<?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-5599849</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:00:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:* you are the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow *:.</title><subtitle type='html'>when our eyes meet again, will we see breathlessness and blushes in each other, or will we be lucky to see nthg? [[bruised rose *]]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-8572963224427796588</id><published>2008-10-26T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:43:00.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down the memory lane.</title><summary type='text'>for the past two days, i have been walking down memory lane.places that we used to go together, places that i got to know so well, the place that i made you promise to bring me go dating one day (which we never got to), meeting people that we had a connection about (who never fails to bring you up when we converse), and everything reminds me of you.  do you still remember the playground you first</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8572963224427796588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8572963224427796588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/10/down-memory-lane.html' title='down the memory lane.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-6577133434517359183</id><published>2008-09-08T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:31:31.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for better or for worse,im moving on.and im gonna be happier.: )</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/6577133434517359183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/6577133434517359183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-better-or-for-worse-im-moving-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-359302857809549485</id><published>2008-09-06T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:38:28.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>David CookAlways Be My Baby lyricsWe were as one babe For a moment in time And it seemed everlasting That you would always be mine  Now you want to be free So I'm letting you fly Cause I know in my heart babe Our love will never die  You'll always be a part of me I'm a part of you indefinitely Girl don't you know you can't escape me Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby And we'll linger on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/359302857809549485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/359302857809549485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/09/david-cook-always-be-my-baby-lyrics-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-6426760885724688561</id><published>2008-08-24T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:05:15.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is not what I intended I always swore to you I'd never fall apart You always thought that I was stronger I may have failed But I have loved you from the start(Secondhand Serenade - Fall For You) istill miss you. : )</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/6426760885724688561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/6426760885724688561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-still-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-1840672706320286543</id><published>2008-08-15T22:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:44:43.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when will we ever be satisfied with what we already have in our life? : )Huiyu wants:Chanel Mademosielle eau de parfum spray for Women (ok, basically more perfume)Agnes b pink toteApple Macbook/Baby Pink Sony VaioBraces (soon soon!)Guess gold sandals (pretty!)To slim downTo have unlimited spending powerTo get a degree soonLaneige Perfect Renew Sleeping TreatmentLaneige Dual Snow Crystal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/1840672706320286543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/1840672706320286543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-will-we-ever-be-satisfied-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-5211483617240756529</id><published>2008-08-03T16:46:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:25:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeeetures!</title><summary type='text'> Birthday Celebration with OG5 @ Olio Olio Cafe (Holland V)(2nd August 2008, Saturday) minority of og5 who turned upthe july babies, me and jamica!  The Genting Highlands Trip our messy room!whats a girl without camwhoring!the temporary tattoo we did on our ankles! mine's the butterfly! thats the hotel we're staying! me and pretty seok Birthday dinner with colleagues!they made my working life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/5211483617240756529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/5211483617240756529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/08/peeeetures.html' title='Peeeetures!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_011gfIEao5s/SJV5KtwJauI/AAAAAAAAACk/VmeiI2fA3vM/s72-c/DSCF6176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-9189208259189906126</id><published>2008-08-03T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T14:42:04.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always be my baby.</title><summary type='text'>David CookAlways Be My BabyWe were as one babeFor a moment in timeAnd it seemed everlastingThat you would always be mineNow you want to be freeSo I'm letting you flyCause I know in my heart babeOur love will never dieNo!You'll always be a part of meI'm a part of you indefinitelyGirl don't you know you can't escape meOoh darling cause you'll always be my babyAnd we'll linger onTime can't erase a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/9189208259189906126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/9189208259189906126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/08/always-be-my-baby.html' title='Always be my baby.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-8351063455332853911</id><published>2008-07-30T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:37:38.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the birthday weekend.</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BELATED 21ST BIRTHDAY TO ME! : )hi world! and if you're gonna ask, my birthday weekend has been good good. good plain old fun with khoo seok hui all the way up @ genting highlands. no fancy celebrations, no partying this time round but just a plain relaxing weekend. it was a good long weekend for me. 5 days of no work! so it was terribly hard for me to drag myself back to work today! thank </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8351063455332853911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8351063455332853911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday-weekend.html' title='the birthday weekend.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-8814367407227050869</id><published>2008-07-20T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:25:27.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it'd have been four years if things hadn't turned out bad. sometimes i still blame myself for giving up smtg so precious so easily. i guess, all i can say is that things always happen for a reason. and it made me realise that once you have lost smtg u loved most, you will definitely learn to cherish and treasure if given a chance again. i'm sure of that. but most importantly, what i really want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8814367407227050869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8814367407227050869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/07/itd-have-been-four-years-if-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-8583743425342820314</id><published>2008-06-15T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:50:54.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a sweet dream during my afternoon nap today.a really sweet dream.if only this will happen in reality. again.(the tingling sensation of the kiss in the ears)i really pray that everyone around me will be safe and well always. especially those i treasure most. i cant imagine how i would feel like if it ever happens to me. so im hoping that it doesnt.i just caught The Incredible Hulk with seok </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8583743425342820314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8583743425342820314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-had-sweet-dream-during-my-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-1495313884022232633</id><published>2008-06-11T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:18:42.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just "me and myself" time.</title><summary type='text'>hi all!its finally mid-week! yays! im feeling much better now, both emotionally and physically. i had a good "me-and-myself-time" yest. i finally put on my fitness gear (and new adidas adidas running shoes) and went for a jog at bedok reservoir! exercise, after so long! the last time i exercised was a couple of weeks ago with corrin at the gym! haha.i had a good time with myself, finally. with my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/1495313884022232633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/1495313884022232633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-me-and-myself-time.html' title='just &quot;me and myself&quot; time.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-7022618956208564906</id><published>2008-06-08T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T02:18:18.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tadada</title><summary type='text'>im sick all over again. the bad flu bug, feverish feeling and migraine! and i just recovered from an episode of illness one month ago! whats happening to my immunity system! i used to love falling sick during schooling days. weird huh. it would mean that ive got excuse not to go to classes and i took it for granted that there'll always be someone forcing me to take medicine and taking good care </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/7022618956208564906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/7022618956208564906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/06/tadada.html' title='tadada'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-888317459249343117</id><published>2008-05-22T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:21:49.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getaway, anyone?