksppTdKbHI8/s1600-h/04072007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083732363854923714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LpnC6x8I/AAAAAAAAAos/ksppTdKbHI8/s200/04072007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crystal Jade... I found out that she love www.entertainer.com more than her food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LdnC6x7I/AAAAAAAAAok/MRODCgcu93U/s1600-h/05072007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083732157696493490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LdnC6x7I/AAAAAAAAAok/MRODCgcu93U/s200/05072007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Woah'!!! Dinner at Lemongrass... ... &amp; again, she cannot finish. She likes junk food, not main course... So I guess we should stick to hawker, foodcourt &amp;amp; kopitiam better... Food cheaper to waste. Wahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LNHC6x6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/8WVG9RSArjE/s1600-h/04072007(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731874228651938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LNHC6x6I/AAAAAAAAAoc/8WVG9RSArjE/s200/04072007(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dun you love the way she drink her soup??? See her endearing eyes? I love it totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LGXC6x5I/AAAAAAAAAoU/X9_GQ5K1O1o/s1600-h/04072007(019).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731758264534930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LGXC6x5I/AAAAAAAAAoU/X9_GQ5K1O1o/s200/04072007(019).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0K2HC6x4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/7kAYTWrIj7s/s1600-h/04072007(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731479091660674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0K2HC6x4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/7kAYTWrIj7s/s200/04072007(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6446082584240848759-1024371200123094302?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/1024371200123094302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=1024371200123094302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1024371200123094302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1024371200123094302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-sleepy-leh-hehehe.html' title='I am sleepy leh... Hehehe'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Ro0LpnC6x8I/AAAAAAAAAos/ksppTdKbHI8/s72-c/04072007(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-1847108377033056133</id><published>2007-07-04T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T01:33:33.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Phew*</title><content type='html'>3rd July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sweet sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop83HC6x3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/0iTva3A8-94/s1600-h/03072007(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083012415666964338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop83HC6x3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/0iTva3A8-94/s200/03072007(020).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tian tian de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop8v3C6x2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/Z8ks4_Q-_8w/s1600-h/Tian+tian+de..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083012291112912738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop8v3C6x2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/Z8ks4_Q-_8w/s200/Tian+tian+de..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the latest delicacy creation from tian tian de... It is named as 'Loti'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop8TnC6x1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/bl-CB2t34Cc/s1600-h/03072007(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083011805781608274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop8TnC6x1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/bl-CB2t34Cc/s200/03072007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big feast!!! N her boiled eggs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop4cXC6xzI/AAAAAAAAAnk/iJ8jLxUHZ0M/s1600-h/03072007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083007558058952498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop4cXC6xzI/AAAAAAAAAnk/iJ8jLxUHZ0M/s200/03072007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everytime we go there, she will have something to keep her laughing non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop4P3C6xyI/AAAAAAAAAnc/1S-AbWx3BVQ/s1600-h/03072007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083007343310587682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop4P3C6xyI/AAAAAAAAAnc/1S-AbWx3BVQ/s200/03072007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long and tormenting day, we finally found back tian tian de... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what a Cancer horoscope is like;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rrtearoom.com/horoscope/mythology.htm#cancer"&gt;Cancer Mythology&lt;/a&gt;The sign Cancer is symbolized by the Crab.Your sign's element is Water. Cancer is ruled by &lt;a href="http://www.rrtearoom.com/horoscope/planets/Moon.htm"&gt;the Moon&lt;/a&gt;.You are emotional, intuitive, sympathetic and moody. You enjoy shopping and visiting with friends. Cancer is sentimental, sensitive, and needs to have a sense of security. Cancer may be interested in politics even if it's only on the local level. You tend to over protect what is yours. Cancer is intensely romantic and has a vivid imagination. Your home and family are very important to you.Possible negative aspects of the sign Cancer: You can be cruel, grasping, weak, possessive, domineering, timid, lazy and tend toward brooding and cynicism.&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-1847108377033056133?