<?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-15064119</id><updated>2011-09-10T12:32:09.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed with abundance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-6095080570699972798</id><published>2007-09-21T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:31:40.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a happy girl today..haha..went shopping after school at bugis to buy a pair of sneakers... I've had enough..standing on heels in the bus for an hour is really painful- not because of the blisters, but because all the blood gushes to the toes and they feel like they'll burst, seriously. So anyway..after trying on about 6 different pairs, i bought a pair of black sneakers from converse and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6095080570699972798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=6095080570699972798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/6095080570699972798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/6095080570699972798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-happy-girl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wLotMgIYtPM/RvPicLKEP5I/AAAAAAAAABk/wYBZCPmYWtI/s72-c/tshirt1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-1315300023373301455</id><published>2007-09-19T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:31:40.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH! GUESS WHAT??I got 2 tattoos today!!NOT!....Man..my parents would absolutely disown me if i really came home with 2 tattoos..or any tattoo for that matter..But anyway, those 2 picture are just proof of how boring lecture was today...i was falling asleep and crossed my legs on the chair. Then i noticed this nice bare patch of skin on my leg, so since there was a black pen in my hand...TADAH! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1315300023373301455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=1315300023373301455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/1315300023373301455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/1315300023373301455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-guess-what-i-got-2-tattoos-today-not.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wLotMgIYtPM/RvEPelMfLWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vulkBG4Cpxg/s72-c/tattoo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-7138758663095417649</id><published>2007-09-17T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:20:16.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm starting to feel that.....This is the beginning of the end.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7138758663095417649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=7138758663095417649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/7138758663095417649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/7138758663095417649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-starting-to-feel-that.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-5218893972229167238</id><published>2007-09-15T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T20:27:52.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry. I know I screwed up badly and apologies are hardly going to change a thing. I also know that if the roles were reversed, forgiveness won't come easily.But still, I just hope I could turn back time and go back to everything before.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5218893972229167238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=5218893972229167238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/5218893972229167238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/5218893972229167238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-8174764166011474498</id><published>2007-08-11T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:33:15.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ii weallie weallie hattex peeplez thatt tallk twiitx worhx....hahahahaha...oh man..check this out... Click I was juz telling my bro that having friends like that in your friendster list was social suicide...come to think of it...i might..oh nevermind....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8174764166011474498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=8174764166011474498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/8174764166011474498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/8174764166011474498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/08/ii-weallie-weallie-hattex-peeplez-thatt.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-692304797235855471</id><published>2007-08-01T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T00:11:46.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer Semester GPA 4.0!!!!!!!AHHHHHHH!!! I'm so happy!Praise be to GOD...hahahaahahaha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/692304797235855471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=692304797235855471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/692304797235855471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/692304797235855471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-semester-gpa-4.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-6445383903360340676</id><published>2007-05-31T15:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T16:19:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HATE COCKROACHES! They should all just die and that's it...ok fine,  I'll be kind, they can live, but they should be confined to the jungle or desert, or wherever they were supposed to be. BUT DEFINITELY NOT MY BATHROOM! YUCKS YUCKS YUCKS.... sorry i know i sound like a spoilt bimbo brat, but i really cannot help it when it comes to all these creepy crawlies.A few nights back, i needed to pee </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6445383903360340676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=6445383903360340676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/6445383903360340676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/6445383903360340676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-cockroaches-they-should-all-just.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-1387526682730654984</id><published>2007-05-20T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:05:23.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This blog is officially a ghost town, and the only reason why I am still reminded of its existence is because i set it as my homepage around a hundred years ago and i was simply too lazy to change it. So everytime i opened my mozilla...lo and behold, that boring old entry greeted me. Anyway....When i go online nowadays, im always bombarded with questions from old friends about where I am now and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1387526682730654984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=1387526682730654984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/1387526682730654984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/1387526682730654984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-blog-is-officially-ghost-town-and.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-116541080187627062</id><published>2006-12-06T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:13:21.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know many of you will be familiar with this picture, but I posted it anyway because it seemed so appropriate. I was just comparing the difference in the amount of time it took my mom and my dad to shop for groceries. Yes, groceries, not clothes or anything else. Oh, and yes, my dad's a great dad, he'll help my mom with grocery shopping.Both of them usually shop at the same supermarket. But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116541080187627062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=116541080187627062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116541080187627062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116541080187627062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-many-of-you-will-be-familiar.