</title><summary type='text'>anyone interested in a short weekend getaway trip to _____ (basically anywhere out of this tiny island. kl, genting, bintan, batam etc) soon? i was thinking of the last weekend in july cos i got totally no idea what to do for my birthday. the thought of it irks me now. whoever is interested text me! : )</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/888317459249343117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/888317459249343117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/05/getaway-anyone.html' title='getaway, anyone?'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-5758568940639358435</id><published>2008-05-21T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:47:17.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>way back into love.</title><summary type='text'>i just finished watching "music and lyrics" online yest and im totally hooked onto the featured songs all over again! it was good, really good. now i feel a deeper meaning to the song, and somehow, it totally relates. its like the best love song ever. : )work has been good. i guess. i changed section once again. 4 down and 2 more to go! im gonna be stuck at haematology for two weeks or so, so i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/5758568940639358435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/5758568940639358435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/05/way-back-into-love.html' title='way back into love.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-8819701858944198429</id><published>2008-05-18T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:16:18.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a getaway.</title><summary type='text'>i need a getaway. and i desperately need it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8819701858944198429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8819701858944198429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-need-getaway.html' title='i need a getaway.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-5869961804998351491</id><published>2008-05-18T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:31:44.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its not so easy.</title><summary type='text'>so this is it.i finally let go, after so long. there's no point holding onto smtg that wasnt even complete to begin with. i have hung on for too long, and i have already lost all the good feelings. there's never a best time to say goodbye. neither did anyone ever said it was going to be easy. it wasnt as easy as i thought. it wasnt a mutual thing either, which made it harder. but now that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/5869961804998351491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/5869961804998351491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-not-so-easy.html' title='its not so easy.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-7886459216644753495</id><published>2008-05-04T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:16:02.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sinking.</title><summary type='text'>hi world.there are alot of things that i wanna get off my chest at one go but i just dont know how to start. if you were to ask me what happened, i dont know how to answer either. nothing happened. maybe its just me and the hormonal world in me is changing. the only world that can perfectly describe the kind of emotions im feeling now is empty.everything is different now. the situation changes, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/7886459216644753495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/7886459216644753495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/05/sinking.html' title='sinking.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-8902256565149244513</id><published>2008-04-13T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T13:41:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new phase.</title><summary type='text'>hi all. updates once again.ok, i have already entered the next phase of my life. the full-time working adult life. it has been almost three weeks since i started work at cgh lab. basically, it sucks. i missed the good old carefree school days. i'd rather mug everyday for stupid quizzes and exams rather than to drag my sorry ass out of bed to work every day. weekends are oh-so-precious now. i have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8902256565149244513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/8902256565149244513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-phase.html' title='new phase.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-5831839652489209066</id><published>2008-03-16T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:05:32.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another just yet.</title><summary type='text'>hi. i'm back.and so i met the laopos for dinner yest, after SO long. being the piggiest and "queen-of-lateness" (as usual), i overslept and i met them at 7pm instead of 1pm. but hey, i wasn't the late-est yest. ha. had fish&amp;co. at glasshouse, to celebrate calida's 21st.we're all turning 21st this yr, everyone's talking abt how they're going to celebrate the big day. but, i'm not a single bit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/5831839652489209066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/5831839652489209066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-just-yet.html' title='another just yet.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-4526551366004486155</id><published>2008-03-05T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:39:00.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been damn long.</title><summary type='text'>its been seriously damn long since i last blogged. and i wonder who will chance upon this blog and realised i updated. haha! this blog consists alot of precious memories that i will keep fondly in the deepest corner of my heart. : )all of us has to make decisions in life. sometimes its a life-changing one. sometimes we make the right decision and sometimes we ended up regretting it. i dare say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/4526551366004486155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/4526551366004486155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-damn-long.html' title='its been damn long.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-4163996511248671938</id><published>2008-03-05T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:23:18.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you.</title><summary type='text'>i still miss you.i know its wrong. but i wish things had ended differently.: )</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/4163996511248671938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/4163996511248671938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-9072465516557709982</id><published>2007-06-08T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T04:29:36.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional</title><summary type='text'>                                      snapshot of me and jasmine at the escalator by the SP photographer!and so its pretty much decided. im taking up SIM's offer for BSC in Banking and Finance. after much consideration, i finally made this huge decision. and this is it.. i hope i wont regret. i'll be making my way down to SIM to make the necessary payment tmr.. :)but this time round, theres no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/9072465516557709982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/9072465516557709982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2007/06/emotional.html' title='emotional'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_011gfIEao5s/RmhqYQ0QUgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dXl7e82UcSo/s72-c/DSC_1233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-4598190640232552605</id><published>2007-05-25T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:50:23.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><summary type='text'>and so it was dinner with best friend and best friend's mom at TM just now. some shopping was done too. i like her mom. i want a mommy like that too. someone whom i can relate to.. someone whom i can count on when i need advices. its just different.. from mine. ahh anyhow, i still love my mom. :)the long-awaited graduation ceremony is finally over. dragged myself outta bed just for this event. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/4598190640232552605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/4598190640232552605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2007/05/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_011gfIEao5s/RlXAXfI0kUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PETHHyYH4Zg/s72-c/DSCF2257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-1167094885797324762</id><published>2007-05-20T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:24:42.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rusty</title><summary type='text'>oh hi! its been eons since i last touched this blog. real long. actually i dont know if i should continue blogging anot.. since im sucha lazy girl. ok.. maybe i should just blog only when im in the mood. add some reading entertainment (in a way) into your lives!haha.  ok and ive graduated from SP. still waiting and drifting. important decisions to make too. we'll just wait and see. till then, its</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/1167094885797324762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/1167094885797324762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2007/05/rusty.html' title='rusty'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_011gfIEao5s/RlBnr_I0kTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rUaBVbNPs8Y/s72-c/Backview.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-112860537031444968</id><published>2005-10-06T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T21:29:30.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS YOO*.</title><summary type='text'>I MISS YOU*darling i miss you can. so terribly. you can neither read my smses nor sms me. moreover, call me. every minute, i wonder what and how are you doing, if you have eaten well and slept well. or even hurt yourself. im so worried abt you. im like a worried mom, worrying for her son who went away on his own for the first time. heh, silly me. but, i really do miss you. very very much. cried </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112860537031444968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112860537031444968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-miss-yoo.html' title='I MISS YOO*.