<?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-12186950</id><updated>2011-09-01T23:41:15.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Blur Blur World</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a Gross girl living in a gross world... Everything is blur to me.. Everything is new for me.. Getting lost and blur is nothing new for me... Everyday is a new experience for me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-6204935950669666297</id><published>2009-09-03T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:10:25.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>进猪笼</title><content type='html'>If I was born years ago.. back in china. Confirmed I am 1 of those woman that is shoved into the pig basket and throw into the sea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long... I am still so into him... and i realize that I have not once got him out of my life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just bloody hell wake up my farking idea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-6204935950669666297?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/6204935950669666297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=6204935950669666297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6204935950669666297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6204935950669666297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='进猪笼'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7930802474542495719</id><published>2009-09-01T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:07:22.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Itchy Backside</title><content type='html'>I came to realize that most of my closest female frens ard me, end up choosing the following route. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not choose to be with one who the love most... and end up with the one that loves them the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the same feeling too??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just so strange at times... Why are it be... both are all deeply in love???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7930802474542495719?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7930802474542495719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7930802474542495719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7930802474542495719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7930802474542495719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2009/09/itchy-backside.html' title='Itchy Backside'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-9157203759064207175</id><published>2009-04-27T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:09:20.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Been so busy to come here and blog down my thots... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. really shld make some effort here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case when I grow old... I can't rem the things which I did in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the Big 30 soon.. Done so much.. yet to do many as well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however.. I guess I shld still say thanks and count my blessing. At least my life is consider as great to many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 of my resolution this yr is to travel to many more places.. Holiday I mean.. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is scary.. But I am happy... I have really prove many wrong... There are many things which I can do.. and will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-9157203759064207175?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/9157203759064207175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=9157203759064207175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/9157203759064207175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/9157203759064207175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-busy-busy-busy.html' title='So busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-8694656126916736773</id><published>2009-01-15T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:54:34.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the Wind.... 2008 over liao???</title><content type='html'>Ros is so a lazy girl... I realised I hardly have updated anything since Aug last year.. when there had been so much things happening in my life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in my previous post.. Yeah.. the emo one abt finding out on certain truth.. Guess I stil find it a bit hard to accept but.. Heck it.. wat is over, is over. I just have to accept and move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is really a weird year for me. Generally a rather good year for me since I am still well and kicking ard.. Having tons of my loved ones still ard to fuss over me when I'm having my usual crankiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were also its not too happy moments.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jeannie and her mini saga - I guess this incident had left both myself and those ard us a little taken aback, But as life goes on.. We are happier ppl when we forgive, forget and continue to play MJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Rob and family Not so Mini saga - This happen too close at hm to simply forgive, foget and move on. But still as long as the whole family is together.. I guess we will survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more year wiser but still I have lots to learn and more to gain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do need to be more focus, be thankful of what I already have and not be too greedy for what is not meant for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you GOD for 2008 and pls stay with me and all my loved ones for 2009 and many many more years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-8694656126916736773?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/8694656126916736773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=8694656126916736773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8694656126916736773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8694656126916736773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2009/01/gone-with-wind-2008-over-liao.html' title='Gone with the Wind.... 2008 over liao???'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-4899252253553247255</id><published>2009-01-15T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:19:00.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bery long no update liao hor...</title><content type='html'>Walau.. so super busy now a days... tht i never update anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 have been generally quite alright for me... More or less more settle down with work and personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still there are always the usual here and there nonsense which I will have to go thru. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. I wonder why.. there is this painful feeling.. when i found out the truth... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2009... HUAT AH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-4899252253553247255?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/4899252253553247255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=4899252253553247255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4899252253553247255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4899252253553247255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2009/01/bery-long-no-update-liao-hor.html' title='Bery long no update liao hor...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2544129740110472740</id><published>2008-08-11T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:52:12.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip for Family</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Come to think abt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already planned abt 3 simple road trip to Malaysia for my family members and frens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly the coordination and planning can be quite irritating when u are trying your best to make everyone happy yet.. there is always some screw up here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as always... when u have supportive, understanding and nice family and friends. No matter what you do... they will still love you for who you are... and best... love you more becos you bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. back to my road trip.. Its really very simple... Just to share a little on what I have organize so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Trip 1 - Hotboyz kelong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to book from their website, then arrange the transport. Viola... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For myself.. we did a short drive about 2-3 hours from JB causeway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage is about $80-90 per pax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kelongfishing.com/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip 2 - Afarmosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked a villa from this webiste, drove up on our own with 6 cars in total. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage is about $70 - 80 per pax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.malacca-hotels.com/afamosa/rooms.htm#villa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.afamosa.com/main.php?m=Content&amp;op=page&amp;id=22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Trip 3 - Kota Tinggi Fireflies Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked 1 nite stay at the following resort. Comments from my Dad was it reminds him of his kampong house last time. But with modern facilities of cos. Got air con and water heater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove up to kota tinggi which took us abt 1 - 1.5 hours from JB town. Then went to the water fall and the fireflies boat ride, on top of tht we even had a small bbq session outside of our resort. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage: $60 - 80 per pax including fireflies boat ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kota-rainforest.com.my/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2544129740110472740?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2544129740110472740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2544129740110472740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2544129740110472740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2544129740110472740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/08/road-trip-for-family.html' title='Road Trip for Family'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-8556397017061041461</id><published>2008-07-22T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:12:50.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be hate such a person?</title><content type='html'>ZZZZzzzzZZZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: Eh... Did I snore just now? &lt;br /&gt;L: Ya.. :D&lt;br /&gt;R: Very Loud huh? I think I heard myself snoring le? :P&lt;br /&gt;R: Why didn't U wake me up? &lt;br /&gt;L: Erm... Becos Your snoring put me to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damm.. I just can't forget this line even in my whole life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a past king, damm.. I will be one who wasted my own kingdom for pretty and silly girl.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-8556397017061041461?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/8556397017061041461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=8556397017061041461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8556397017061041461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8556397017061041461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-be-hate-such-person.html' title='How to be hate such a person?'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-8022601977493483076</id><published>2008-07-08T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:38:03.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy.. Bloody July...</title><content type='html'>Damm.. I always hate July.. Why? Becos its like half a year have got.. I am still no where near my new year resolution.. And the worse is.. I get all exciting.. becos National Day is coming.. *My BIRTHDAY IS COMING!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. there is just this few reason which why I love July.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this joyous month... is the month we celebrate for the one and only dearest Lorri Birthday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-8022601977493483076?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/8022601977493483076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=8022601977493483076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8022601977493483076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8022601977493483076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-bloody-july.html' title='Busy.. Bloody July...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-4453354373339026387</id><published>2008-05-19T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:23:57.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros's Ideal World</title><content type='html'>Take all things in life with a pinch of salt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what my ideal world is really..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke 6:30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back.&lt;br /&gt;Do to others as you would have them do to you.&lt;br /&gt;If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' love those who love them.&lt;br /&gt;And if you do good to those who are good to you, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' do that.&lt;br /&gt;And if you lend to those from whom you expect repayment, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' lend to 'sinners,' expecting to be repaid in full.&lt;br /&gt;But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-4453354373339026387?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/4453354373339026387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=4453354373339026387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4453354373339026387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4453354373339026387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/05/ross-ideal-world.html' title='Ros&apos;s Ideal World'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-8574901132394358349</id><published>2008-05-12T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:26:43.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros should just get a dog</title><content type='html'>I should just buy a puppy... hoping tht this time round... It will out-live longer than I do.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised... I will give it my all and always be there for it.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will go live alone on a deserted island with my puppy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-8574901132394358349?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/8574901132394358349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=8574901132394358349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8574901132394358349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8574901132394358349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/05/ros-should-just-get-dog.html' title='Ros should just get a dog'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-8948294518539852492</id><published>2008-05-02T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:07.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bimbo Geek!</title><content type='html'>Many find it hard to believe and accept that in actual fact, Ros is a closet Geek by nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reads reviews of the latest IT gadgets, drools over them and most of the time end up buying them and realising that she is a 101% bimbo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samsung i780. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A feature packed device which she had diligently read and research all articles and reviews on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE BOUGHT IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBnt2CaQKeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/x3FjvD4Lr7o/s1600-h/gsmarena_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBnt2CaQKeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/x3FjvD4Lr7o/s320/gsmarena_005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195445157764278754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as like what happen to all her other super high-tech devices that she owns... She realise... Once a Bimbo... Forever a Bimbo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Another failed attempt on a PDA Phone by a Bimbo Geek wananbe*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kill the poor phone... =(  and herself in the process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGHZ.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-8948294518539852492?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/8948294518539852492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=8948294518539852492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8948294518539852492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8948294518539852492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/05/bimbo-geek.html' title='Bimbo Geek!