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-116522334382451871</id><published>2006-12-04T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:09:04.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was thinking about it..and now I fianlly know why my blog is so dead. It has nothing to do with 'I don't have time..'..I know I do. It's just that everytime I think of something interesting, I'm too lazy to switch on the modem and my laptop to type it in. And when I'm finally online and decide to suen bian post on my blog, I can't remember what it was anymore, so I'll just go to youtube and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116522334382451871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=116522334382451871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116522334382451871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116522334382451871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-was-thinking-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-116307122460141523</id><published>2006-11-09T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:20:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The agony of studying</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116307122460141523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=116307122460141523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116307122460141523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116307122460141523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/11/agony-of-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-116307093088235043</id><published>2006-11-09T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:16:48.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A levels.. oh A levelswhy must you do this to meu make studying such a boreu make tys more and moretheres only this much i can takeyet u dun allow me any breaksi sacrificed my time and money to be with ubut in return all u did was make me feel blueoh A levelswhy must u be so hard to pleasecant u just be simple for me to be at easei spend days and nights thinking of ustaring at the books tributed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116307093088235043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=116307093088235043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116307093088235043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116307093088235043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/11/levels.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-116195490612363716</id><published>2006-10-27T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T21:15:06.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling so so sooooooo moody.I don't know what to think...I don't know what to say...I don't know what to do...I'm just a blank... i guess...Left or right? Front or back? Just sit and stay still....psst... don't bother reading..this is a random, rubbish post...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116195490612363716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=116195490612363716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116195490612363716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116195490612363716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-feeling-so-so-sooooooo-moody.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-116185847705442277</id><published>2006-10-26T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:27:57.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Want to remember, but cant.. Want to forget, but cant.. --Life"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116185847705442277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=116185847705442277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116185847705442277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116185847705442277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/want-to-remember-but-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-116170707974122426</id><published>2006-10-25T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:31:08.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rainbow</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116170707974122426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=116170707974122426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116170707974122426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/116170707974122426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115996604925907542</id><published>2006-10-04T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:47:29.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm.. i can now..1) drink an irish coffee in public legally2) watch an M18 movie3) learn to drive....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115996604925907542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115996604925907542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115996604925907542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115996604925907542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115849293788576720</id><published>2006-09-17T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T19:35:37.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't read this if your in the midst of exam-stress-inducing spasms</title><summary type='text'>I know I'm very bad to post this, but I'm sorry, I simply can't help it. Besides, I have nothing much else to blog about. Anyway.....Seeing almost all my friends pulling their hair out because of prelims, I'm glad I'm where I am I really don't envy them. So far, I've divided them into 3 groups:Grp 1: They're so smart that they actually think exams are fun.. or even if they don't, they actually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115849293788576720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115849293788576720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115849293788576720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115849293788576720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-read-this-if-your-in-midst-of.html' title='Don&apos;t read this if your in the midst of exam-stress-inducing spasms'/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115677418139396201</id><published>2006-08-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:11:07.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a follow-up to the previous post..and I'm replaying an sms conversation that took place between the dude that sent me that email and myself...me: eh..I dun see any moon anywhere..haha dude: hahaha..is it the email? its the 27th..today is 26th..me:12.30 is 27th aug already what..it's already the 27th in the morning...dude: hahaha..well night fell at 26th. so the thingy would have appeared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115677418139396201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115677418139396201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115677418139396201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115677418139396201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-follow-up-to-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115556610411683504</id><published>2006-08-14T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:03:27.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I received this email not too long ago....... hmm...anyone wants to go moon-watching?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115556610411683504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115556610411683504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115556610411683504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115556610411683504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-received-this-email-not-too-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115548014532043685</id><published>2006-08-13T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:27:34.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Having no exams to mug for, coupled by the fact that most of my friends have to..I have been going out very "un-frequently"...and hence, giving me loads of time to spend on the com..