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-112471012765270448</id><published>2005-08-22T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T19:37:07.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates.</title><summary type='text'>been eons since i last blogged. haha, almost forgot the existence of it too. i apologize. =)) okay, lets see. i'll just put in bits and pieces of the events that took place ever since the last entry.  firstly, cls mass outing on the 14th of aug. cos its his birthday eve! haha. met up with dear dear to go bugis to get his formal shirt from G2000. specially chosen by me k. so handsome! hehehe. went</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112471012765270448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112471012765270448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/08/updates.html' title='updates.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-112226787111501731</id><published>2005-07-25T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T13:08:50.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anniversary! =)</title><summary type='text'>eighteen years ago, a cute lil baby was brought into this wonderful world! and that super cute tiny weety lil baby is me!!! hahaha. =Dhappy sweet eighteenth burfday to me!!!hehehe. and a year ago, or rather one year and one day ago, we got together! hehehe. so today's our one year old burfday too! hahaha. double special occasion eh? hehehe. i hope the presie's double-share as well! lol! darling, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112226787111501731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112226787111501731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/07/anniversary.html' title='anniversary! =)'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-112178093782708150</id><published>2005-07-19T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:00:18.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy!</title><summary type='text'>hello peeps. oh finally, two tests down. one more to go! and its the most torturing one! basic pathology! oh my goodness. gotta start mugging hard for it le. jiaayou!darling im sure we can go through it together one! but i just hope that you can spend much more time on your studies instead of club-ing all day long. i know i've been such a nag and we've quarrelled over it several times too, but i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112178093782708150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112178093782708150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/07/busy-busy.html' title='busy busy!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-112040745824876543</id><published>2005-07-03T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T00:23:32.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retail therapy urgently needed.</title><summary type='text'>oo. just in time to blog this down. its 11.56pm now. darling, happy 49th weeks together! heehee. its how amazing we never lost count eh? hehe. and guess what baby, we're on our way to one year anniversary. im so excited. haha. =)school is getting busier, with so many reports, essay assignments, datasheets, tutorials due soon. arghs. and im still trying to get a hang of molecular bio, basic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112040745824876543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/112040745824876543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/07/retail-therapy-urgently-needed.html' title='retail therapy urgently needed.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111997403594238661</id><published>2005-06-28T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:55:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed!</title><summary type='text'>a&amp;pII test tmr, far from done studying. haematology datasheet to do. and its 11.53pm. argh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111997403594238661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111997403594238661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/06/stressed_28.html' title='stressed!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111855676520253181</id><published>2005-06-12T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T14:13:43.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate school.</title><summary type='text'>i dont feel quite like myself anymore.school have become damn monotonous. the only thing i look forward to is the weekends and time with my baby and my friends. i am starting to dread waking up every morning for school. oh hold on, not that i have not dreaded before, but this time, its seriously dread. sigh. i dont know whats happening, everything seemed to be crashing down on me. i missed the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111855676520253181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111855676520253181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/06/hate-school.html' title='hate school.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111770265439143695</id><published>2005-06-02T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T14:29:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the insecurities in me.</title><summary type='text'>the news came as a shock to me. i think to him too.im proud of him. yes, i really do.BUT.why am i feeling the way i do?its a hard decision. i know it is. i dont want to be selfish, as much as i would like to spend all the time in the world with him (i wish!). but i know this decision aint as simple as it seemed to be. i told him its entirely his decision. yes, i'd be supporting him no matter what</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111770265439143695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111770265439143695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/06/insecurities-in-me.html' title='the insecurities in me.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111728694128231941</id><published>2005-05-28T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:29:01.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala.</title><summary type='text'>oh oh. for those who didnt know, im back from genting! haha on thurs. didnt really have the time to update, so tada, this news came so late. haha.school's starting on mon. im excited but i dread it too. weirds me. oh yes, darling would be going to his ncc camp for the whole wk! that means he wont be in school with meeee for the whole week! sobs. and he got an excuse letter, like wth! haha. will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111728694128231941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111728694128231941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/05/lalala.html' title='lalala.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111635074554724195</id><published>2005-05-18T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T01:27:03.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from camp!</title><summary type='text'>hey peeps. im back from camp.overall, the camp was quite fun. cept that the freshies aint enthu enough until the third day. unlike us! we were so enthu last year! haha. everything went rather smoothly although there were some grudges between people. hmm, haha i was quite high during the disconite. i miss the disconite last FO camp. calida, hor? :P am really glad that everything is over already </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111635074554724195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111635074554724195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-from-camp.html' title='back from camp!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111586836583024361</id><published>2005-05-12T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T11:28:05.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off to camp!</title><summary type='text'>wont be blogging until monday! off to camp! 5days 4nights. oh man. :)the fo camp is finally gonna be over! (oh, wait. it havent even started!) i cant wait for the camp to be over. ahhh.darling im sorry. thankfully we're alright already. i really thought things were going to end that day. i was really scared. we will learn from this quarrel okie? precious lesson learnt eh? and i will try not to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111586836583024361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111586836583024361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/05/off-to-camp.html' title='off to camp!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111553514751550520</id><published>2005-05-08T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T14:52:27.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mommys' day!</title><summary type='text'>oh darling, happy 41 weeks together! its rather amazing that we have been counting the number of weeks we have been together since the first day we started. hehe. darling i love u soo soo much. i really cant wait for the camp and games day to be over, then we could spend quality time together. cant wait cant wait. muacks!happy mommys' day to all mommys in the world. u guys are the greatest and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111553514751550520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111553514751550520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mommys-day.html' title='happy mommys&apos; day!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111548124557690389</id><published>2005-05-07T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T00:14:59.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy out with log today.</title><summary type='text'>oh firstly, happy belated 18th birthday to jasminee! miss eighteen already wor! im blogging it only now but i wished you on that day okie! heh. may u stay so loud and pretty always! =) went shopping with corrin baby on tues! fun fun. but she ended up doing all the shopping instead! another shopping trip soon okie! cant wait cant wait. hehehe. she went over to his place to cook for her baby as hes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111548124557690389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111548124557690389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/05/busy-busy-out-with-log-today.html' title='busy busy out with log today.