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBnt2CaQKeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/x3FjvD4Lr7o/s72-c/gsmarena_005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-8277882429049897169</id><published>2008-04-28T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:07.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I loves Doggy.......</title><content type='html'>I tell you all hor.. Ros is super likes doggies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See they so cute... how not to like them??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw... So cuteeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBXANCaQKcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/0ZUBkZYcTJw/s1600-h/n581525661_593294_6945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194269075459549634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBXANCaQKcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/0ZUBkZYcTJw/s320/n581525661_593294_6945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBXANCaQKdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IwNEWJOfP5Q/s1600-h/n814830176_1184132_2056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194269075459549650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBXANCaQKdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IwNEWJOfP5Q/s320/n814830176_1184132_2056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-8277882429049897169?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/8277882429049897169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=8277882429049897169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8277882429049897169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8277882429049897169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-loves-doggy.html' title='I loves Doggy.......'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBXANCaQKcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/0ZUBkZYcTJw/s72-c/n581525661_593294_6945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-3761954799096823033</id><published>2008-04-28T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:08.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dieded on Mt KK</title><content type='html'>I have dieded on MT KK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough Said, See picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlQiaQKXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5dL6ZW4_CXg/s1600-h/IMG_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194239448775141746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlQiaQKXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5dL6ZW4_CXg/s320/IMG_0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlQyaQKYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/48M49tQx6Aw/s1600-h/IMG_0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194239453070109058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlQyaQKYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/48M49tQx6Aw/s320/IMG_0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlQyaQKZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YbVbfa5SWfY/s1600-h/IMG_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194239453070109074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlQyaQKZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YbVbfa5SWfY/s320/IMG_0171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlRCaQKaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MQebOHH0HbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194239457365076386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlRCaQKaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MQebOHH0HbQ/s320/IMG_0162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlRSaQKbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Yz3khFBaoEk/s1600-h/IMG_0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194239461660043698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlRSaQKbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Yz3khFBaoEk/s320/IMG_0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-3761954799096823033?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/3761954799096823033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=3761954799096823033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3761954799096823033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3761954799096823033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dieded-on-mt-kk.html' title='I dieded on Mt KK'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/SBWlQiaQKXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5dL6ZW4_CXg/s72-c/IMG_0169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-3010542678507876541</id><published>2008-04-26T01:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T02:01:11.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back!!!</title><content type='html'>Just got home from Sabah, home of the tallest mountain in SEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt Kinabalu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more abt my trip there when I received my pics... Boy.. I miss home badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-3010542678507876541?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/3010542678507876541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=3010542678507876541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3010542678507876541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3010542678507876541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-back.html' title='I am back!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-406287990088741199</id><published>2008-04-15T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:41:20.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With friends like Ros... Why needs enemy?</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, on a super hot afternoon right after a super full lunch on Company's Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros was driving aimlessly on the street as she have too many things to do yet she is as usual plain lazy to do any of the things. She drove along Gaylang and passes by the Durian store, recalling tht super duper yummy durian she had with her mom the other day, Ros has this impulse to stop by the roadside and buy some Durian to eat. However being the usual Ros who always have weird craving at weird timing, Ros was in a "delima".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ros started scrolling thru her phonebook and started to call up her Bestest frens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ros called bestest Fren A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros: Ello!! Busy ah? What you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Bestest Fren A: In Office la...&lt;br /&gt;Ros: I have a prob.. =(&lt;br /&gt;Bestest Fren A: Why? What wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Ros: I hor.. dunno shld I buy the Durian to eat or not le....&lt;br /&gt;Bestest Fren A: Nbz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ros called bestest Fren B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros: Ello!! In office? Convenient to talk mah?&lt;br /&gt;Bestest Fren B: Ya, sure.. What wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Ros: I have a prob.. =(  I hor.. dunno shld I buy the Durian to eat or not le....&lt;br /&gt;Bestest Fren B: Nbz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ros called bestest Fren C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros: Hi, you in meeting ah?&lt;br /&gt;Bestest Fren C: Ya.. Busy now.. Why? I call you back later k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hours later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestest Fren C: Ello! Just now you call me for what? You need anything?&lt;br /&gt;Ros: Oh.. Ya.. Just now I afternoon got a prob... I dunno if I shld buy the durian to eat or not le. =(&lt;br /&gt;Bestest Fren C: Nbz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come all my frens.. so lude one.. all end my call with Nbz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmpf... I no fren them liao.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-406287990088741199?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/406287990088741199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=406287990088741199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/406287990088741199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/406287990088741199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-friends-like-ros-why-needs-enemy.html' title='With friends like Ros... Why needs enemy?'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7688776640803637829</id><published>2008-04-08T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:00:57.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me</title><content type='html'>How true this phase turn out to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its is pure coincident or god's grace..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just teasing my cousin Weiming this morning over msn when I saw this verse on his msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You never go church, how to get Christ strength??"&lt;br /&gt;And He answer me with.. Thru faith lor.. Hohoho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the evening I was watching this show and in the movie, there is this doctor who place great faith in christ. He will often fold this paper box for those who are troubled and tell them this.... Put all your trouble into this box and leave it to Lord to take care of them and he will strengthen you for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe and you shld be saved....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will only get better and better as we place our faith in him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7688776640803637829?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7688776640803637829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7688776640803637829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7688776640803637829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7688776640803637829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-can-do-all-things-through-christ-who.html' title='I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7763277324860717688</id><published>2008-04-03T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:49:00.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros's Favourite Loctor</title><content type='html'>I tell you all hor.. Sometimes I think hor.. The people I met ard me.. All is a bit the weird one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this Fav Loctor that I always visit hor.. Super the Super lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros: Eh.. Loctor... My Arm here hor.. Always very itchy.. and happy happy comes and goes..&lt;br /&gt;My Fav Loctor: Oh.. Its lidat one lor. Its Eczema. No Choice one. You just have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;Ros: Huh? No choice? Live with it? Really no cure ah?&lt;br /&gt;Fav Loctor: Ya.. No choice! Everytime it comes, put cream lor. Really No choice. The most I can help you is, give you more cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am Doomed for Life with a scarred arm forever.....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7763277324860717688?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7763277324860717688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7763277324860717688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7763277324860717688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7763277324860717688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/04/ross-favourite-loctor.html' title='Ros&apos;s Favourite Loctor'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2349204101733139335</id><published>2008-04-02T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T11:18:26.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros is a good girl..</title><content type='html'>Ros is a good girl, although she have been malingering all this while. During her super free time of malingering, she read bibles. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since Ros is so good girl, Ros also want to share the good things with all her dear frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros will try to post all those meaningful verse she read now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luke, 6:37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Do not judge, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven. Give, and it will be given to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaningful right? We are all sinners with plenty of flaws but as long as we are willing to learn and received everyday, We will only get better. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2349204101733139335?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2349204101733139335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2349204101733139335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2349204101733139335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2349204101733139335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/04/ros-is-good-girl.html' title='Ros is a good girl..'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-6266332742239242694</id><published>2008-03-31T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:50:43.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What will happen will happen</title><content type='html'>Guess whatever will be, will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since decision have been made, I shall just look forward and not bother abt the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will always be a question mark and perhaps even a regret but I guess the time have come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With love and strength for each new day, he will make a way..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-6266332742239242694?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/6266332742239242694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=6266332742239242694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6266332742239242694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6266332742239242694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-will-happen-will-happen.html' title='What will happen will happen'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-6613259894594938775</id><published>2008-03-25T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:03:21.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Days to Go</title><content type='html'>I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have been a notti gal. I know I have always been very wilful and spoilt and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... But.. I really have tried my best... =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should have been more hardworking in my training....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ish super scared and worried abt my Mt KK trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if I will end up dying there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ish super super scared.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to buy many many things before my trip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water-proof Jacket&lt;br /&gt;Head touch-light&lt;br /&gt;Walking Stick&lt;br /&gt;Face Mask (Those tht JI ppl wear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. I can't think of any now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just forfeit my $350??? Haiz... Very tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kakis this time round.. all is super siao on one... Lidat.. I how??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-6613259894594938775?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/6613259894594938775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=6613259894594938775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6613259894594938775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6613259894594938775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/27-days-to-go.html' title='27 Days to Go'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-6777311625573729417</id><published>2008-03-25T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:51:25.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cockroach in my Head!!!</title><content type='html'>No... I never malinger today! I was really unwell. Had been having very very bad headaches for a while and today I finally made an appt with my Doc to do some test to ensure that it wasn't due to any cockroach inside my head tht is causing all the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the result this friday.. Hope all is fine.. and Dear God.. Pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pain Pain Go away.. Little Rosalind still want to play...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-6777311625573729417?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/6777311625573729417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=6777311625573729417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6777311625573729417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6777311625573729417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/cockroach-in-my-head.html' title='Cockroach in my Head!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-8216922368446765777</id><published>2008-03-23T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T03:19:41.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When feelings are no longer there...</title><content type='html'>I think I have mentioned abt this blog colinandjo.blogspot.com before. I know tht male lead. He was my poly mate and is a very cool cool guy who I had a minor crash on. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to chance upon his blog sometime back and had instantly became a closet fan of it. Basically the blog was like a record of entry btw himself and his gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How they both met, how he go after her and all the other super sweet stuffs he did for her and vice versa. (Nothing happening in my life.. So go kpo other life lor.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. cut story short.. They broke off liao.. Kinda of suprising yet... not so also... Can sense tht things wasn't going so well for them after they had graduated and both of them starting out their own career path. When there isn't much common things in life and all there is connecting the both of them are just the left-over passion and feeling from the past, its no wonder that things didn't turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno the actual reason why they spilt but i guess the difference in their lifestyle is 1 major problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But very sad lor.. like everyone ard them see them as a couple for so long and then suddenly things just end lidat.. Are relationship always so venerable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know... if not yet married.. really find tht each other not suitable.. better spilt off soon... But hor... sometimes.. there are many other factors involved also rite? Like if both party very close to the family how? Friends le? Worse is got share a lot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of me and my ex bfs.. (Not a lot la.. so far... really stable ones... 1 hand still can count) My 1st bf... becos together for too long.. then up sharing so many other things.. til when break up.. tmd.. want to take back certain stuffs also scared pai say... Then 2nd bf.. even though is mutual break off.. I also feel so sorry toward his parents cos his mom super sayang me.. so much so tht.. at tht time.. she nearly sponsor my studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly.. I got this feeling to sing song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 啊。。。 给我一杯忘情水！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tht why I always say.. everything take with a pinch of salt... have then have.. dun have then dun have.. sad also lidat.. no sad also lidat.. Got feeling.. then together.. be happy.. No feeling.. then dun be together.. Wait til shot gun.. then get married ba... Think so much.. think so many.. also is useless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the other person.. suddenly no feeling.. regardless what you do or say... everything is also useless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sleepless Ros.. with running nose.. on a Sat nite..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-8216922368446765777?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/8216922368446765777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=8216922368446765777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8216922368446765777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8216922368446765777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-feelings-are-no-longer-there.html' title='When feelings are no longer there...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-3949037095094921628</id><published>2008-03-22T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:50:39.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My nephew also got blog le!</title><content type='html'>Just found out that my eldest Nephew, Ryan also blogs. :)  Damm.. wat is wrong with english lesson now a days?? Dun they teaches the kids to put punction marks a whenever its require?? I admit.. my english is not very fantastic.. At least whenever I send official stuff, I will double check my spelling, grammer, etc. But I will never have to worry abt all my punction marks. Those are like the basic of basic le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I just happen to be stooping ard his blog and also realise that... Hey tht small baby nephew of mine have grow up liao. He is so like his youngest aunty me.. 13 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious, clueless and always angry about life in general. Why parents lidat.. Why my brothers lidat.. Why my classmate lidat.. Etc.. etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno to luff at him or luff at myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rem when my mom came and tell me that my eldest bro is getting married becos my sil is pregnant. My reaction was.. "HUH??? Orh.. Okay lor.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the youngest in the family, I never realise the kind of changes it was going to be, now that there is going to be like 2 new members in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rem how jealous and angry I often was becos of the attention that everyone was giving to my sil then becos she was pregnant. Aiya.. sound a little idiotic now but.. hey I was only 15 years go then lor.. How u expect me to think when I was like the baby of the household all the while??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess... being my nephew now.. must be also very tough.. All of us expect him to be sensible, given that he is the eldest but we often forget that in actual fact.. he was actually the baby of the house for a long time.. before the arrival of his younger bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully let him grow up to be fine adults like what we are.... No need to be the best.. but at least... just be like the rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-3949037095094921628?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/3949037095094921628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=3949037095094921628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3949037095094921628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3949037095094921628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-nephew-also-got-blog-le.html' title='My nephew also got blog le!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-5872090952252116602</id><published>2008-03-16T16:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:09.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小胖 Kenna bang!</title><content type='html'>1st time involved in a chain collision accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Scary lor... Cut story short.. See picture and take down all the 4D numbers ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zjbH-ntlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4-nDzZJDnow/s1600-h/15032008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178263726706898514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zjbH-ntlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4-nDzZJDnow/s320/15032008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid truck that started all this nonsense. Tht why I always say.. Dun drive near these big trucks, damm they driver super reckless one lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zi0X-ntjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/JaJ03T46N2Q/s1600-h/15032008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178263060986967602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zi0X-ntjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/JaJ03T46N2Q/s320/15032008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the lancer that was hit by the truck and the strong impact turn the car ard and thus hit the Honda Jazz which was directly behind me. Can see the whole behind of the lancer totally wreaked. The passanger sitting in the car had injured his head in the process and was sent to the hospital. Scary.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zl4n-ntnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/00ElwkycdSY/s1600-h/15032008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178266432536295026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zl4n-ntnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/00ElwkycdSY/s320/15032008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Front damage of the Lancer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zjSX-ntkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZhqbqqSEykc/s1600-h/15032008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178263576383043138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zjSX-ntkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZhqbqqSEykc/s320/15032008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Front damage of the Honda Jazz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Now... The back damage of my beloved Xiao Pang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zjj3-ntmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/pntuDIWyaW0/s1600-h/15032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178263877030753890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zjj3-ntmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/pntuDIWyaW0/s320/15032008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?? The Bumper come out a bit. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Car is just like the owner.. also the very know how to malingering.. Kekekeke....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-5872090952252116602?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/5872090952252116602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=5872090952252116602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/5872090952252116602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/5872090952252116602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/kenna-bang.html' title='小胖 Kenna bang!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R9zjbH-ntlI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4-nDzZJDnow/s72-c/15032008(008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-4586804177957377159</id><published>2008-03-14T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T01:00:57.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-4586804177957377159?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/4586804177957377159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=4586804177957377159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4586804177957377159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4586804177957377159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-tired.html' title='I am tired'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7735358723702920449</id><published>2008-03-09T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:18:38.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Ros = No Milk!!! Got Milk = No Ros!!!</title><content type='html'>I hate milk yet I love to have it. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sufferer of Lactose Intolerance"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7735358723702920449?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7735358723702920449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7735358723702920449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7735358723702920449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7735358723702920449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/got-ros-no-milk-got-milk-no-ros.html' title='Got Ros = No Milk!!! Got Milk = No Ros!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-900749118745405674</id><published>2008-03-09T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T15:01:20.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No!!! Not Monday again!!!</title><content type='html'>I only managed to stop all the sad thots on friday. =(&lt;br /&gt;And now on Sunday... The sad feeling in here again... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking of doing silly things for the entire week.... Not commit sucide la.. I dun do tht becos its wrong.. but if anyone willing to help bang me down.. I dun mind. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Its very tough when your Big head tell u one thing and your heart tells you another. And I do not even have a small head to help me decide otherwise. (Damm... its so much easier being a guy at times.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just so hard to let go... I am so afraid that things will just fade off like tht... I am so afraid tht I will forget everything 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of looking forward then , is slowly but surely fading away day by day.... Shld I be happy or otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't bear to let go... I dun want to, I can't bear to and I am not able to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your path straight. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-900749118745405674?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/900749118745405674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=900749118745405674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/900749118745405674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/900749118745405674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-no-not-monday-again.html' title='Oh No!!! Not Monday again!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2782086474639223435</id><published>2008-03-09T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T14:44:52.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For God sake, tht is a clarinet!!!</title><content type='html'>Some people just never fail to amaze me.... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Check out this... One of my all time fav from Kenny G... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qH3T3cNGhp8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qH3T3cNGhp8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2782086474639223435?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2782086474639223435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2782086474639223435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2782086474639223435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2782086474639223435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-god-sake-tht-is-clarinet.html' title='For God sake, tht is a clarinet!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-171949749186252005</id><published>2008-02-28T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T11:07:13.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Slogon in Life</title><content type='html'>Gee.. I happen to read Meiting blog and saw this phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I can accept failure, but i cannot accept not trying"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... Its so like me... Its just the exact same phase I will tell my guys everytime we work on tenders which seems very unlikely that we will win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos.. its also the same sort of things I will tell to every other people in my life. Its ok to fall but its not ok to fall and feel dejected and stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all abt learning and trying. Its abt experiencing what you have never tried and enjoying all the process that comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever friends or family ask me why I do this.. why I do that.. my reply to them is always...&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to live my life with regrets, I want to grow old and be able to tell my grandkids this... You know.. when your granny me was young... I had experience similar things as well wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather I try now and fail then I never try and regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-171949749186252005?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/171949749186252005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=171949749186252005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/171949749186252005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/171949749186252005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-slogon-in-life.html' title='My Slogon in Life'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-8744848081733887970</id><published>2008-02-20T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T13:52:01.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUAT AR!!!</title><content type='html'>This is a delayed post about what I did over the super long CNY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12plus becos I had played mj til 4 in the morning with my dad, mom and Da shao.. after which..went over to the fishing pond to meet Jon and his fren who were fishing there. Only got to sleep at 6+ in the morning.. Shacked.. Went over to Rob's place as all my other relative was there... Played a bit of mj with my aunties and off I went to catch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly slept the nite before and had to proceed off my Uncle Eugene's place to take a bus to Kukup. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the video of the fireworks and my all time fav Lau Tu family and their signature HUAT AR.. In the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="329" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/EQMTORWHuv/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/EQMTORWHuv/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="329" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back hm to SG with total winning from MJ and BJ (Blackjack.. Not BlowJob la..) of $500SGD til todate. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally shacked out by the time we reach back home.. Took a short nap and went out for dinner and had our annual local movie outing with my whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagline for this year... You must learn from Man U mah... Wat Man u?? Aiya.. Put half ball in your dressing la... Ah Long Pte Ltd.