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/1847108377033056133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=1847108377033056133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1847108377033056133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/1847108377033056133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/phew.html' title='*Phew*'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rop83HC6x3I/AAAAAAAAAoE/0iTva3A8-94/s72-c/03072007(020).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2498534960479796961</id><published>2007-07-02T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T00:07:08.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianzzz is the word to use...</title><content type='html'>2nd July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With new anticipation, he left the fortress when the sorching sun is high up in the sky. The sun-rays tasting the burning ground with its' 'venomous tongues'. Leaping and skipping, he reached the carriage-waiting tavern waiting for the carriage to Unicorn College... The carriage arrived within a short while. Throughout the journey, he was deep in thoughts... His beloved princess face filled his mind. *Sweet smiles* With the new mission on hand, both of them are going to see lesser of one another. Sad but it is necessarily. Nonetheless, they will overcome this small 'hill' in our way... For there is a saying, "Branchel's love triumphs all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant surprise for him -- a last minute meet up with his princess. However there is a condition... 30mins time limit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianzzz... I dun wan to write le... No mood... Migraine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-2498534960479796961?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2498534960479796961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2498534960479796961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2498534960479796961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2498534960479796961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/sianzzz-is-word-to-use.html' title='Sianzzz is the word to use...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-9083866544095282772</id><published>2007-07-01T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T22:48:39.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dun like my time-tables...</title><content type='html'>1st July 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can bite anything into the 'shape' she wants... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Roe6-XC6xxI/AAAAAAAAAnU/u8Q2EbMrBaY/s1600-h/01072007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082236285011805970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Roe6-XC6xxI/AAAAAAAAAnU/u8Q2EbMrBaY/s200/01072007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the mood of 'stoning'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Roe65HC6xwI/AAAAAAAAAnM/rf54pw2ffpI/s1600-h/01072007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082236194817492738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Roe65HC6xwI/AAAAAAAAAnM/rf54pw2ffpI/s200/01072007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scrutinizing Branchel's timeless 'monuments'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Roe6yXC6xvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Xwe1HA_uWqQ/s1600-h/01072007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082236078853375730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Roe6yXC6xvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Xwe1HA_uWqQ/s200/01072007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woke up in the morning to the sweetest dew. Sun ray shone through the curtain slit. I peeped through to the surrounding with my sleepy eyes. I was greeted with a familiar touch... I simply love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the new school semester, I will probably be rather busy with school works again... Lessons will be in the afternoon and the thought of it simply sucks... I hate it... And the schedules seen packed...&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/6446082584240848759-9083866544095282772?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/9083866544095282772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=9083866544095282772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9083866544095282772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/9083866544095282772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dun-like-my-time-tables.html' title='I dun like my time-tables...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Roe6-XC6xxI/AAAAAAAAAnU/u8Q2EbMrBaY/s72-c/01072007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-6707685513410160603</id><published>2007-06-30T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:35:32.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ben &amp; Jerry"</title><content type='html'>30th June 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I was trying to 'seduce' her with my lips... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZ2LXC6xuI/AAAAAAAAAm8/L-FWNegdWkA/s1600-h/trying+to+seduce+me+with+those+lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081879167071078114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZ2LXC6xuI/AAAAAAAAAm8/L-FWNegdWkA/s200/trying+to+seduce+me+with+those+lips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another Simply Superb Day!!! Although we didnt catch Transformer as we thought we would, the day was still simply nice... Sweet in fact... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started the day late, for I overslept!!! Arghhh, so sorry about that!!! But we still managed to catch the breakfast timing at Mac... *Phew* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See her pissed face??? Haha, not at me though. The air-con at Mac is too weak for her. Tian tian de is 'angry' le. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZvcnC6xtI/AAAAAAAAAm0/qPzo9se6ln8/s1600-h/30062007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081871766842427090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZvcnC6xtI/AAAAAAAAAm0/qPzo9se6ln8/s200/30062007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I was maintaining my cheery mood. For I am 'Cool' when I have a clam heart... Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZusHC6xsI/AAAAAAAAAms/OdeWQbrYj8g/s1600-h/30062007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081870933618771650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZusHC6xsI/AAAAAAAAAms/OdeWQbrYj8g/s200/30062007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday she was spokeswoman for some 'Bak Kwa' brand. Today she is the new spokesperson for Ben &amp; Jerry ice-cream... Haha, simply love her reaction to the banana flavour ice-cream, 'Chunky Monkey'... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZumXC6xrI/AAAAAAAAAmk/mCzHS_KCre8/s1600-h/30062007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081870834834523826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZumXC6xrI/AAAAAAAAAmk/mCzHS_KCre8/s200/30062007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 in 1 Ben &amp; Jerry ice-cream... We had 'Chunky Monkey', 'Chocolate Mint' &amp;amp; 'New York Super Fudge Chunk' for our mixed ice-cream... *Slurp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZuPnC6xqI/AAAAAAAAAmc/G1pbbnKVQ30/s1600-h/30062007(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081870443992499874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZuPnC6xqI/AAAAAAAAAmc/G1pbbnKVQ30/s200/30062007(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See what is darling doing? She is happily taking pic of her 'GST offset package' credits... Wahaha. Excited she was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZuJXC6xpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/5hoS4ryXtzM/s1600-h/30062007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081870336618317458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZuJXC6xpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/5hoS4ryXtzM/s200/30062007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simply sweet picture for a sweet ice-cream date... Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZt9HC6xoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/FaR90cevuB4/s1600-h/30062007(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081870126164919938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZt9HC6xoI/AAAAAAAAAmM/FaR90cevuB4/s200/30062007(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oooooo... Shhhhh... "Pda'... I LOVE YOU, Rachel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZtTHC6xnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ut9_qWsV2NA/s1600-h/30062007(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081869404610414194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZtTHC6xnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Ut9_qWsV2NA/s200/30062007(016).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Branchel's Love is not based on monetary foundation... Monetary is build on Branchel's love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZtH3C6xmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VZdHuU9ZzGA/s1600-h/30062007(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081869211336885858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZtH3C6xmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VZdHuU9ZzGA/s200/30062007(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day ended with seperate dinner appointments. &amp; both of us gained something fruitful from our dinners... Branchel's secrets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6446082584240848759-6707685513410160603?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/6707685513410160603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=6707685513410160603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6707685513410160603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/6707685513410160603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/06/ben-jerry.html' title='&quot;Ben &amp; Jerry&quot;'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoZ2LXC6xuI/AAAAAAAAAm8/L-FWNegdWkA/s72-c/trying+to+seduce+me+with+those+lips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-2432197416247783859</id><published>2007-06-30T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T01:30:51.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love our dates...</title><content type='html'>29th June 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start the Branchel's date with dessert. Here she is, showing off her teeth after eating her bowl of black sesame soup... Oya, today was the first time I took a mouth of sesame and swallow it into my stomach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU9wnC6xlI/AAAAAAAAAl0/MYJ279P4OzI/s1600-h/29062007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081535659881711186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU9wnC6xlI/AAAAAAAAAl0/MYJ279P4OzI/s200/29062007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The linkway up to Ann Siang Hill for Amoy street... Nice environment... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU9onC6xkI/AAAAAAAAAls/LYWPAI2DsGE/s1600-h/29062007(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081535522442757698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU9onC6xkI/AAAAAAAAAls/LYWPAI2DsGE/s200/29062007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unofficial spokeswoman for Kim Hock Guan bak kwa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU9g3C6xjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/OCUcWMndhCY/s1600-h/29062007(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081535389298771506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU9g3C6xjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/OCUcWMndhCY/s200/29062007(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole big piece of Cream Dory Fillet... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU843C6xfI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YXxJmTEJBg8/s1600-h/29062007(022).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081534702104004082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU843C6xfI/AAAAAAAAAlE/YXxJmTEJBg8/s200/29062007(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She scared she will dirty herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU8v3C6xeI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ac-TmAnJiCc/s1600-h/29062007(021).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081534547485181410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU8v3C6xeI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ac-TmAnJiCc/s200/29062007(021).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At last, I know what is the difference between chips and fries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU8ZXC6xdI/AAAAAAAAAk0/-GRxHkwxCGE/s1600-h/29062007(023).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081534160938124754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU8ZXC6xdI/AAAAAAAAAk0/-GRxHkwxCGE/s200/29062007(023).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day of anticipation, as I was waiting for the result of my stupid Business Mathematics... Stupid paper, built up my anxiety over the days... Relieved at last in the noon... Happy mode for a proper date today. *Phew* With my light-hearted mind, I hurried to meet my love for a supposed dinner at Maxwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the 'stalker' area, I saw her lovely face as she caught hold of mine. Endless sweet smile from her. Simply sweet... A sweet smile and a sweet kiss to kick start the evening. Wonderful. Walked from Raffles place to Maxwell, to Chinatown and then to Clarke Quay. I was hungry, while she was full. Endure endure... In the end, gone are the dinner at Maxwell. In replacement, we sort of have our first restaurant theme dinner over at Clarke Quay... A aussie style Fish &amp;amp; Chips restaurant... Oya, how could I forgot about it. Finally we bought the 'Bak kua' she always wanted to eat... Yummy yummy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another short but wonderful day... Simply sweet, simply lovely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6446082584240848759-2432197416247783859?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/2432197416247783859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=2432197416247783859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2432197416247783859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/2432197416247783859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-our-dates.html' title='I love our dates...'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoU9wnC6xlI/AAAAAAAAAl0/MYJ279P4OzI/s72-c/29062007(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-5514688617322899125</id><published>2007-06-28T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:01:12.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'I meant what I said!'</title><content type='html'>28th June 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilli sauce do wonders with a touch from Mr Shy. With Tian tian de by his side, they combined their artistic talent into aesthetics vision... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoNFPXC6xcI/AAAAAAAAAks/blTA_Akf5xY/s1600-h/26062007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080980934790661570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoNFPXC6xcI/AAAAAAAAAks/blTA_Akf5xY/s200/26062007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See the similarities??? Both cute in theirs own right. But of course she triumphs over the Shih Tzu that we are getting... Hehe... ('believe it') She simply love it, even though the dog was drooling all around. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoNE0HC6xaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RAX0gk298yo/s1600-h/26062007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080980466639226274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoNE0HC6xaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RAX0gk298yo/s200/26062007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the feel of your name on my lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way that your fingers run through my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how your scent lingers even when you're not there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I like the way your eyes dance when you laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how you enjoy your two-hour bath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how you've convinced me to dance in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With everyone watching like we were insane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I love the way you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strong and wild, slow and easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart and soul so completely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I like the sound of old R 'n' B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you roll your eyes when I'm sloppily off key&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I like the innocent way that you cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At sappy old movies you've seen thousands of times(Listen to me now..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strong and wild, slow and easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart and soul so completely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I could list a million things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to like about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they could all come down to one reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could never live without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strong and wild, slow and easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart and soul so completely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way that you love me... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without any programme today, I am putting my focus on a longer blog entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The month of July is coming. Time really flies. Many things have happened over the past 2 months plus. New school, new friends, new her. Changes are inevitable in certain aspect of Life. Along the with changes, they are bound to be some emotional feelings arising from it... In fact, I have been experiencing a whirlpool of emotions . At some point of time, I was overwhemed by it. New changes, new experiences, this is what all is about. I need to pick myself up from the stratch again. Not that it is a bad thing, just that you need to learn alot of new stuffs from the new changes. For the importance of the change, I will also need time to fine tune my perception of certain personas. I am doing all I can to move away from 'guilt' and 'unhappiness'. Luckily, she is there for me all these while. Ever-understanding and open to topic. I am glad that the foundation of the new change was built on for years. Hence, we are able to carry it through the 'hard times'... Now, I am a happier man and a better person due to her on-going encouragement. I embrace the new change whole-heartedly. She is all that I seek of. Not that she is perfect, for I am imperfect too... But she is the best I can wish for. A close friend and a soulmate. She is my everything in fact. A simple attitude, a simple vdae sms, a simple friendship, a simple birthday invitation, a simple lunch and all add up to a simple love. This is simply heavenly. This is the only change that I am glad to have. I will never want any changes to the status quo that I am having now. I am immersed and simply loving it... I no longer see 'tiff' as nonsense, I see it as a lesson. I no longer see that I am 'superior', I see myself as equal. I no longer take things for granted, I see myself giving more. I am changed due to changes. &amp; I am happy to show and share my happiness to the people that I know and I loved... Signing off, Yizhi...&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/6446082584240848759-5514688617322899125?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/5514688617322899125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=5514688617322899125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5514688617322899125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/5514688617322899125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-meant-what-i-said.html' title='&apos;I meant what I said!&apos;'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoNFPXC6xcI/AAAAAAAAAks/blTA_Akf5xY/s72-c/26062007(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-7542631307244702376</id><published>2007-06-27T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T01:09:12.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight~</title><content type='html'>27th June 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zen" princess???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoKWLXC6xZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/i_wIVPwCuIg/s1600-h/27062007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080788451536323986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoKWLXC6xZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/i_wIVPwCuIg/s200/27062007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'temperamental Bossy' in da House!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoKWAHC6xYI/AAAAAAAAAkM/eT9B6vqV7nI/s1600-h/27062007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080788258262795650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoKWAHC6xYI/AAAAAAAAAkM/eT9B6vqV7nI/s200/27062007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept late into the noon. Got digged for being a lazy bum... Somehow I am getting used to it. (I was called that way since the day I ord.) What to do? Holidays what... &amp; you are only free after 5pm mostly. No choice but to snuggle up to my big pool of pillows, blanket &amp;amp; 'chow chow'... Hehehe... Late wake-ups are going to end soon I guess~Holidays are ending. However, there is a 'glimpse of hope' that I might be having classes in the noon for my new semester. Sianz, I get lethargic easily in the noon &amp; I bet I am going to waste my morning by waking up late if I am having noon classes. Stupid arh!!! Most importantly I might be having different class timing with her. Double Stupidity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, let's move on to the highlight of the day. A second trip down to Changi Airport with tian tian de. Some thought for discussions. How many of you people think that being a air-stewardess is 'prestigious'? For me, I think most air-stewardess today have no standard. I am refering to SIA stewardess, yes, SIA's... Today 3hrs roaming at Changi Airport T1 &amp; 2 just justified my stand. Of the dozens stewardess we saw, only two leave impression for being able to uphold the image of SIA air-stewardess. The rest? I am sorry. They are either auntie or plain-jane. The only similarity is that they have big butt... Oops... I think weekeong will agree with me on that yah? Since that day when we sent Samantha off we had our little men's talk. Hehe. &lt;em&gt;(A&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;generalise statement on SIA image only, no other 'evil' intention.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooo, apart from the air-stewardess part, the trip was a nice one. It is always nice to be around her. Laughters and the telepathic waves are simply amazing. We have our little 'Oneh Oneh' joke and a short dinner over at the 'newly' renovated foodcourt. &amp;amp; how can I forget about the 'toilet with lotion waiting' episode. Cheeky girl arh. My pistachio she is... Days are coming shorter ever since the 42hours we had. I still can't get enough of it. I really can't wait for it to become permanent. For now, I can only tresure every moment of her companionship... Miss you dearly. Night...