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111476287718474600</id><published>2005-04-29T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T16:21:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha. bored.</title><summary type='text'>You Would Pick Your Boyfriend Again!While the initial new couple spark has faded for you two,You've built upon your attraction - and formed a deep love.And although things are never perfect, they're usually pretty great.So don't let your eye wander. You've got the best catch for you, at home.Would You Pick Him Again? Take This Quiz :-)Find the Love of Your Life(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111476287718474600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111476287718474600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/04/haha-bored.html' title='haha. bored.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111407209797131123</id><published>2005-04-21T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T16:35:40.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boreed. at IDEA centre.</title><summary type='text'>Men See You As PlayfulMen want a challenge and you are the perfect playmateYou know how to push men's buttons and attract a wide range of guysYou enjoy living and loving - it's one of your most attractive qualitiesMen are often consumed with desire for you, and you love that!How Do Men See You? Take This Quiz :-)Find the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.You Are A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111407209797131123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111407209797131123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/04/boreed-at-idea-centre.html' title='boreed. at IDEA centre.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111359169945816081</id><published>2005-04-16T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T03:01:39.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after exams!!!</title><summary type='text'>oh finally. the worst are over. no more late nights, caffeine overdose and chocolates. haha. finally, my brain cells can take a break. phew. its all over.and guess what. its holidays! yipees!the a&amp;p paper today was at 6pm! like wth. this is the first time in my entire life im taking a paper whereby the sky is still brightly lit when i go into the exam room and totally dark when i come out. cool </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111359169945816081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111359169945816081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/04/after-exams.html' title='after exams!!!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111059024701966383</id><published>2005-03-12T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T09:17:27.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>female and male. =)</title><summary type='text'>Your Brain is 80.00% Female, 20.00% MaleYour brain leans femaleYou think with your heart, not your headSweet and considerate, you are a giverBut you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!What Gender Is Your Brain?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111059024701966383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111059024701966383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/03/female-and-male.html' title='female and male. =)'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111038189286949318</id><published>2005-03-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:26:50.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insecurities.</title><summary type='text'>insecurities have been gulfing me up lately.im not the cheerful, forever-smiling girl u used to know anymore. my mood swings so easily nowadays. ive been thinking alot recently. thinking too much, to be exact. i try not to think so much, but i guess it cant be helped right? suddenly, i feel detached from people. just people.i hate to feel like this. i think im possessive, in a way. i refrain him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111038189286949318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111038189286949318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/03/insecurities.html' title='insecurities.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-111011266695871441</id><published>2005-03-06T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:16:36.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misunderstood.</title><summary type='text'>ha. im back. i almost forgot the existence of my precious lil blog.oh well. life have been rather busy lately. and im quite proud to say, i am more hardworking this sem than the previous! smirk. at least, i do my work more regularly. hehehe. darling's proud of me too! :Dlife havent been that great lately.  i have been feeling very bothered, u know fan, lately. i, definitely, dont like the feeling</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111011266695871441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/111011266695871441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/03/misunderstood.html' title='misunderstood.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110865623354474425</id><published>2005-02-18T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T00:03:53.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizes</title><summary type='text'>You Are A RomanticYou are more romantic than 100% of the population.You life your life like a fairy tale... or at least you try to.Living for magical moments, you believe there's only one true love for you.Love is the most important thing in your life, and you don't take it for granted.Your perfect match loves to be in love as much as you do!Are You Romantic or Realistic?Your Seduction Style: The</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110865623354474425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110865623354474425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/02/quizes.html' title='quizes'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110735016526206172</id><published>2005-02-02T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:16:05.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updating! </title><summary type='text'>haaa. aloha! im here to update!okay, updated. im gone! hee.oh well, nothing much to update actually. if yun hadnt reminded me to update my blog, id have completely forgotten the existence of this blog. its soo dusty already. -blows-i noticed a trend. i tend to be really temperamental during the pms week. and its the week that i quarrelled with darling the post. haa. see what it have done to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110735016526206172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110735016526206172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/02/updating.html' title='updating! '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110456179962297235</id><published>2005-01-01T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T14:45:51.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year! </title><summary type='text'>woah. its year 2005 already. time flies eh? it marks a new beginning in a new year! and its especially significant for dearie and i. aha, its the first time we're spending christmas and a whole new year together. so fun! and we're gonna spend so much more christmas-s and new years together! right darling? :Pa new year. a new beginning. a new me. im a happier me. of cos, with darling arnd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110456179962297235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110456179962297235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year! '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110396214174668964</id><published>2004-12-25T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T16:10:33.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas and happy 5months! </title><summary type='text'>hey peeps. merry christmas! and most importantly, happy 5months anni to my dearest sweet thing! double happiness eh? hee.five months. it may not seem like a very long period of time like those old couples out there who have spent like 50years together, it may seem nothing to you, but it meant alot for the both of us. initially, noone had expected that we'd come so far. and im confident that we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110396214174668964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110396214174668964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-5months.html' title='merry christmas and happy 5months! '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110381212757872665</id><published>2004-12-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T22:31:36.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happily attached.</title><summary type='text'>oh. one more days to christmas. hohoho. one more day to our 5 months together too. happy.i miss dear dear so so much. he have not smsed me yet. i have really learned how to cherish the time we spent together. and no, not that i havent been cherishing. i have been OKAY. but sometimes, u tend to take things for granted. and now that we have lesser time together as compared as in the past (i know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110381212757872665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110381212757872665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/12/happily-attached.html' title='happily attached.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110283455008329059</id><published>2004-12-12T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T15:38:45.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school's starting tmr! </title><summary type='text'>woah. im sunburnt. =Doh. school's starting tmr. time flies eh. 5weeks flew by in a spilt of a second. i can still remember that i hoped that school would start soon when the holidays just started. i was that bored during that first week of holidays. but now, i dont even want school to start. i have to wake up at what, 8am for 4 out of 5 school days?!  oh no. im so not getting used to it.it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110283455008329059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110283455008329059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/12/schools-starting-tmr.html' title='school&apos;s starting tmr! '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110135896993491551</id><published>2004-11-25T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T13:46:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 4MNTHS TOGETHER! </title><summary type='text'>aloha! i hope everyone are enjoying their holidays! cos i am! grin. okay lets see, updates updates.went to sch on monday for the IDEA challenge thingy. we were one of the top 80 entries, and now we're down to the top 20! how (un)lucky. on our way back home, the straits times reporter even called to interview us. like wth. hmm, anyway, i guess we just gotta continue what we're doing, although </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110135896993491551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110135896993491551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-4mnths-together.html' title='HAPPY 4MNTHS TOGETHER! '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110083147091632428</id><published>2004-11-19T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T10:33:23.