(most of you would already have guessed that though...)I came across these "quizzes" and found them quite amusing......so..here u go....maybe u should try it out some time too! haha...Ps.. I'm not that bhb..so juz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115548014532043685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115548014532043685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115548014532043685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115548014532043685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/having-no-exams-to-mug-for-coupled-by.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115546435807550385</id><published>2006-08-13T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:09:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MyPhotoAlbum free photo and video sharingAfter i posted the collage i had a some people asking me for the photos... I know most of us( 4B pple) were supposed to get the cds of compiled pictures but barely a handful did( I happen to be one of the handful)... so i decided to post them online so that those who want it can download what they want, when they want to..However, i have left out a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115546435807550385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115546435807550385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115546435807550385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115546435807550385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/myphotoalbum-free-photo-and-video.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115537056039069064</id><published>2006-08-12T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T16:16:52.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm juz curious to know, how many of you still hold your parents' hands? I mean like..when going out or something..Cos u see, I grew up holding my parents hands...so, walking hand in hand with my parents in public wasn't anything out of the ordinary..that is, until i realised recently not everyone shares the same view. (i think)I was in Parkway Parade shopping with my parents some time back. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115537056039069064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115537056039069064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115537056039069064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115537056039069064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-juz-curious-to-know-how-many-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115530555689693637</id><published>2006-08-11T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T01:04:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I missed my ex class very much and since i currently am very quite free, i decided to play around with my photoshop and do this...... =) I simply love it..brings back tonnes of memories, doesn't it? *sigh* Click on the picture to get a full sized version</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115530555689693637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115530555689693637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115530555689693637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115530555689693637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-missed-my-ex-class-very-much-and.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115521053451723181</id><published>2006-08-10T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T19:50:09.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was reading an old newspaper article about Singaporeans going into debt because of overdrawn credit cards and it reminded me an interesting conversation i had a while ago...Phone: Hello, may i speak to miss saw please?Me: Speaking..Phone: Hi, I'm from Abn Amro bank, and I'm extremely pleased to tell you that you've been exclusively selected for our prestigious platinum credit card...Me: Is that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115521053451723181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115521053451723181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115521053451723181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115521053451723181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-reading-old-newspaper-article.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115502010727833140</id><published>2006-08-08T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T19:53:33.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You wanna noe something? I've always been very fond of receiving emails..not the "msn updater" or "friendster notfication" kind..I'm talking abt the "Dear shiyun" followed by a long letter kind.. I don't know.. i juz like the feeling of getting mail i guess..and the anticipation of reading what my friends have to say...Unfortunately, as i was clearing my hotmail inbox and some saved messages, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115502010727833140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115502010727833140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115502010727833140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115502010727833140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-wanna-noe-something-ive-always.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115495331253853549</id><published>2006-08-07T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:21:52.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think it's more fun tweaking with my blog's template than doing the actual posting...really...those who agree with me raise your hands....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115495331253853549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115495331253853549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115495331253853549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115495331253853549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-its-more-fun-tweaking-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115494884481643029</id><published>2006-08-07T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:09:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>           click on the comic to enlarge it I was browsing the Sunday lifestyle section when i came across this comic... thought it would be rather interesting and appropriate to post it on the blog..haha...p.s. I really like the expression of the doggie..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115494884481643029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115494884481643029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115494884481643029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115494884481643029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/08/click-on-comic-to-enlarge-it-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115410123079519077</id><published>2006-07-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:31:58.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had forgotten my blog password.. which not surprising considering how frequently i blog..and goes to show how blog-worthy my life is right now..haha.. I'm leading what you can call...a slacker's life..oh..for my friends who still do not know.. i'm currently unemployed...ya..had a major disagreement with my ex-mentors at the restaurant management thingy...cos I totally disagreed with the way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115410123079519077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115410123079519077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115410123079519077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115410123079519077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-had-forgotten-my-blog-password.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-115004313646925056</id><published>2006-06-12T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T00:25:38.