&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/6446082584240848759-7542631307244702376?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/7542631307244702376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=7542631307244702376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7542631307244702376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/7542631307244702376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/06/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight~'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoKWLXC6xZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/i_wIVPwCuIg/s72-c/27062007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-8846710075780368880</id><published>2007-06-27T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T01:38:23.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>42 hours</title><content type='html'>25th &amp; 26th June 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence is the greatest birthday present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFKSTBZCfI/AAAAAAAAAkE/zgCNSV6awsQ/s1600-h/25062007(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080423532854839794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFKSTBZCfI/AAAAAAAAAkE/zgCNSV6awsQ/s200/25062007(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Surreal lady' with Raffles Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFKNDBZCeI/AAAAAAAAAj8/lptjlUc1CYU/s1600-h/25062007(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080423442660526562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFKNDBZCeI/AAAAAAAAAj8/lptjlUc1CYU/s200/25062007(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The backyard... ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFKGjBZCdI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZPqoTofpiSc/s1600-h/25062007(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080423330991376850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFKGjBZCdI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZPqoTofpiSc/s200/25062007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'My Cinderella' in the making... Hehehe, a back shot!!! *Bang bang!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFJ_jBZCcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/RcM8ByO9Mng/s1600-h/25062007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080423210732292546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFJ_jBZCcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/RcM8ByO9Mng/s200/25062007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As she looks on, My heart clings to her... ... ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFJwzBZCbI/AAAAAAAAAjk/FNLRWKBja1E/s1600-h/25062007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080422957329222066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFJwzBZCbI/AAAAAAAAAjk/FNLRWKBja1E/s200/25062007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 'Branchel's Fortress'... .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFJnjBZCaI/AAAAAAAAAjc/kJN0ZSO-Pw8/s1600-h/25062007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080422798415432098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFJnjBZCaI/AAAAAAAAAjc/kJN0ZSO-Pw8/s200/25062007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (There are some distortion in the flow of and selection of photos. Do not infer. Just see and go. Hehe.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A birthday that is pleasantly different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) A 'Ninja' at the start of my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) A Heart-warming gift from that Special person in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) A nice morning wake up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) An 'expensive' birthday check-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) A celebration with no 'plan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) A nice introductory walk ard NLB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Nice stay-in experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) A dinner at the 'open concept cafe'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) A nice walk around Raffles Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) A nice movie of 'Roman Holiday'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) A nice 'Perth photos' sharing experience w some 'unexpected surprise' photos for my birthday. '*pErFeCt*'&lt;br /&gt;12) A nice interaction session.&lt;br /&gt;13) *Sweet Dreams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New changes call for new perspections. I am thankful for all the efforts in wanting to make this celebration a wonderful one. I am fully appreciated of that. It has been a long time since I even need to plan for my own birthday, kinda of weird but it is a new experience. I am truly a changed Brandon. I am controllable in my own thinking. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I can conclude is that I have a memorable birthday this year. For it is truly a simple but meaningful celebration. The precious 42hours is going into the Hall of fame award ranking in Branchel's story. Every moment good or bad will earn itself a place in my heart. Only the best will be remembered and use as conversation. While the bad, only the lesson behind it will be learned. I did not receive any expensive present this year, but I received a gift of happiness in return. No monetary temptation can sway me away from this wonderful love of happiness. A accidentally splendid miracle of life... . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To you, I want to thank you for your vow of love and future. To you, I promise you forever and happiness. Thank you for everything. A Happy Birthday indeed. I am happy. Period. &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/6446082584240848759-8846710075780368880?