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you.</title><summary type='text'>imissyou.=)but its okay, baby's coming back from camp today! but i would only get to meet him tmr! yipeeeee. miss him soooo much. (:i was awoken up by a bad news. at least, its bad news to me. the worst dream has came true. ruifang called me and in an urgent tone, she said that geoffrey ho called her and told her that our group has been selected for the top 80 of the IDEA </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110083147091632428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110083147091632428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110036556440771057</id><published>2004-11-14T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T01:06:49.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 weeks anni! </title><summary type='text'>selamat hari raya to all. and happy 16th weeks to m' dearest babe.life has been usual. i have been so bored that i went to the extent of reading my sec2 lit text. u know the one with 'macbeth', 'r&amp;j" and 'julius caesar'? i swear the simplified version of julius caesar was so crap. haha. oh well.went to ecp with jean and ruifang yest. it started drizzling when we reached! and we thought that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110036556440771057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110036556440771057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/11/16-weeks-anni.html' title='16 weeks anni! '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-110016066476294615</id><published>2004-11-11T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T16:11:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>materialistic? </title><summary type='text'>beware, below is an extract of my rantlings. for those that are not particularly interested, please click on the 'x' button on the top right hand corner. thank you.maybe many of you many think that gift-giving is not essential in relationships, be it friendship or a courtship. personally, i find it particularly important. to me, its a symbol of love, smtg to remind you that he has put in effort</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110016066476294615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/110016066476294615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/11/materialistic.html' title='materialistic? '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109998999624650221</id><published>2004-11-09T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T23:30:26.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays!</title><summary type='text'>aloha! i have not been updating on my life for soo long. i guess u guys are sick of coming to my blog everytime and realising that theres no new update. too bad dearies. hee. okay, whats new! a new blogskin! im still having problems fixing the tiny details here and there. give me some time, i'll figure it out. grin.what else? exams are over! actually, it ended last thurs. cell bio paper was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109998999624650221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109998999624650221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/11/holidays.html' title='holidays!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109855075531390377</id><published>2004-10-24T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T01:42:01.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ways to better relationship</title><summary type='text'>Hers eXpressive: 4/10Practical: 2/10Physical: 4/10Giver: 6/10You are a RSIG--Reserved Sentimental Intellectual Giver. This makes you a People-Pleaser.Oh, RSIG! You are the most complicated and dynamic of any type. You are brilliant, tender, romantic and a joy to be with. You're the favorite of many of your friends. It's just not a party until you get there. You are bursting with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109855075531390377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109855075531390377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/10/ways-to-better-relationship.html' title='ways to better relationship'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109854986115886295</id><published>2004-10-24T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T00:44:21.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day.</title><summary type='text'>iochem in two more days. math in four days. followed by microbio and cellbio. oh i wana die. i cant wait for exams to end. sigh. i felt like the luckiest girl in the whole world. had wanted to go to sch and study math with dear today. but was feeling lazy when i woke up, so decided not to. still felt like meeting dear, wanted to meet him but he didnt want to. was feeling quite sad cos i didnt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109854986115886295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109854986115886295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-day.html' title='happy day.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109809169981511618</id><published>2004-10-18T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T17:28:19.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING!!! INVASION!!!</title><summary type='text'>mE. Ruifang. Me. Jiayue. Are here to invade Huiyu's blog.. Yeah!!!Today.. we recieved our test results. Hmm.. it wasn't too good.. I mean. Pratically the whole class was feeling so down .... zzzz.. Cos .. the idotic test papers was so diff... what u expect?? hope this will cheer hy up...:) :) hehe... [RF]Hmm...what to say lehz...actually nth much to say leh...hmm...lets see...HY passed her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109809169981511618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109809169981511618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/10/warning-invasion.html' title='WARNING!!! INVASION!!!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109758213281279947</id><published>2004-10-12T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T19:55:32.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE IDEA!!! (:</title><summary type='text'>yipee. one module down. no more idea! can u believe it, no more idea! yipee yipee, im so bloody happy. im gonna run down orchard road and scream, "NO MORE IDEA!" hehe. we had our presentation today. it was good, or rather, better than expected. everything went smoothly, except that i had a headache in the morning. ms koh said that our presentation is well thought out. this comment is a compliment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109758213281279947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109758213281279947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/10/no-more-idea.html' title='NO MORE IDEA!!! (:'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109619036778064035</id><published>2004-09-26T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:50:14.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she. </title><summary type='text'>she hurts: nobody. at least she tries to.she loves: her baby.she hates: that thing.she cries: for a reason. sometimes the reason being no reason.she fears: of losing her baby.she hopes: for a bright future.she saddens: at failure.she feels alone: when baby's not here. she kills: insects that irritate her.she talks: nonsense.she listens: to people.she sees: things and immediately jumps </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109619036778064035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109619036778064035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/09/she.html' title='she. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109553703645015112</id><published>2004-09-19T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T03:50:36.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrible week.</title><summary type='text'>it has been a rather terrible week for me. the academic sector has become sucky. tests and projects dues are all coming up. i have a rwp test and microbio practical test this week. and theres so much to catch up, esp for math and cell bio. im so dead. i need to be disciplined! i need to focus! its not my fault that i have a short attention span! argh.smtg happened on tues which bothered me, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109553703645015112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109553703645015112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/09/terrible-week.html' title='terrible week.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109475657681161651</id><published>2004-09-10T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T03:02:56.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting my baby.</title><summary type='text'>hmm i felt like updating but i didnt know what exactly should i write. hmm lets see, and so i went over to corrin's hse on tues to pick up my camera. her baby was at her house, and i finally met him! im glad to see my baby so happy. we slacked around, read magazines, and took photos(!!!), while waiting for my darling to call me. its really been so long since i last met her! ever since my bday, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109475657681161651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109475657681161651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/09/meeting-my-baby.html' title='meeting my baby.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109444168626215378</id><published>2004-09-06T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T11:34:46.