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Ron's place for another round of MJ follow by kopi session with Dennis at nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With schedule like this... its no wonder why I fall sick immediately after cny.. and was totally down and out for the entire week.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always... CNY is the time of the year where we spend time with the family, make merry and getting sick after which.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belated Happy Chinese New Year to All!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-8744848081733887970?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/8744848081733887970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=8744848081733887970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8744848081733887970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/8744848081733887970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/02/huat-ar.html' title='HUAT AR!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-4724176538974465233</id><published>2008-02-19T04:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T04:50:14.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>問世間，情是何物？直教生死相許!</title><content type='html'>今年，中國廣西受到前所未有的寒流襲擊，曾連續30日平均氣溫低於 8℃，打破了自1951年以來持續低溫最長時間的紀錄。 1月31日，北海市民范翔宇于《南國早報》引述，他與朋友相約在一個商場，卻發現門口的石柱後有一隻燕子蜷 伏不動，當天的氣溫大概只有3℃左右，他以為是凍僵，想上前呵暖牠，卻發現牠早已死去多時。范翔宇輕輕的移 開這隻燕子，卻發現牠雙翼下還有另外一隻體形稍小、羽翼整潔的雌燕，即使有雄燕用雙翼為牠禦寒，仍不敵低溫 ，共赴黃泉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;范翔宇被這一幕情景深深感動，為牠們處理好「身後事」，還在自己的博客上發布了照片，註明「昨日雙飛燕，今 朝相擁死，哀哉！美哉！」網友們也大受感動，稱很多「花花公子」實在還不如禽獸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Ya.. I know.. Moi chinese not very good but hor.. I know how to you bian du bian.. mei bian du zhong qian mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the passage is about .... (For those cheena cmi one, eg: Lorri) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In China.. bery bery cold.. then got this guy walk.. then see a bird on the floor.. bird die.. he move the bird then see another small bird below this bird. So.. very touching.. cos seems like this bird was protecting the other small bird and then they both die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only humans are half as "human" as the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal, faithful and steadfast.... Accepting your partner for who and what they are and til death do them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes if only..... Haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated V Day to all of you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-4724176538974465233?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/4724176538974465233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=4724176538974465233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4724176538974465233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4724176538974465233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='問世間，情是何物？直教生死相許!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-5229841181215413941</id><published>2008-02-03T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:58:22.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can play violin you all know mah?</title><content type='html'>Check this stint by Tiesto with the violin... I can do tht too you know? I mean the violin la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally awesome!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm impressed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZR3AH_5L6xs&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZR3AH_5L6xs&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-5229841181215413941?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/5229841181215413941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=5229841181215413941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/5229841181215413941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/5229841181215413941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-can-play-violin-you-all-know-mah.html' title='I can play violin you all know mah?'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7153831795425093518</id><published>2008-01-31T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:10.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pls dun eat us!!!</title><content type='html'>One never realise how much the other person mean to you til you unwillingly start doing stupid things in the middle of the night just hoping that tht other person will like it and smile silly to himself when he think of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life pretty much the same for me.. and it seems its only the begining... Tons of work to catch up with and lots of shit to clear as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I ever get out of this rat race? Haiz........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so happy in this pic... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R6Gc4V9N37I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BYYv0xxpQY8/s1600-h/IMG_1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161579139723812786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R6Gc4V9N37I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BYYv0xxpQY8/s320/IMG_1132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to plan for another getaway before my studies start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why I can go on.. and on.. and on... Becos I is blessed with plently of loved ones ard me and me only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7153831795425093518?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7153831795425093518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7153831795425093518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7153831795425093518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7153831795425093518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/01/pls-dun-eat-us.html' title='Pls dun eat us!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/R6Gc4V9N37I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BYYv0xxpQY8/s72-c/IMG_1132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-1080275081299839759</id><published>2008-01-15T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:05:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilful Ros at all her time best.</title><content type='html'>I am really wilful. Really really wilful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know very well that those tht really loves me often hates me for my guts and stupid attitude toward things. Always trying and attempting to force my ideas into theirs. All of them have their different ways to tackle me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy uses the " tender, loving care" method which is coax me slowly and in return I feel guilty and learn my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom uses the worst method, which is complain, ignore and scream...... which end up with both of us crying why both of us just can't communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie Kor kor uses the best method, he will gently remind that such actions of mine are not right and always think of the big picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.. I realise that there is this someone else who is even more clever. He dun say anything.. he will instead choose to keep quiet cos he knows tht I will know it myself that I am wilful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I hate this method becos in the 1st place reason why I am wilful is becos i yearn for their attention. By choosing to keep quiet, does not give me the attention I want and instead piss me off to try harder to irritate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Ya.. I know.. why in the 1st place must I be wilful since I know that its wrong. But hey.. won't life be boring if its always all abt right and wrong.. and no allowance for those you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionals is like a signal which God implanted into us so that we know when something is not right. Becos there are many things in this world that cannot be determined by whether is right or wrong by logic and instead you are suppose to feel it to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional is the thing tht control whether you are happy or not. If by controlling your emotional and not expressing them at the right time, it will never be balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all wise man say.. U will only know what happiness really is when u encounter sadness.. If there is never sadness.. how would you know its happy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah Yah.. I ish toking crap to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fall down again... maybe it might take a while longer for me to climb but I think it should be fine. It has to be fine... Cos I can't be down for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ish going krabi tomorrow... Hope nothing major will happen at work so that I can enjoy my break. Hope that he will be fine... and let things settle by itself with time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ish neither happy or sad.. I wonder why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-1080275081299839759?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/1080275081299839759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=1080275081299839759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/1080275081299839759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/1080275081299839759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/01/wilful-ros-at-all-her-time-best.html' title='Wilful Ros at all her time best.'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7331210014911306026</id><published>2008-01-09T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:00:11.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working with Idiots kill!!!</title><content type='html'>Ros is capable but not so smart and Ros will get killed one fine day working with Idiots.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just this group of people in this world that do not realise that they are not suitable for certain jobs and yet try so hard to do them without realising that they are bringing more harm to poor souls like me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is born stupid but stupid is what stupid does... How can a suitable candidate for a particular job constantly be making stupid mistakes over and over again?? Dun they wonder why and ever ponder perhaps they are just not suitable for the job??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they are not suitable, why dun they find something else which suit them better and thus make life easier for the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... I try my best not to be mean but.. Working with idiots.. really and will kill Ros 1 fine day.&lt;br /&gt;My blood pressure have drop to a all time low... becos blood just can't flow to the brain as it have been invaded by the king of idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... Save me before I kill myself by swallowing my mouse and keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take pics of idiots so that you guys know who to look for revenge if i ever die. Then I think... haiz.. better dun be so mean.. Its really bad to be posting ugly pictures in my blog. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days more to weekend lor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7331210014911306026?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7331210014911306026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7331210014911306026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7331210014911306026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7331210014911306026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/01/working-with-idiots-kill.html' title='Working with Idiots kill!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-6974723457749950852</id><published>2008-01-01T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:34:36.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008 New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Been super busy with tons of things after my last updates.. So what did i exactly do le?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual.. Nuahing ard.. Play Mj... Drink.. Eat.. and make Merrys everyday lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 have been a rather interesting year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with departure of Ah Ma during the eve of CNY and how the whole family grow to be stronger and closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my resignation from my Ex coy... and a 2-3 mths break away from work.. and 6 mths into this current job of mine which I think is pretty good so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing major happening within my life this year... Things was slow and steady... But I can feel that things are just about to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is still a blank report book for me. As usual... I dig my own grave and fall into the grave myself. This is as dumb as I can get. But no worries.. Becos.. I will climb out of the grave which I dig and fall into myself.. all on my own as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing rite? Sometimes I really think I am a little sick in the mind.. I get sheer pleasure from torturing myself by doing things the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... Must I always go thru such shit to get what I really want and need? Haiz.. Can't u just sometimes.. give me some discount.. and let me have what I want easier? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year, new start, new begining... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-6974723457749950852?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/6974723457749950852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=6974723457749950852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6974723457749950852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6974723457749950852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008-new-year.html' title='Happy 2008 New Year!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-6710862964872322873</id><published>2007-12-10T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:41:48.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Dec Babies???</title><content type='html'>Grr.... More Dec babies???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added somemore Dec Babies to my list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne (Er-shao) - 17th Dec! (Happy Bday Er-shao!! My family have never been completed til you join us. Thank you for being the special one for my bro and being there just for him. Best wishes to you and your family, which is us all la.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe-Ann &amp;amp; Sue-Ann - 21st Dec! (No need to wonder, name so alike, bday exactly the same.. Of cos they are twins.. :P Happy Bday Cousin Dearest!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criag Boy - 10th Dec! (Happy Bday pretty Boy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon - 21st Dec (Happy Bday Babe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau.. Heng lim pei got long long ago declare.. No bday present for those Dec Babies.. cos simply too many of you liao.. If not I will really be broke all the way.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-6710862964872322873?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/6710862964872322873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=6710862964872322873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6710862964872322873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6710862964872322873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-dec-babies.html' title='More Dec Babies???'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-689216941808756462</id><published>2007-12-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:59:05.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Babies!!! Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Walau eh.. Didn't realise hor.. But I ish got many many GOOD frens whose bday fall in dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. I really mean Good frens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like Moi cousin dearest Mei, Waimeng... is dec babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy, Kenny, Dawn, William Toh, Melvin, desmond, Lemon all is dec one le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... So I was chatting with Weiming, how come so many Dec babies.. and he was telling me.. must be cos.. cny period.. nothing to do.. then ppl *ahem* so.. got many babies in Dec lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed with Weimeng deduction... He so clever.. but who knows.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr "When I grow up, I want to be like you" is even More Clever.. he say.. most likely is becos of Vday.. tht why so many babies in year end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. U all say clever a not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to not fall for someone like him.. *smitten*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-689216941808756462?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/689216941808756462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=689216941808756462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/689216941808756462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/689216941808756462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-babies-happy-birthday.html' title='December Babies!!! Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-3785458273593086589</id><published>2007-11-29T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:33:08.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to update more often</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realise I got faithful readers who visit my blog regularly to read my endless whining and nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the sake of my faithful readers. Ros shall update more regularly lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Most of those "Piggy/Doggy" Frens of me will be aware that lately, Ros is a bit the busy with work.. and also.. Some ECA outside la. :P If I am happy.. I will post his picture up ok?? kekekeke........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday someone commented that I ish a bit siao.. Cos I always will fall for guys that are very guai type. Very unlike my character. Dun smoke, Dun gamble, Dun drink and Dun even surf Porn as regular as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.. No la.. I dun surf porn tht regular also lor... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... So why do I still fall for such guai guys.. who most likely have nothing in common with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think and think over it thru the nite..... and my final conclusion is............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becos Ros ish a Guai Girl.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally she like guai guys also lor. You mean you all dunno.. Ros is actually a very girl next door, demure, caring and very lovely girl?? Hey... I ish not like wat tht Stupid dawn say.. tht I ish New Age Insensitive Girl ok!! I just only ish sensitive to selective ppl nia lor. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when will I get bored with Mr What Mr Toh hope to grow up and become??? Hopefully.. I dun.. cos I really think he is a damm cute guy with his polo-tee tuck in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-3785458273593086589?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/3785458273593086589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=3785458273593086589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3785458273593086589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3785458273593086589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-to-update-more-often.html' title='I need to update more often'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-130971413151915885</id><published>2007-11-25T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:45:54.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilful and confuse as usual.</title><content type='html'>As usual.. confused abt what I really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is someone who is far within my reach. Smart, caring, gentle and all the other sweet things packed into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he is a nuahster with a simply boh chap attitude toward life in general, yet brings me chocolate when I am down, appeared at my door step when I am wilful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices seems very clear on which is my final decision but why am I feeling pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once read a book, God create pain as a warning signal to warn us that something is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the meaning of this pain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-130971413151915885?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/130971413151915885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=130971413151915885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/130971413151915885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/130971413151915885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/11/wilful-and-confuse-as-usual.html' title='Wilful and confuse as usual.'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-165884532419961492</id><published>2007-10-22T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:21:33.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you give too much freedom...</title><content type='html'>With all these talk on the The Singapore Penal Code, Chapter XVI (Offences Affecting the Human Body), Section 377 (Cap. 224), I can't help but need to comment as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I go on, I must stress that I have totally nothing against fellow humans whose sexual orientation is slightly different from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Here I go... I am totally with the idea of having this Penal code still in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my very simple reason: No! You fellow humans whose sexual orientation are not the same as me, pls just continue to stay low profile and let this world of ours remain as it have always been at least during our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is already very complicating. Pls do not make it worse. It required many efforts for different people to change the Penal code and lots of other even more people to educate the others to accept such a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear fellow humans, pls be considerate. Do not becos of minority like yourselves and make us majority of us suffer with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u need to do anything, do it at home. You guys dun have to do it in the public do you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros feel weird when I see guys hold hands with guys cos... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean that I am worse than a guy and A guy rather choose another guy instead of me, a natural all the way 100% girl??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seriously have nothing to do with the laws, its just morally not very correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pls.. all of you others who are not sexually disorentated, pls mai KPO and comment this.. comment that. Wrong means wrong.. Humans have sex with Humans to make babies. Unless u tell me male f male will give me baby. I have no complains with whatever rules. But it can't means its against the nature, means its not Right. Dun tell simi human rights, if its human rights. Then why we veto against you Gay? We normal people also have our rights mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps what Uncle kenneth say is true, put all this same thinking people in an island and let them live together on their own, maybe they will be happier this way. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-165884532419961492?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/165884532419961492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=165884532419961492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/165884532419961492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/165884532419961492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-you-give-too-much-freedom.html' title='When you give too much freedom...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115048677941832471</id><published>2007-10-06T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T19:34:53.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother.. Mother...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really feel that either I am not considerate enough to my mom or that we just can't clink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is always complaining that I am not a good daughter. I often shout at her, and I am never nice to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I do not know how to show to her that in actual fact she is the most impt person in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is never ever happy with what I do. She is always complaining about me. I really do not know what she wants me to do. Sometimes, I really feel sad that I can't communicate with her and have a healthy relationship with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit most of the time, I rather avoid her than face her cos i do not know how I should behave in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of her words cut thru my heart deeply, so painful tears just flow down on it own. I do not like to cry but she will always make me cry the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I do not know how to treat her, isn't it better that I just stay behind her and just protect her instead of always head crashing with her instead right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love her but I can never be the daughter she likes to have. Am I weird or am I just not good enough for her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother, Mother... what should I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115048677941832471?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115048677941832471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115048677941832471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115048677941832471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115048677941832471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/10/mother-mother.html' title='Mother.. Mother...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2026447863858152216</id><published>2007-09-29T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T22:45:21.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dearie!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Dearie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always being there regardless of whatever nonsense I give to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for still being here even with all the nonsense I have given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being that friend as you had promised all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, thank you for the many future which I know you will still be here for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jacob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2026447863858152216?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2026447863858152216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2026447863858152216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2026447863858152216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2026447863858152216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-dearie.html' title='Happy Birthday Dearie!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-796532044570269212</id><published>2007-09-28T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T01:37:09.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We ish Selected!!!</title><content type='html'>Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are pleased to inform you that your team has been selected to take partin Sky Tower &amp;amp; Power98 Carvivor Rally 2007, Power98's biggest car eventand your chance to win $10,000 cash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please register at SAFRA Yishun Country Club's carpark (60 Yishun Avenue4), on 7th October 2007, Sunday, by 7.30am. Registration will be between7am-730am. Late comers will not be entertained. Team Leader and all team members are to bring their ICs for verificationand must be present for registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be advised to come in light clothing, appropriate footwear anddon't forget to bring sunblock and enough drinking water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please also note the following for your participation in Sky Tower &amp;amp; Power98 CarvivorRally 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 'WATER' will be the theme for this year's Sky Tower &amp;amp; Power98 CarvivorRally 2007. All challenges will involve water so be prepared to get wetand you may want to bring a towel and an extra change of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At least one team member must be able to swim the breadth of anolympic-sized pool. This team member has to bring his/her swimmingattire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There will NOT be any challenges that involve eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team leaders can expect a phone call from Power98 in the week leading upto Sky Tower &amp;amp; Power98 Carvivor Rally for a final confirmation. Should any of your team members be unable to make it for the event, teamleaders may substitute the member with another person. Team leaders MUSTinform the organizers upon registration of such a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Carvivor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Babe, have u receive the email yet??? Hee.. Bet this is going to be another super cool event with lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see... Got my cousin Meiling &amp;amp; Jackson, both entering with their own car. Me and Lorri's team.. Wa.. This is going to be exciting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-796532044570269212?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/796532044570269212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=796532044570269212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/796532044570269212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/796532044570269212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-ish-selected.html' title='We ish Selected!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7190593340448467649</id><published>2007-09-23T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:37:59.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the time of the mth as usual...</title><content type='html'>As you see from the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its coming to tht time of the mth again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ish feeling frustrated over the things happening at hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom&lt;br /&gt;My mom is driving me crazy every other day with her nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;a) Insist on cooking food which I do not like to eat.&lt;br /&gt;b) Always waking me up Freaking early in the morning just to:&lt;br /&gt;- Off her HP becos she forget and left it at hm. (I dunno does it matter that the HP is on or off??)&lt;br /&gt;- Waking me up at 5am just becos the stupid Mac delivery guy deliver to the wrong place and still quarrel with me when I tell her why is she so stupid to even entertain the guy when she could have just turn him away.&lt;br /&gt;c) Always doubting what I tell her and always rather believe in others when I have already told her the ans. Does she knows she is wasting my time?? Since she will doubt me, why dun she just ask others right at the beginging??&lt;br /&gt;d) Spending all her hard-earned money on her precious son. And always complaining to her daughter that she is poor. I can never understand why there is always this difference in treatment. Does she ever realise, I am the one living with her now. I am the one who try my best to pick/send her up whenever I can. I am the one who get worried over every single shit thing abt her. And in return, all I get is more and more demands asking for this and that everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dad&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dunno where my Dad spend his money. With the salary and the allowance which I give him every mth, he is a rich old man. But still every mth without fail, he will ask me for extra allowance. He just ask me to buy him a new wallet when I myself have been using my current wallet for years and I just simply can't bear to buy myself a new one. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My eldest Bro and his family.&lt;br /&gt;My eldest Bro is a crap guy. Why do I say so?? Becos he screw up his farking life, dunno how to educated his farking kids and thus U see why his life is just crappy.&lt;br /&gt;They are not rich and is on loan for freaking hell of a lot of things. Reno, travel, car, house, etc.&lt;br /&gt;As his sister, I try my best to help his family in whichever way I can but hey Mr Robin. Doesn't mean I earn more than you mean I have to always chip in extra. U only have yourself to blame for all the nonsense that U r in now.&lt;br /&gt;U are a complete failure, your son can't even pass PSLE becos u never coach him well. Pls stop shifting the blame onto others and expect others to help u instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all stressed up as I am typing this entry. Haiz.... Am i being too selfish and is not caring enough to my family??? Ronnie Kor Kor loves me a lot, he immediately bought me the boots for my hiking trip when I told him. He gets me this lucky charm to protect me while I am driving just becos I mention even though it cost super ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Irony of life. Dysfunctional Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy a new wallet for dad. Be more caring to mom. And be more lenient toward Rob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all PMS fault cos... all the above mentioned are all small matter which I have been going thru for years. Haiz... but PMS just simply made it worse than usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7190593340448467649?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7190593340448467649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7190593340448467649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7190593340448467649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7190593340448467649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-time-of-mth-as-usual.html' title='Its the time of the mth as usual...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-6103819957287324029</id><published>2007-09-18T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:57:27.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ish weird? Oh Really????