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't like the gss( great singapore sale for those who don't get it). It is irritating. It is a cheater. I was so happy and excited that it started. Then when I really saw stuff that i liked, like this black skirt...NO SALE. Walked on further and fell in love with another blouse...NO SALE.....and the same thing happened all the way.All the stuff that are on sale are the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115004313646925056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=115004313646925056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115004313646925056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/115004313646925056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-dont-like-gss-great-singapore-sale.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-114900488818334116</id><published>2006-05-30T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:18:12.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok ok ok....i know...it's been a million years since i last blogged. It's just that i've been so lazy lately..and there were so many better things to do like sleep . Anyway, to cut my whining short, I finally have something blog-worthy.I recently took a short trip to Hong Kong with my family. Personally my favourite part of the trip was the plane ride, no joke. haha...call me sua ku or whatever, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/114900488818334116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=114900488818334116' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/114900488818334116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/114900488818334116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/05/ok-ok-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-114113088467251389</id><published>2006-02-28T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T20:48:04.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow..it's been like...so long forever since i last blogged. Guess what? im on vacation! haha..at least, i think so for the time being.I think i'm getting lazy. haha..was supposed to go for an early morning swim. But when i woke up at 8.45, i was too lazy to get my butt moving..in the end kept dragging on until.."daddy, aiya, nvm la..tmr then go".. -___-I know i know, my blog sounds weird. im </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/114113088467251389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=114113088467251389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/114113088467251389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/114113088467251389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113767822870412977</id><published>2006-01-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T21:43:48.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the past, I never liked hair cuts...really..somehow they never turned out the way i wanted them to..When i was 5 ( or around there)My hair was always cut to a little bob. Straight cut with fringe. It didn't look too bad, I must admit, but I envied my kindergarten classmates who always came to school in those long swishing pony-tails that were beribboned and sometimes even curled.In primary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113767822870412977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113767822870412977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113767822870412977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113767822870412977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-past-i-never-liked-hair-cuts.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113690753386045720</id><published>2006-01-10T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T23:38:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Irritating. I'm trying to look for a more sinful delicious picture of chocolates, or candy, or food..ok, now im hungry. Anyway, in the meantime, juz bear with the bears..haha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113690753386045720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113690753386045720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113690753386045720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113690753386045720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/01/irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113515039903998597</id><published>2005-12-21T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:33:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ha! I'm finally back. December is such a hectic month. With Christmas on its way, there are so many things to get completed at the restaurant. Let's start with the cake boxes. My assignment was to transform the plain ol' white cake boxes into something presentable...hand-drawn, ok!!! haha..so anyway, basically i just drew a few poinsetias( is that how u spell it?) with leaves and sprinkled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113515039903998597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113515039903998597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113515039903998597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113515039903998597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/12/ha-im-finally-back.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113428122364887046</id><published>2005-12-11T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T14:07:03.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow..its been a long long time since i last updated my post. The previous weeks or so were hell on earth awful. Cried my eyes out ( and before any of u make any assumptions, NO NO NO..its nothing to do with romance, sheesh..is that all u ever think abt? haha) It was juz an awful time... I was basically getting so tired out and stressed out at work, thus not performing to my optimum and hence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113428122364887046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113428122364887046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113428122364887046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113428122364887046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113332367606809144</id><published>2005-11-30T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:07:56.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry guys... been having quite a lot of bad hair days recently.. not really in the mood to actually blog/crab/laugh/joke. oh well.. yep..and i changed the blogskin again.....from the pinky one to THIS...truth to be told, i was getting quite sick of all that pink after a while..haha.. see ya..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113332367606809144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113332367606809144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113332367606809144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113332367606809144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/11/sorry-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113223614931375806</id><published>2005-11-17T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T22:02:29.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok...this is shocking. I went on the weighing scale today.. my weight is presently 46.1 kg. That is fine. What is NOT fine is that my body composition includes 20% of fats!!! I seriously thought I was leaner than that. Now what's even more shocking is I've started working out. IMAGINE!!! Then, i also found out. Boobs are made up of adipose tissues. Hence if u want to burn of the fats to get a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113223614931375806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113223614931375806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113223614931375806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113223614931375806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113137904867970212</id><published>2005-11-07T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T22:44:01.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like hanging out. Not partying, not havoc-ing. Just plain hanging out. But i don't have the time for that anymore. Or rather, to be more precise, my friends don't exactly have the time for that. What with JCs and all that long list. (no offense, people)However, after many attempts thru sms, msn bla bla bla to try set up a date to meet, i finally got to meet 2 of my khaki; Sarah and sam.. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113137904867970212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113137904867970212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113137904867970212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113137904867970212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-like-hanging-out.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113125731655743877</id><published>2005-11-06T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T14:08:36.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lightning and thunderI don't like nightmares. I really don't.It was scary that night. I can't really remember the contents of the dream. But i do know it was raining cats and dogs. And that comes with lots and lots of lightning and thunder. So basically what happened was there was this crack of lightning right outside my window, and some loud loud thuder. It shocked me out of my sleep and out of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113125731655743877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113125731655743877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113125731655743877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113125731655743877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/11/lightning-and-thunder-i-dont-like.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113093251419274077</id><published>2005-11-02T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T19:55:14.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Couch tomato...I mean, potatoCable tv can be hazardous to your health. Really. Especially when you're sick and quarantining yourself at home. Other than lying in bed,resting or sitting on the couch, potatoing( if there's such a word), there really isn't much you can do. Oh yes...fold the clothes.The past 3 days of my sick leave I spent it just sleeping. Today is the last day. I spent it sleeping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113093251419274077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113093251419274077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113093251419274077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113093251419274077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/11/couch-tomato.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113083860374596926</id><published>2005-11-01T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T17:51:40.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Virus Vibe and Movie ManiaI've been hit by a flu bug. My eyes tear, my ears ache, my throat is sore and my face hurts. Not nice at all. Totally horrid. *cough cough..Achoo!* Anyway, I've been "quarantined at home for 4 days...not really in the condition to smile and serve people their food.. Slept most of the time and slept.Oh well, enough of my sick story plight. After all, who hasn't been sick </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113083860374596926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113083860374596926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113083860374596926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113083860374596926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/11/virus-vibe-and-movie-mania-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113041065951465080</id><published>2005-10-27T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:43:55.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vanity FairI just came to the realisation of what a "vain-pot" i was beginning to be... =p...My bag was unusually heavy today and i decided to pour its contents on my bed and start sorting my stuff out. This blue drawstring bag tumbled out- my cosmetics bag. I found my heavy culprit. I never realised that i had accumulated so much of vanity-appliances over the past one year...or maybe a year and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113041065951465080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113041065951465080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113041065951465080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113041065951465080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/10/vanity-fair-i-just-came-to-realisation.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113017376497924601</id><published>2005-10-25T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:44:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stunned beyond measureI was shocked shocked shocked shocked today..totally, utterly in shock.I went with my parents for a car ride..or maybe, more truthfully, I was bored and decided to follow them to pick my brother up at sch...He messaged my dad to pick him up at his usual spot...beside a certain pillar by the bus stop. Imagine my surprise when we saw 3 secondary school girls surrounding him..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113017376497924601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113017376497924601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113017376497924601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113017376497924601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/10/stunned-beyond-measure-i-was-shocked.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-113012706122214622</id><published>2005-10-24T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:45:14.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FriendsThere are pros and cons to having friends, honestly. Of course, I'm not saying that I have too many friends that I can afford to start complaining or something..haha. But, let me just state a few classic facts.Pros:Friends are a shoulder when u cryFriends are there for u, or at least they try.Friends are a ear when u need to gossip.And they're there when u're supposed to be studying but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/113012706122214622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=113012706122214622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113012706122214622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/113012706122214622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/10/friends-there-are-pros-and-cons-to.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112991515447657216</id><published>2005-10-22T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T12:23:19.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SleeeeeeepeyI have no idea what to blog about.I am tired.I am sleepy.It's past one am and I'm still awake.I am bored.Well.....I did vacuum the house today...that's something to be happy about!zzzzzzzzzz...Goodnight.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112991515447657216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112991515447657216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112991515447657216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112991515447657216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/10/sleeeeeeepey-i-have-no-idea-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112943518294371726</id><published>2005-10-16T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T12:23:53.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Belated belatedthis post is running late...*13th Oct 2005**michaelangelo**esplanade**tiramisu*so so so happy.....thanks so much pple...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112943518294371726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112943518294371726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112943518294371726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112943518294371726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/10/belated-belated-this-post-is-running.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112861046696095058</id><published>2005-10-06T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T12:25:21.