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole new world, with you. </title><summary type='text'>AladdinA Whole New World(Aladdin:) I can show you the worldShining shimmering spendidTell me, princess,now when did you last let your heart decide(Aladdin:)I can open your eyesTake you wonder by wonderOver, sideways, and under On a magic carpet ride(Aladdin:)A whole new worldA new fantastic point of viewNo one to tell us noOr where to goOr say we're only dreaming(Jasmine:)A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109444168626215378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109444168626215378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/09/whole-new-world-with-you.html' title='a whole new world, with you. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109412127579570127</id><published>2004-09-02T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T19:12:48.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank god i found you. </title><summary type='text'>Thank God I Found YouMariah Carey &amp; 98 DegreesI would give up everythingBefore I'd separateMyself from you,After so much sufferingTo finally find unvarnished truthIwas all by myselfFor the longest timeSo cold insideAnd the hurt from the heartacheWould not subsideI felt like dyingUntil you saved my lifeCHORUSThank God I found youI was lost without youMy every wish and every dream</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109412127579570127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109412127579570127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/09/thank-god-i-found-you.html' title='thank god i found you. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109403151761342871</id><published>2004-09-01T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T18:28:17.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loved. </title><summary type='text'>innocent kiss - you're cute and sweet and like itthat wayWhat Sign of Affection Are You?brought to you by okays, lets see. ruifang and jiayue was complaining that i didnt update my blog today. i wonder whats with the sudden blogging craze, everyone's starting to have a blog. hmm.. ruifang started one already too. i was reading jean's blog, and i had a sudden urge to blog. i dont know why </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109403151761342871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109403151761342871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/09/loved.html' title='loved. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109301461705130850</id><published>2004-08-20T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T23:26:28.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy girl.</title><summary type='text'>havent been updating for darn long, and someone's complaining already. haha. have been really busy with schoolwork and all. sigh, but thank god the week was a quite slack one, but next week is gonna be damn hectic, with presentations and all. we're having both idea and rwp presentation on tues and we got to dress up formally for it. i need to go shopping. corrin! where are u! shopping please! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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supposed to meet 3pm at city hall mrt station, but yiyun, teckming and i was late, so i met them at the platform they're alighting and we went to meet them together. when we reached, only cheeren, chunleong, cedric, jieying was there. he had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109203209258813725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109203209258813725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/08/happiest-day-of-my-life.html' title='happiest day of my life.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109129342960331202</id><published>2004-08-01T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T01:03:49.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fantastic wk.</title><summary type='text'>im starting to really hate blogging. it has become a weekly/fornightly basis instead of a daily basis. perhaps people have stopped visiting my blog cos they're so sick of seeing the same entry everytime. haha.the wk has been rather hectic. the workload is starting to pile up, and me, being the usual lazy bum, would always leave the workload to be done over the weekends. and when the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109129342960331202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109129342960331202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/08/fantastic-wk.html' title='fantastic wk.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109093088781931308</id><published>2004-07-27T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T20:22:19.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belated bday. </title><summary type='text'>a great thank you for all those who celebrated my belated bday for me yesterday, esp all my laopos and gfs who planned the whole thing. love u guys lots. it was, indeed, the best bday ive ever spent. laughed alot with pauline and esther yest. and after school, yiyun called him to ask him to lure me away from the clubhouse. i knew there was definitely smtg going on inside. and so, he brought me to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109093088781931308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109093088781931308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/07/belated-bday.html' title='belated bday. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-109060290947983217</id><published>2004-07-24T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T01:15:09.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>advanced bday. </title><summary type='text'>met up with corrin baby today for an advanced bday celebrated. so happy to meet her! it felt like eons since i last met her! though it've only been one wk or so. too bad amanda cant make it today, missed her soo much too. met her on her way to tamp, and we went to century sq to have our lunch. headed to suntec after that. we went to buy the tix for mean girls first before we walked arnd. there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109060290947983217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/109060290947983217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/07/advanced-bday.html' title='advanced bday. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108997562530448059</id><published>2004-07-16T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T19:00:25.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second wk of school. </title><summary type='text'>alright, its been a long time, again, since i last blogged. not that i didnt want to blog, but life has been rather busy lately. and yes, the long-awaited weekend is here! but sadly, it'd be the monday blues after that. we'd have to meet our class tutor twice on monday, for lecture and practical. sians. im so not looking forward to it. two weeks of school have flew by so quickly. lessons has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108997562530448059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108997562530448059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/07/second-wk-of-school_16.html' title='second wk of school. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108943435472108120</id><published>2004-07-10T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T12:39:22.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week of school.</title><summary type='text'>okay, lets see. its been a wk, exactly, since i last updated, and someone's complaining already. hor, yun? so whats new? school has started and im starting to like my class. we paid so much for the piles of notes, textbooks, labcoats and all. im so going broke already. our timetable sucked a lil, esp on mondays to weds. i end school like 5.30pm on mon! oh man, like monday blues? and having to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108943435472108120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108943435472108120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/07/first-week-of-school.html' title='first week of school.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108892089918821879</id><published>2004-07-04T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T14:01:39.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>games day. =]</title><summary type='text'>hie. went for CLS games day yest. it was really fun, for at least, i enjoyed myself. my group aint really fantastic, as some of the girls were like too quiet. thankfully, theres xueting, jiayue, darren, fidarus, adeline in the group whos as hyper as me. haha. steph went off early to go for the syf performance. if werent for them, i would have died of boredom. i still missed danisco! they're so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108892089918821879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108892089918821879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/07/games-day.html' title='games day. =]'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108847122103503050</id><published>2004-06-29T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T09:07:01.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mass outing.</title><summary type='text'>ive forgotten that my blog was open to all, which made somebody started guessing names. hmmmm. uh anyway, i'd be going to sp later for my FOP. and why am i up so early? i have to do my math. yes, the stupid math. sighs. im so far behind, im so afraid i cant finish. argh. hopefully, my to-be-classmates would be darn fun. =]yest was our CLS mass outing, again. but this time round, not so many </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108847122103503050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108847122103503050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/06/mass-outing.html' title='mass outing.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108821639672842723</id><published>2004-06-26T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T16:37:29.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>timetable.</title><summary type='text'>burps. i've gotten my class and timetable already. he's in the same class as me, which makes up for the cruel fact that i have to wake up more than 2hrs earlier for school. hehe. and my timetable's so packed too! lessons starts at 8am on tues, thurs and fri! lets see, what time must i get up! i must wake up at 5.45am! oh my. i dont get to sleep in on mon and wed too! lessons starts at 9am! stupid</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108821639672842723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108821639672842723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/06/timetable.html' title='timetable.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108806277272955201</id><published>2004-06-24T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T15:40:38.