</title><content type='html'>I have always heard comments abt Ros is weird, Ros has attitude prob, Ros this.. Ros that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey... But I am just wondering, R these people God?? If they are not, why are they judging others???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;               ---------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always hate it very much whenever people mis-spell/mis-pronounce my name, simply becos I love my name for the simple fact that My dad gave me this wonderful name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people mis-spelling my name til I throw away letters that can't address me correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CAN'T BOTHER TO CHECK MY NAME, WHY SHOULD I BOTHER TO READ YOUR LETTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                       ----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have weird thinking, I must always do things that leave everyone ard me pondering what is on my mind. But seriously, if I do not really bother. Why are you guys bothering?? Nothing better to do?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ros signed off. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-6103819957287324029?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/6103819957287324029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=6103819957287324029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6103819957287324029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/6103819957287324029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-ish-weird-oh-really.html' title='I ish weird? Oh Really????'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-5242662920909871537</id><published>2007-09-09T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:24:47.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros new Love</title><content type='html'>Busy.. Busy.. Busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being busy, yet I can't stand having nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being busy at work becos I had just found new beloved new Love of my life and things have to start moving and I Ish super busy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved new love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I love it so much til I am more than willing to depart with my $$$ just to make sure it is able to be here for me whenever I need him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its also becos of him, I have not had proper night sleep without having to spend at least 2-3 hours with him 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blissfully in love and I believe he love me too cos he has never ending of new updates to keep me entertain all time, day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crunchy Roll.. Thanks and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-5242662920909871537?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/5242662920909871537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=5242662920909871537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/5242662920909871537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/5242662920909871537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/09/ros-new-love.html' title='Ros new Love'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-3217979006623054999</id><published>2007-08-22T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T12:16:43.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Kinabalu, here I come!!!</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup Yup Yup!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros is going to climb Mt Kinabalu For sure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip is consperm liao. Date is finalized lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go training liao... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. to start off with... No more taking lift when going hm. Ros need to climb up 3 floors up to my house everyday. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. its tough ok! I ish Tai Tai le.. How can I climb stair one. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Mt Kinabalu and Ros... What will it be like.. I wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ros have been doing research.. check out all this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.singnet.com.sg/~ajoshi/kinabalu.html"&gt;http://web.singnet.com.sg/~ajoshi/kinabalu.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wikitravel.org/en/Mount_Kinabalu"&gt;http://wikitravel.org/en/Mount_Kinabalu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Sia also got climb le.. So how I can too also rite? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2007/05/mt_kinabalu_exp.php"&gt;http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2007/05/mt_kinabalu_exp.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-3217979006623054999?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/3217979006623054999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=3217979006623054999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3217979006623054999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3217979006623054999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/08/mount-kinabalu-here-i-come.html' title='Mount Kinabalu, here I come!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-3039175439590579367</id><published>2007-08-22T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:10.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to have this!!!</title><content type='html'>Check this out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RsuXUcVkaAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ztu1FPiqfjs/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101337380387055618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RsuXUcVkaAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ztu1FPiqfjs/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lorri have got her LV MJ set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to have my Hello Kitty MJ Set!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I dunno go where to buy... Any kind soul who know where to get this.. Pls let me know.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-3039175439590579367?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/3039175439590579367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=3039175439590579367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3039175439590579367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3039175439590579367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-want-to-have-this.html' title='I want to have this!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RsuXUcVkaAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ztu1FPiqfjs/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2928920976342680405</id><published>2007-08-06T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:48:06.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Tiring to be Ros</title><content type='html'>Its tiring to be Ros!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know why? Cos Ros must always be the forgiving one. Ros must always be the acomodating one. Ros have to be the sensible one. Ros must be the one to spend the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?? Becos Ros is Ros lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just becos I prefer to be indifferent to many things means that I am ok with the way things are? Just becos most of the time, I choose to keep quiet means I am fine with the way things are?&lt;br /&gt;Just becos I dun mind spending extra means I must always pay extra?&lt;br /&gt;just becos I always think 1 more step more than other means I must always use my brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its tiring to be Ros!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun like means dun like... Why are there always ppl who like to force things onto me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to sit in front with the driver cos I am a chicken. I hate to sit along with Malay man. Do I have to give a reason why I dun like? Will me telling you ppl that I was once molested by this old malay uncle tht why I rather stay away from weird malay guys make u guys happier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun like to receive things which I have total no use for means that I am a lousy person? I just dun want my frens to waste money on something which I do not use. I hope all the things I use, each have special meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keychain I have been using for 20 years, was bought by my dad becos it was the same year he bought my dog. Whenever i look at the keychain, I rem my daddy, I rem my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The watch which I always wear was bought to me by someone who I treasure a lot. Everytime I look at it, I will rem the happy times we go thru and how "openly" I bring him to the shop and told him. HEY! I LIKE THIS WATCH HOR! REM!! And yes.. he rem and so I will used it til it totally cannot be used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... if I ever become the Tai Tai which I want to be and have all the time in the world. U guys all beware cos the only kind of gift you will received from me will all be hand-made with lots of loves from Ros and they will confirmed be things you can used everyday. Cos Ros is Vain.. Ros like the fact that all my frens will use the things I made for them and then tell their other frens that tht item is made by ROS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUN PLAY PLAY K! COS I STUDY HOME ECONS, I CAN SEW ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING I WANT. AND ALSO I AM AN ENGINEERING STUDENT, I CAN BUILD ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING I WANT AS WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Humans.. I want to go back to MARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone say, I must always think alien.. so I shall return back to where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tiring being Ros.. does anyone want to trade position with me for 1 week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2928920976342680405?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2928920976342680405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2928920976342680405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2928920976342680405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2928920976342680405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-tiring-to-be-ros.html' title='Its Tiring to be Ros'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7955861595064337796</id><published>2007-08-05T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T01:12:16.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>A Super Big Thank You to Xiang and Thomas and all of you who have made time out to spend my birdday with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for all the well wishes and presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about present… there are just this certain peeves about myself that I think I am really disgusting too but I am just being truthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really those U rather “U do not received items on your bday list” that I believe everyone have in one ways or another comes out them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like everyone who hates receiving chocolates for Xmas exchange. I mean. How unthoughtful right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Xiang, before you guys think that I mind your square pants sponge BOB pillow. YOU ARE WRONG! Cos its something which I have always wanted to get for my car but I am just simply too indecisive to decide what I want to buy. So dun you try to keep it for your own use! I want it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm going to complain about the hello kitty handbag that Pearl and co bought. I really hate tht present. And here is why I hate receiving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Can u imagine ME carrying that bag?? Dawn commented that she would think I must be from woodbridge if she see me carrying tht bag when I go out. Hey.. I am a Hello Kitty Fan but like I mentioned I am a Closet Hello Kitty Fan! I will never be caught alive using tht kind of hello kitty bag. Its totally different thing as compare to handphone chain and so on cos.. those things are meant to be cute in the 1st place but not handbags???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I appreciate the thought of them getting something for me but I dun like it means dun like. How you expect me to still smile at something that I do not like? Are people expecting me to lie thru my teeth?? Be insincere towards frens? Pls do not tell me that it’s the thought that count. If it’s the thought that really counts. Be like Kevin and Thomas. They chip in with effort. Even if they do not buy anything for me, I truly appreciate. I do not need people to remind me that when one received gift, be appreciative. I think this is nonsense!!! Dun like means dun like, how to say I am very happy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I am unhappy becos this grp of ppl who spend so much effort and time hoping that the gift they buy me will be something which I like yet still it IS NOT! Really dun understand me. L When have I ever carry a hello kitty hand bag??? Hey its not some kiddy tote bags where I bring along when I go swimming or some small pouch which I just put my small items in. IT’S A HANDBAG LOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. The handbag is giving me headache. I know I will never ever use it at all. Its wasting space in my room yet I can’t throw it away cos it’s a gift. Can someone teach me what to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Lastly I hate it simply becos I think she was the one that choose it. Frens who totally dun understand me. Its no wonder she backstab me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Ros being Ros. I am a very fair person so although I hate the Hello Kitty Handbag but Boy… I love the Hello Kitty Ciggie case. It so cool!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ranting as usual becos I am a spoilt child*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7955861595064337796?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7955861595064337796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7955861595064337796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7955861595064337796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7955861595064337796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-714825989861056561</id><published>2007-07-30T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T18:17:11.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy and her Weird sense of cooking</title><content type='html'>Buay Tahan ah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom have a weird sense of cooking... Not tht she can't cook. As a matter of fact, there are a few things which she cook.. tht is my all time fav..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... there are just some things.. which when she cook... I just get turn off. Then again.. I think its her attitude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where got.. ppl cook things.. and the person who eat.. comments not to add too much of a certain something.. she can just simply.. IGNORE and still cook them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate mommy and her stupid sense of cooking.. AND I HATE MUSHROOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nbz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-714825989861056561?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/714825989861056561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=714825989861056561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/714825989861056561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/714825989861056561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/07/mommy-and-her-weird-sense-of-cooking.html' title='Mommy and her Weird sense of cooking'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-3966433377536847164</id><published>2007-07-22T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:11.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PDA Headache..</title><content type='html'>Can you all help me decide mah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which PDA HP, shld I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxQ27iPvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/k6Oyx-sRRnA/s1600-h/DopodC730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092499444342079218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxQ27iPvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/k6Oyx-sRRnA/s200/DopodC730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxRG7iPwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/akgoKcWgW-8/s1600-h/HTC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092499448637046530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxRG7iPwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/akgoKcWgW-8/s200/HTC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxRG7iPxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vUwIKb_ajIk/s1600-h/Nokia_N95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092499448637046546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxRG7iPxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vUwIKb_ajIk/s200/Nokia_N95.