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/8846710075780368880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=8846710075780368880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8846710075780368880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/8846710075780368880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/06/42-hours.html' title='42 hours'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/RoFKSTBZCfI/AAAAAAAAAkE/zgCNSV6awsQ/s72-c/25062007(015).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6446082584240848759.post-714780118582148030</id><published>2007-06-24T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:13:44.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotsuff Hottie!!!</title><content type='html'>24th June 2007,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian tian de in a pose call, 'flying kisses over my shoulders for mr shy only'. However, I beg to defer. I think this is call 'Hotsuff HOTTIE' as declared by her many suitors... Damn! On Guard!!! Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079646216788707730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rn6HUjBZCZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/pHBuo7c9iEA/s200/23062007(016).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid dog that wanted me to chase after him in the name of playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rn6ECTBZCYI/AAAAAAAAAjM/aTAO6MYduaE/s1600-h/24062007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079642604721211778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rn6ECTBZCYI/AAAAAAAAAjM/aTAO6MYduaE/s200/24062007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up to the anticipation of activities today as my parents wanted to pre-celebrate my birthday, so they claimed. Went for a quick wash up and leave the house with my parents to my grandparents' house. Reason being my parents wanted to give red packet to my ah gong. For his 80th Birthday is coming soon... Actually my ah gong lunar birthday date is only one day earlier from mine... And that explains why my ah gong dotes on me since young~quoted from ah ma. Haha... A pleasant surprise from the trip down to ah gong &amp;amp; ah ma house. I got early birthday ang bao from them. Wahaha. All my tiredness is gone... Hehe... (Actually, they normally only remember my lunar birthday date not my english one as they are from the older generation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stay at my grandparents house is getting alittle too long for comfort. The weather is warm and I became lethargic from the long 'wait' to leave for the so call pre-celebration for my birthday... Argh!!! Haha... By the time we leave my grandparents house, I was grouchy already. Stupid arh, let me wait for long till I am sleepy and lazy to roam around for the rest of the day. (oya, think I played too much with that cheeky dog of my uncle. Let me chase him around the house for hours.) For your infor too, I was rather unhappy for I think I wasted my time for the long wait which in fact I could have better use it to meet up with Rach... Haiz, stupid arh... My parents so called early birthday celebration is actually a family dinner of my own choice!!! Stupid stupid stupid!!! Boo!!! I could have went out in the morning and meet them up at night. Haiz, wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Tian tian de has came up with a plan for today since I told her yesterday I probably wouldn't be meeting her today. She mentioned that she is working on a big project... 'Brandon Project' is the project name. Hmm... Wondering what she is up to. Really. Even up till this very moment, she is still working on it... Haha. Can't wait to see her 'fruit of efforts' tomorrow... Anyway, the 'no meeting' for today did not prevent us from keeping in touch. Every 10mins, there will be an average of 2 of smses between us... 'We are loyal customers of Singtel'. Both our handphone bills have jacked up to a new height level. Wonderful. That's the price of having technology... Hehe. Blame others not us is the best policy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the first meeting since we haven meet for the last 2 years plus, we realised quite afew things today. Things like how the unexplained 'comfy' feeling we had during that short walk to the table, and how certain things had happened along the way to path the road to where we are now. It is wonderful to know that we shared many unspoken similarities... Blissful is the word that darling has been using for the past 2 to 3 days... Partly because of her mum's reaction to Branchel's relationship. Hehe. I can't elaborate alot since she is her mum, and it is for her to say. Thy is blissfully happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I am happily counting down to 25th June. Not because of the birthday thingy, for nobody like actually really really celebrate it for me. I mean friends... hehe... I am happy because I will be meeting her real soon. Whoohoo. The 'missing' will be ending soon with a 2 days rendezvous in place... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6446082584240848759-714780118582148030?l=brandonsu25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/feeds/714780118582148030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6446082584240848759&amp;postID=714780118582148030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/714780118582148030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6446082584240848759/posts/default/714780118582148030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandonsu25.blogspot.com/2007/06/hotsuff-hottie.html' title='Hotsuff Hottie!!!'/><author><name>brandonsu25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12213730319898403922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W1NOIaSndR8/Rn6HUjBZCZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/pHBuo7c9iEA/s72-c/23062007(016).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