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burps.</title><summary type='text'>im officially labelled as 'jobless' now. yayness. it was my last day of work yest and thankfully theres no sabotage session. ive been waiting for this day for so long. and finally, i can enjoy the rest of the holidays till sch starts. hee. went to tp to accompany corrin yest as she has a 3hr break. and yes, i do have a motive for going. hehe, to be on a lookout for cute guys! but well, havent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108806277272955201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108806277272955201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/06/burps.html' title='burps.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108744494029258058</id><published>2004-06-17T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T22:35:35.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>danisco rocks.</title><summary type='text'>burps. and so i watched shrek 2 again yesterday. it was our danisco outing yest. most of them wanted to watch shrek 2, and i didnt mind watching it again, so we watched. hee. laughed throughout the whole movie again. pretty much stoned for quite some time at bk, before most of us headed to pasir ris to get food for our bbq cum chalet. i must admit that i had second thoughts abt staying over when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108744494029258058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108744494029258058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/06/danisco-rocks.html' title='danisco rocks.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108693277952213857</id><published>2004-06-11T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T13:46:19.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun day out.</title><summary type='text'>went out with corrin and jing yest. we had so much fun, i swear. besides the fact that the prints we took was quite a disaster, for me. haha. we watched shrek 2, which was so funny and cute! i swear we did not laugh the loudest in the cinema. giggles. we had to take the second row seats as we bought the tix late. argh. didnt do much of shopping today. i only bought my reef slippers (finally!) and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108693277952213857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108693277952213857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/06/fun-day-out.html' title='fun day out.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108601094872090117</id><published>2004-05-31T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T12:44:05.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocking camp.</title><summary type='text'>CLS F.O camp was simply great great great! we danced so hard and rocked harder than anyone else! i just wish that the camp will continue on and on and on.we reported in school at 9am on friday morning. i saw kokwai and guankai in a bus, prolly heading for some camp too. later then i realised its engineering school's camp. we were separated into our respective groups. i was so quite deflated </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108601094872090117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108601094872090117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/rocking-camp.html' title='rocking camp.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108546196335769368</id><published>2004-05-25T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T13:12:43.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><summary type='text'>the postman that just came didnt believe im SEVENTEEN. he said i looked like sec 2. BAH. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108546196335769368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108546196335769368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108463387827231372</id><published>2004-05-15T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T23:11:18.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burps.</title><summary type='text'>i cant bloody believe i watched 'eye for a guy' twice. i just watched the encore telecast. sheesh. john says ive got eyes and smile similar to rachel's. some food for thought for you guys eh? hahaha. :)) okay, ive been stoning infront of the tv and the comp all day long. i feel fat. sheesh. i dont know if i should go for the sp floorball camp! they just called me. someone go with meeeeeee. :D </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108463387827231372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108463387827231372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/burps.html' title='burps.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108444024146805374</id><published>2004-05-13T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:24:01.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS.</title><summary type='text'>argh. PMS. i have to write abt yest as amanda and corrin blogged abt it. so i have to too. :P and so i met up with corrin and amanda yest. they were supposed to meet me at my house busstop as they wanted to go somewhere near safra to pick saga seeds. but unfortunately, it was raining. i met them at tamp int, and then they told me they're going to katong. i thought amanda's workplace was in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108444024146805374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108444024146805374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/pms.html' title='PMS.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108426483137792647</id><published>2004-05-11T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T17:07:05.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>name number?</title><summary type='text'>6 is my name number.When friends are shopping, they usually come to you for advice, or at least wait until something has your nod of approval before they can secretly feel okay about it! Your image is tasteful, and quite tuned into beautiful objects and beautiful music, art, poetry or music. When you're older your dream home will become quite important to you, and people will find it hard to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108426483137792647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108426483137792647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/name-number.html' title='name number?'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108399501893378282</id><published>2004-05-08T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T13:48:00.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meannnie.</title><summary type='text'>erm. am talking with jing on msn now. how i miss her so. how i miss everyone else. and shes telling me abt how mean her friends could be, and how un-gentleman-ly her class guys could be. like ew. ewwww. i hate men who are not a gentleman. maybe someone's ocassion crude remarks was not that bad at all. i shant mention the name as its quite sensitive eh. hehe. we often hear people saying that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108399501893378282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108399501893378282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/meannnie.html' title='meannnie.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108390691856047994</id><published>2004-05-07T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T14:17:51.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun!</title><summary type='text'>its weird. ive been having really weird dreams lately. just this morning, i dreamt that my dad and mom sent me to japan for overseas studies. okay, japan, of all places. they came along too, and we cramped into this small lil funny hostel room. and the next day, we flew back to singapore. funny. i had a dream when i had an aftnn nap yest too. i dreamt that tay ping hui was my bf, and i was so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108390691856047994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108390691856047994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/fun.html' title='fun!'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108343301622461346</id><published>2004-05-02T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T01:40:04.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i received an email entitledFW: The Truth About Girls. ( haha, i find it quite true. :P) 1. When a girl says she's sad, but she isn't crying, it means she's crying in her heart.2. When she ignores you after you've done something wrong, it's best to give her some time to cool down before touching her heart with an apology.3. A girl can't find anything to hate about the guy she loves (which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108343301622461346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108343301622461346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-received-email-entitled-fw-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108342888206404123</id><published>2004-05-02T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T00:41:07.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amused.</title><summary type='text'>sheesh. im feeling amused. suicidal notes.im not a person person. says:u turn les already ?hui; smile baby. says:no?suicidal notes.im not a person person. says:since wehn ?hui; smile baby. says:no!?suicidal notes.im not a person person. says:lets celebratehui; smile baby. says:NO!?!?!i was pretty shocked when he asked me this. hahaha. i didnt know what makes him think so. he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108342888206404123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108342888206404123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/amused.html' title='amused.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108341072378397412</id><published>2004-05-01T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T19:28:31.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everytime. </title><summary type='text'>Everytime I try to fly, I fall Without my wings, I feel so small I guess I need you, baby And everytime I see you in my dreams I see your face, it's haunting me I guess I need you, baby.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108341072378397412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108341072378397412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/05/everytime.html' title='everytime. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-10827384666920561</id><published>2004-04-24T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T00:44:06.