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxRW7iPyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YnszlF7IlDo/s1600-h/Samsung_i600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092499452932013858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxRW7iPyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YnszlF7IlDo/s200/Samsung_i600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst kind of headache, everyone can have.&lt;br /&gt;Not abt the cost, functions but is simply spoilt for choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea what shld I be getting. *hmpf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-3966433377536847164?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/3966433377536847164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=3966433377536847164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3966433377536847164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3966433377536847164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/07/pda-headache.html' title='PDA Headache..'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RqwxQ27iPvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/k6Oyx-sRRnA/s72-c/DopodC730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-4790537474033026203</id><published>2007-07-12T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:12.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right after Lorri bday...</title><content type='html'>Its means my Bday is coming soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year.. I bought for myself a 35k present after i find that i have been working very hard for 20 over years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year... No more present from myself to myself.. Cos Ros is a poor girl now... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Dear Frens... there are a couple of things which poor little Ros would like to receive for bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PDA HP&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;KEYPAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_CXG4-mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/H1v9Qb60vBg/s1600-h/DopodC730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086251770212579938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_CXG4-mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/H1v9Qb60vBg/s200/DopodC730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello Kitty Car Accessories&lt;/span&gt; =D * I lup My Kitty* :p  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_CnG4-nI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/j3pccthCFIk/s1600-h/KT233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086251774507547250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_CnG4-nI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/j3pccthCFIk/s200/KT233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_CnG4-oI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IrtUagFVIfQ/s1600-h/KT268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086251774507547266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_CnG4-oI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IrtUagFVIfQ/s200/KT268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Le Tian Tang Wii&lt;/span&gt; - Then I can hao lian to Xiang Xiang tht I have Wii.. And I can play Tennis at home too. :P  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_C3G4-pI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dh-YEyLluQA/s1600-h/photo_console.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086251778802514578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_C3G4-pI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dh-YEyLluQA/s200/photo_console.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;U see, dear frens... I am so nice enuff to come up with my bday list.. so tht you can dun need to break your brains on what to get for me... So you all know what U guys shld do liao rite? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ros .. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-4790537474033026203?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/4790537474033026203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=4790537474033026203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4790537474033026203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4790537474033026203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/07/right-after-lorri-bday.html' title='Right after Lorri bday...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RpX_CXG4-mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/H1v9Qb60vBg/s72-c/DopodC730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2178476446139679137</id><published>2007-07-12T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T00:25:09.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation btw 2 busy and stressed People!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: Oei!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: I bery sad.. I feel like dying... my laptop has diedon me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress ball 2: Oh.. Buy new one lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: Yup.. I know.. so can buy me a new laptop for my Bday??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: Err.... I thot ur new company is paying you quite well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: Well.. pay is ok la.. But you know.. I come from a poor family, I got 3 young kids and 2 old folks to take care of at hm. =( Life is tough... U know milk's prices have increase cost and GST also? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: Dun stingy la.. u anyhow pass me a hp demo unit la.. i very chin cai one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: Hee... but I no longer doing Notebooks liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: Huh? Then U doing what now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: make coffee...top up mineral water at the dispenser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: Really?? Wow!! Tht is my dream job le!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: hey.. dun try to steal my job k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: so does ur role.. require u to sit on ur boss lap and do lap dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: I dun mind if my boss is a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: Oh.. So u dun need to do tht now? Lidat your job is not very glam mah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: hiaz... tough to fine a chio bu boss nowsaday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 2: oh.. then i go apply be ur boss lor.. hee... i chio enuff bo?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: hmmmmm.......*-).....ok la..... onz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stress Ball 1: then u must wear uniform k? those tight-fit shorts.. with tight singlet.. best is those can see nipple sticking out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Ball 2: Okie! So when do i start work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear frens..As you can see what stress can do to 2 1 very innocent young + 1 old working adult who are still working hard and sending out emails at 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pls... stop working overtime and take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ros&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2178476446139679137?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2178476446139679137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2178476446139679137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2178476446139679137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2178476446139679137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/07/conversation-btw-2-busy-and-stressed.html' title='Conversation btw 2 busy and stressed People!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7480715047868359553</id><published>2007-07-10T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:49:19.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birdday to Lorri!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birdday to you....&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birdday to you.....&lt;br /&gt;Happy..... Birdday.... to LORRI.....&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birdday to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff said.. I love you for who you are becos you are who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe!!! May you always be happy forever and ever.... and we be growing old gracefully together forever..&lt;br /&gt;Picture this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me playing mj together while both our hubbies (William &amp; my future hubby) tending to our crying kids in the background.&lt;br /&gt;You and me still playing mj together while both our husbands cooking in the kitchen for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;You and me still playing mj together when both our hairs have grow white and most of our teeth almost gone.&lt;br /&gt;:P  &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From stranger to Mahjong Kakis, to best of friends we are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. corny bo??? No choice le.. no words express my lup for you liao.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7480715047868359553?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7480715047868359553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7480715047868359553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7480715047868359553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7480715047868359553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birdday-to-lorri.html' title='Happy Birdday to Lorri!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-4323193923887184414</id><published>2007-07-07T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:14.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is Ros always Happy? What make Ros Happy??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many times, people often ask why is it that I can quickly pick myself up even after a bad fall and what really make me Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For me.... here is why Ros is always happy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9dKJvzjgI/AAAAAAAAADg/_gpa6oDlNa4/s1600-h/ahmah+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084384933321084418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9dKJvzjgI/AAAAAAAAADg/_gpa6oDlNa4/s200/ahmah+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9cz5vzjbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lv5IgdpLCY4/s1600-h/756959968l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084384551068994994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9cz5vzjbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lv5IgdpLCY4/s200/756959968l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A childhood full of fun, loves and laughters with all my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9cz5vzjcI/AAAAAAAAADA/NB4xMXO8XcI/s1600-h/25790118459187l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084384551068995010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9cz5vzjcI/AAAAAAAAADA/NB4xMXO8XcI/s200/25790118459187l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9e5ZvzjkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CT3QJstatEg/s1600-h/IMG_0008_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084386844581531202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9e5ZvzjkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CT3QJstatEg/s200/IMG_0008_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9c0JvzjeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RoN2SPpGEUg/s1600-h/947999446l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084384555363962338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9c0JvzjeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RoN2SPpGEUg/s200/947999446l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A grp of Buddies from Different Background, race, size, gender walking and growing together with me thru all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9d1pvzjhI/AAAAAAAAADo/93yUsWGdz_s/s1600-h/952445668l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084385680645393938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9d1pvzjhI/AAAAAAAAADo/93yUsWGdz_s/s200/952445668l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9d1pvzjiI/AAAAAAAAADw/y0BcQr9oYec/s1600-h/32099285459459l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084385680645393954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9d1pvzjiI/AAAAAAAAADw/y0BcQr9oYec/s200/32099285459459l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9d1pvzjjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YF4Lsgv73Vw/s1600-h/tnp+report.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084385680645393970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9d1pvzjjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YF4Lsgv73Vw/s200/tnp+report.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Lastly.......Of Course&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The constant smiles on all those faces is why Ros's alway Happy !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There isn't any reason why Ros shld ever feel down for too long! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-4323193923887184414?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/4323193923887184414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=4323193923887184414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4323193923887184414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4323193923887184414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-is-ros-always-happy-what-make-ros.html' title='Why is Ros always Happy? What make Ros Happy??'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Ro9dKJvzjgI/AAAAAAAAADg/_gpa6oDlNa4/s72-c/ahmah+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-1571987071243839587</id><published>2007-07-07T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T13:24:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up... Down... Up.. Down...</title><content type='html'>I am like on a see-saw... with my emotions going up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting more and more paranoid now a days. One moment I feel happy, the next moment I feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust is no longer there, thus I no longer feel secure. Feeling of insecurity is so strong, its over taking my usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I can share with someone who will listen, understand and calm me down with reasonable deduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a lost and I need a beacon to guide me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-1571987071243839587?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/1571987071243839587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=1571987071243839587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/1571987071243839587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/1571987071243839587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/07/up-down-up-down.html' title='Up... Down... Up.. Down...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2297596748650694926</id><published>2007-07-03T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:55:28.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food.. Food.. and more Food!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ros loves food and eat all kinds of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know now a days.... Got so many ppl open food joint hor then write in blogs to promote and advert abt their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the picture look yummy right???? *Drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we all going to eat le??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icecreamchefs.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://icecreamchefs.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://astonsspecialties.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://astonsspecialties.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2297596748650694926?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2297596748650694926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2297596748650694926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2297596748650694926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2297596748650694926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/07/food-food-and-more-food.html' title='Food.. Food.. and more Food!!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7786588584370349312</id><published>2007-06-28T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:52:03.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defence Minister</title><content type='html'>I ish feeling a little down while reading this entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.... Sometimes when things like this happen, I feel so helpless and useless. Nobody will understand also why I feel so lousy over such small things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Inbalance ah.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. back to the original topic which I wanted to blog abt when I was showering in my bathroom. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been given the nick Defence Minister from a fren of mine. Cos I never give any chance to ppl, and I only know how to block, siam and run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee... Actually I quite like this nick cos I think its so funny. I personally dun think I am really tht defensive la but I do value my personal space a lot and unless I trust the person, I will seldom show my most intimate thots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contary, once my defence is down. I am like an open book. U can take anything and everything from me. I also ish ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... When I told Lawrence abt this new nick of mine. He luff and say.. tht guy must be a reject from my list, if not why will lidat say abt me. He say I too choosy.. Am i???