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Irritatingly in a bad moodthere are times when guys juz totally get on your nerves...and i don't mean anything in the romantic sense. they juz piss u off...period.and since im already in such a freaking bad mood, mebbe i should juz take the chance to spill..remember in the previous posts i was complaining abt bad habits and having to keep away for 3 weeks? haha..now i come to think of it..i think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112861046696095058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112861046696095058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112861046696095058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112861046696095058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/10/irritatingly-in-bad-mood-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112826684890250044</id><published>2005-10-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T12:26:03.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday to me...happy birthday to me.....yesterday was my birthday and it was totally great.... i went to work, as usual, in my normal attire of tee shirt and jeans.. i think i prob have the best "teacher" and "boss" ever...i mean, they actually told me to change out of my "uniform" and sit down with my family for dinner! and more...they actually invited a few regular diners to the "party"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112826684890250044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112826684890250044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112826684890250044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112826684890250044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112792728705238357</id><published>2005-09-29T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T01:08:07.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im hungry....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112792728705238357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112792728705238357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112792728705238357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112792728705238357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112792713184594123</id><published>2005-09-29T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T01:05:31.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my dad just came back from this 2-week long trip.. and he shared a very meaningful article with me, which i thought i might as well post here.here goes...If you woke up this morning with more health than illness… you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112792713184594123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz...ok..im in a bad mood now...calm down...calm down...hmm...made brownies on thursday last week..so this thursday i thought i'd do a bit of choc mousse...that was fine..until i got scolded of course... scolded becauseeeee...*drums roll* moussed requires raw eggs u see..and with the bird flu raging somewhere on the globe..how can i feed such a dangerous dessert to my family?? ok....urghhhh...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112739454207607085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112739454207607085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112739454207607085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112739454207607085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/09/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112715023803371803</id><published>2005-09-20T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T01:17:18.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh..saturday and sunday were really busy days for me. saturday was the restaurants monthly social nite dinner, which is exclusively for the regular diners. menu served was yummy though- thai fried chicken, fish cake, tom yum, an assortment of other dishes and BLACK PEPPER CRABS...absolutely gorgeous...and despite being within working hours, tutor allowed me to remove my apron and join in for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112715023803371803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112715023803371803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112715023803371803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112715023803371803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/09/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112652320487581162</id><published>2005-09-12T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T19:06:44.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>=)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112652320487581162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112652320487581162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112652320487581162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112652320487581162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112652272715004446</id><published>2005-09-12T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T18:58:47.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After so many months of procrastination, i've finally gotten it. "Gotten what?" u may ask...ok don't laugh..i bought myeslf a mixer...u noe..those kind that u'd use for baking cakes and stuff. i went shopping a robinsons today..and i saw this beautiful brown skirt i fell love with...but it was $89...eeks...stupid price tag- burst my dream bubble...so instead of the skirt, i got my new toy- the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112652272715004446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112652272715004446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112652272715004446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112652272715004446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/09/after-so-many-months-of.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112471809216708147</id><published>2005-08-22T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T21:41:32.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday was really really good. hahaha..it was my exam..kinda cool...instead of having to mug and stuff, my exam was having to serve my frens and teachers dinner at the restaurant im currently learning at. Felt kinda weird at first..having to "wait" on them..haha..but got used to it as the day wore on.lets see.. the menu was something like...oxtail and wine stew, big giant sausages, and seafood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112471809216708147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112471809216708147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112471809216708147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112471809216708147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/08/saturday-was-really-really-good.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112331036930252788</id><published>2005-08-06T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:39:29.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think im a bit weird sometimes..seriously. it's like..when i get scolded at lessons...the feeling is awful. then again, i start to feel scared when i don't get scolded AT ALL...makes me start wondering what's really wrong. heh. oh ya..and sitting on bus 33 almost everyday at 5.37, i can recognise all the regulars bus-sitters..and i start to observe people's fashion. THAT, i realised, is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/112331036930252788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15064119&amp;postID=112331036930252788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112331036930252788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15064119/posts/default/112331036930252788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://followthefootsteps.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-think-im-bit-weird-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>choco.pudding</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12184411960501960793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15064119.post-112308333755576649</id><published>2005-08-03T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T23:35:37.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok..i juz lost my diary..i know i put it beside my bed..but it ran away, i guess.. so im gonna try to cram what i can remember here..yea rite. anyway, its been a very eventful 8 months this yr. So many things happened that did not even happen in the past 16 years. Firstly, i made my biggest decision so far...i quit school. yea..quit sch. 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