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wonder if anyone's even reading. if you are, you must be getting so sick and bored of my blog cos i dont even drop by to update it. i want to change a blog, but i cant seem to get it done. and life have been rather, busy+boring. my deepest apologies. :))okay, and so for the past few days, corrin and i were working for a wine company at the singapore expo hall. it was darn cool actually, great</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/10827384666920561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/10827384666920561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-wonder-if-anyones-even-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108196117035355124</id><published>2004-04-15T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T00:29:37.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>didnt really feel like blogging. oh well. and so, my leg is almost well. and im regaining my freedom, just with my mom kept calling me and telling me to be careful and all. so caring right! after this whole accident, ive come to realise how much my parents loved me. they'd sacrifice their time and come back home and fetch me to the doc! this is the kind of love id never experience in daily life. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108196117035355124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108196117035355124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/04/didnt-really-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108098434933327741</id><published>2004-04-03T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T17:31:05.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahhhhhh.</title><summary type='text'>this must be the biggest post-april's-fool joke ever. and it happened on me. how lucky. i just went to the doc, in hope that id be healed by the end of a wk. but no! he said id have to go take xray on monday and would have to go back that stinky place again. id have to rely on a pair of unstable (they didnt have anymore as its all loaned out, bah) crutches for my daily activities till i can 'walk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108098434933327741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108098434933327741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/04/bahhhhhh.html' title='bahhhhhh.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108097337209270844</id><published>2004-04-03T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T14:25:31.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sprained ankle.</title><summary type='text'>i swear id never sms while walking down the stairs. once bitten twice shy. lol. now im hopping all arnd the house, like a bunny. bah. i sprained my ankle badly. its swollen now. cries. i didnt know im that fragile. i actually cried like shit once i got home, or rather, even before i got home. my bro and dad was definitely very shocked when they saw me cry. oh well. it was THAT painful la can. and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108097337209270844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108097337209270844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/04/sprained-ankle.html' title='sprained ankle.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108040722191154205</id><published>2004-03-28T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T01:09:35.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories of 04A202.</title><summary type='text'>"I hope we'll be friends forever, together we'll always be. I don't think you understand just how much you mean to me. And one day when we part our ways, we'll think back to the past and think about how happy we are 'cause our friendship will always last."- Bridget Davis i miss school. i miss orientation. i miss lectures. i miss tutorials. i miss miss ee. i miss mrs quek's 'proper' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108040722191154205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108040722191154205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/03/memories-of-04a202.html' title='memories of 04A202.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-108012585650640285</id><published>2004-03-24T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T19:01:41.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bah. went for haagen daz interview today. at tangs. i really hope we, all three of us, can get the job. i need the job. ahaha. i dont wana go jobhunting anymore. the manager made it sound like we will get the job for sure. i hope we do. really. we're supposed to bring passport size photo, photocopies of ic and bank account book( for god-knows-what reason) back there tmr. and we would have to wait</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108012585650640285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/108012585650640285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/03/bah.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-107968317935184029</id><published>2004-03-19T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T17:51:47.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><summary type='text'>school's out. and i prolly am going to rot till july. i missed school already, i missed all the people. i want to go back to school! i want to join in the second orientation! i want to attend lectures and tutorials with you pple! -pout- i cant believe three mnths passed by so quickly. i wish i could live in the three mnths jc forever. since corrin's bugging me to update my blog, -tada- here i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107968317935184029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107968317935184029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/03/update.html' title='update.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-107915816933878413</id><published>2004-03-13T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T14:11:48.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For ever, and for ever, farewell, 04A202. If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed; If not 'tis true this parting was well made.you guys made my 3mnths in jc so wonderful and memorable! all of you guys rock! will remember you guys forever! (:love, huiyu. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107915816933878413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107915816933878413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/03/for-ever-and-for-ever-farewell-04a202.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-107900411329003182</id><published>2004-03-11T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T19:28:04.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how time flies. three mnths in jc passed by so quickly. and tmr is gona be my last day in mj, and the last day im going to ever wear my school uniform. after tmr, no more uniforms! i loved the feeling of wearing an uniform, though we often complain of the heat and what not. -sigh- ive enjoyed myself thoroughly in this three mnths. i learnt alot, made alot of new friends, and of cos, i had alot of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107900411329003182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107900411329003182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/03/how-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-107883892940176166</id><published>2004-03-09T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T21:31:04.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy blues. </title><summary type='text'>i loved rainy days. :D </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107883892940176166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107883892940176166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/03/rainy-blues.html' title='rainy blues. '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-107841008427039364</id><published>2004-03-04T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T22:24:50.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She walks to school with the lunch she packed,Nobody knows what she's holdin back,Wearin the same dress she wore yesterday,She hides the bruises with a linen and lace ohhh,The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,It's hard to see the pain behind the mask,Bearin' the burden of a secret storm,Sometimes she wishes she was never born, Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107841008427039364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107841008427039364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/03/she-walks-to-school-with-lunch-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-107795565928212510</id><published>2004-02-28T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T16:24:16.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o's results! </title><summary type='text'>i cant believe i got such results. the morning before, we were still panicking abt the release of the results, and now, its out and i dont feel anything. it all seemed unreal. to be honest, im really happy with my results. mm, to say im happy is an understatement. im feeling so much happier than just happy, euphoric is the word to describe my feelings right now. its a load off my chest, i feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107795565928212510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107795565928212510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/02/os-results.html' title='o&apos;s results! '/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5599849.post-107738030057731075</id><published>2004-02-22T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T00:32:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute.</title><summary type='text'>should have known all these were too good to be true. should not have indulged myself in all the sweet lies. ive lived in a sweet lie all along, only realising it now. i dont regret knowing you, and to be with you. this quote can never be more true, 'good things dont last', he said so too. but im thankful that i once walked upon a dream together with you. i still believe that we could have gone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107738030057731075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5599849/posts/default/107738030057731075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerothreee.blogspot.com/2004/02/tribute.html' title='tribute.'/><author><name>Hui Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704071069463635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