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too demanding for myself tht often when things dun go my way or up to my standard, I will just unknowingly reject and blame myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is really the case, it shld means everything I do is only perfect rite? Then why still I always have to face disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. the feeling of imbalance is here again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i better go sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7786588584370349312?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7786588584370349312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7786588584370349312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7786588584370349312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7786588584370349312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/06/defence-minister.html' title='Defence Minister'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-9170712204715667582</id><published>2007-06-20T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:14.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros is capable but not so smart!</title><content type='html'>:D Ros is capable but not so smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros's Law: Anything mild that will happen, MIGHT just happen with ROS ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ish Orh Jiao... Everything lousy had happen to me but still I ish happy cos.. I think I have really understand this 1 thing. Its not the place, not the process but the people you are with that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to the Kelong was fun, I tell you. I hollanded not once but twice with 6 other cars following behind me. Hee.. I have totally no sense of direction although I can rem things well. :P But no one blame me or force me to do things I dun like. :P They only suan me.. Kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the 1st comments from all when they saw the kelong was.... How come no door??? No air con???&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey... wat u guys expect from Ros?? She dun bother abt all this things except for toilet hygenic lor. So dun worry at least the toilet is clean.&lt;br /&gt;Talking abt toilet, how can we forget abt Kenny's quote of the day. Toilet is good, got cool air gushing from below. Good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P Lazy to upload pic la. Anyway Such trip, Ros dun look glam one. But i got kop picture from pearl. Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RnirN8sW6VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSpNyQVlYOM/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077996835979061586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RnirN8sW6VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSpNyQVlYOM/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacus and his fish, suppose to help him photoshop to a Shark, but dunno where my PS prog go liao. So cannot help him edit lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rniq7ssW6UI/AAAAAAAAABw/6MWfh6jtA_w/s1600-h/y1p-SqyEt66rKZPae4PYJ8aIYvzrKu4ragUl5gZcky5soMQtOSlXk3Txnq382nVXB2l6kd2sbazk-_P0Ai2wSC-kw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077996522446448962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rniq7ssW6UI/AAAAAAAAABw/6MWfh6jtA_w/s320/y1p-SqyEt66rKZPae4PYJ8aIYvzrKu4ragUl5gZcky5soMQtOSlXk3Txnq382nVXB2l6kd2sbazk-_P0Ai2wSC-kw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greedy boys, can't believe these creatures. Eat and eat non-stop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rniq18sW6TI/AAAAAAAAABo/XMcmk7_nQ2s/s1600-h/kenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077996423662201138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rniq18sW6TI/AAAAAAAAABo/XMcmk7_nQ2s/s320/kenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yan dao kia le!!! Hee... Smile til so happy, dunno wat he is thinking sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all you guys Leep Leep!!!  We sleep, bath, eat and shit together. Living with Ros is not really that a bad thing lor. :P Its all abt friendship and bonding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-9170712204715667582?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/9170712204715667582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=9170712204715667582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/9170712204715667582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/9170712204715667582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/06/ros-is-capable-but-not-so-smart.html' title='Ros is capable but not so smart!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RnirN8sW6VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gSpNyQVlYOM/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-7711139084831448344</id><published>2007-06-07T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:15.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lup hello Kitty</title><content type='html'>Yesh, I is a closet Hello Kitty Fan!&lt;br /&gt;Dunno when it started but seems like this little fetish of mine often surprise and shock all the people ard me.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Check out this super cool Hello Kitty Notebook.&lt;br /&gt;So chio!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rmdqk8sW6RI/AAAAAAAAABY/3OUMJmpO8bM/s1600-h/hello%2520kitty%2520laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073140688256166162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rmdqk8sW6RI/AAAAAAAAABY/3OUMJmpO8bM/s320/hello%2520kitty%2520laptop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go check out the following link for more Hello Kitty gadgets.... Boo.. I wish I live in KittyLand... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shinyshiny.tv/2007/04/the_20_best_hel.html"&gt;http://www.shinyshiny.tv/2007/04/the_20_best_hel.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-7711139084831448344?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/7711139084831448344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=7711139084831448344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7711139084831448344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/7711139084831448344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-lup-hello-kitty.html' title='I lup hello Kitty'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rmdqk8sW6RI/AAAAAAAAABY/3OUMJmpO8bM/s72-c/hello%2520kitty%2520laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-4112138098701007918</id><published>2007-05-15T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T15:39:08.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman part 4</title><content type='html'>TMD.... I tell u all hor.. yesterday my house toilet got this super big spider, abt the size of my palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO JOKE!!! Its serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is my tht taiwanese tenant of ours la. Walau.. I was watching corner with love in my room when she knock on my door and ask me if I have insectide. This taiwan poh hor.. forever one le. Always ask me this.. and ask me tht.. "hey.. I also is renting room from my mom one le.. And I pay more than you guys somemore le. Dun always ask me like i am the owner le.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. she told me got this super BIG spider in the toilet and she was trying to bath.. so she ask me to help her. At 1st I was like.. smlj?? Big spider?? U thot simi, my house in jungle meh. So i went to help her see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa!! The spider is really super big lor. I see liao.. I also scared.. Then she keep pester me, how and how.. So i end up call my bro to come over to help. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. dunno how come when my bro came, the spider lost liao.. -_-" so my bro keep teasing us are you sure the spider is VERY BIG???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau.. if its only my tenant saw it nia, i will say she big cannon but I saw it myself also.. Then Robin kor kor stay ard and walk ard.. never catch any spider but caught 1 small lizard. Eeek.. wonder how come my house like so many house pets. Must be my mom keep one. Der.. And then shortly after he went home liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. i went back to my room to watch my show and shortly after I heard screaming sound. So I quickly run out of my room to kpo. End up.. Saw my mother holding this broom and super cool lidat. Tell me tht she kill the spider and flush it down the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh... Mommy is so hero!!! *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this is the end of my spiderman 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no picture cos i also very scared.. I scare wait while taking the picture, the spider bite me. Then siao liao.. wait i become spidergirl and can shoot web out.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,, before I forget.. I got msg a few of my frens abt this spider in my house.. Tmd.. all of them same like my bro.. U sure got such big spider bo...  :( So sad.. I is scared le.. Haha.. And i think Robert also sian of me.. everytime msg him.. Is either got lizard, if not is roaches.. and now is BIG spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice le.. Who ask he stay nearest to me one. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-4112138098701007918?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/4112138098701007918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=4112138098701007918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4112138098701007918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4112138098701007918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-part-4.html' title='Spiderman part 4'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-124942951610588414</id><published>2007-05-15T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:15.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to........</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ronnie Kor Kor (8th May), Ryan (9th May), Mommy (5th May), Robin Kor Kor (23th May) and Daddy (3rd Jun)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damm.. how come all their bday is so near to each other.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tht explain why I am not only poor this mth but is SUPER POOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Ryan celebrated his bday at Pasir Ris chalet and his frens quite steady liao.. Still help him to call 91.3 radio station hor and invite the DJ down to the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RklfIwfMU9I/AAAAAAAAABI/h2dc5xW7UyM/s1600-h/ryan_bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064683860014158802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RklfIwfMU9I/AAAAAAAAABI/h2dc5xW7UyM/s320/ryan_bday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RklfIwfMU-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Di5nIcCCnfE/s1600-h/ryan_bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064683860014158818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RklfIwfMU-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Di5nIcCCnfE/s320/ryan_bday4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-124942951610588414?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/124942951610588414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=124942951610588414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/124942951610588414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/124942951610588414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-to.html' title='Happy Birthday to........'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RklfIwfMU9I/AAAAAAAAABI/h2dc5xW7UyM/s72-c/ryan_bday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-539171244378184714</id><published>2007-05-12T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T14:29:42.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiao Lian and Xiao Beng.</title><content type='html'>Went down to St Jame with Coz and co. We started off with Power House which I never really fancy as I find the crowds there a bit the boring and music sux BIG time.We then head on to Largonfly to see see look look as my coz have never been inside before.&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh.. when we step into Largonfly, its like I found my house no. 2. It was at Largonfly when Matt caught me flirting with this Bengish Waiter and this other xiao beng that I was lancing behind him.&lt;br /&gt;kekeke.. pai say sia... But I really realise that I is in actual fact a closet lian. Or like what Matt say. No! U not closet lian, U R AN AH LIAN!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why but often I am a little attracted to those baddie Bengs who holds decent jobs but have those super dark secretive behind the scene acts as well. Hahaha..Maybe its due to Ronnie Kor Kor, the gentle beng, a beng who enjoys watching animal planet, discovery channel and Only his family minds that world to him.&lt;br /&gt;There are times which I wonder, all the sigma which we "normal" class citizen will deem Lian Lians and Beng Beng as slightly lower grade than us and often make fun of their presence. Bengs are loud, they are crude but damm they know wat is loyality and how a fren shld be treated.&lt;br /&gt;They are more simple in their thinking and often do not grade you at face value (eg: outlook, what kind of jobs you work, etc) Once you gain the trust of an Ah Beng, and Beng fren is here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;How many of us here will really go all out for a fren in need of help without much hasitation?&lt;br /&gt;I hate face value frens. Frens who always think they are 1 league above others and is always complaining abt this and that. U are not sincere toward others why shld others be sincere to you?&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo Lian wannabe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-539171244378184714?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/539171244378184714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=539171244378184714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/539171244378184714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/539171244378184714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/05/xiao-lian-and-xiao-beng.html' title='Xiao Lian and Xiao Beng.'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2342735523460741106</id><published>2007-05-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:52:03.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moo Moo Craving</title><content type='html'>All tht stupid Darren fault. Come back for holiday from Japan and get me all worked up over the dumb Kobe Beef craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I have been asking everyone ard me for a treat due to the fact tht I am jobless and is poor.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any kind soul can bring me to eat at &lt;a href="http://www.saintpierre.com.sg/cuisine/menu.asp"&gt;http://www.saintpierre.com.sg/cuisine/menu.asp&lt;/a&gt; to satisfy my Moo Moo craving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised! I will be good girl for the night. No spoilt Ros for 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blink blink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2342735523460741106?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2342735523460741106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2342735523460741106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2342735523460741106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2342735523460741106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/05/moo-moo-craving.html' title='Moo Moo Craving'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-4336572641339440477</id><published>2007-03-13T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:34:40.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros's words of wisdom!</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is seldom clever one. But when I is clever, I can come up with great words of wisdom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"DON'T LET SOMEONE BECOME A PRIORITY IN YOUR LIFE... WHEN YOU ARE JUST AN OPTION FOR THEM." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"NEVER CRY FOR ANY RELATION IN LIFE BECAUSE FOR THE ONE WHOM YOU CRY DOES NOT DESERVE YOUR TEARS AND THE ONE WHO DESERVES WILL NEVER LET YOU CRY......." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" TREAT EVERYONE WITH POLITENESS EVEN THOSE WHO ARE RUDE TO YOU, NOT BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT NICE BUT BECAUSE YOU ARE NICE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"NEVER SEARCH YOUR HAPPINESS IN OTHERS WHICH WILL MAKE YOU FEEL ALONE, RATHER SEARCH IT IN YOURSELF YOU WILL FEEL HAPPY EVEN IF YOU ARE LEFT ALONE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"DREAMS ARE MEANT TO BE MADE BOLDLY BUT ONLY THE BOLDEST CAN MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Eh.. ok la.. I confess.. most of them are not by me.. I copy and paste from some where. But some are I think up one lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo at work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-4336572641339440477?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/4336572641339440477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=4336572641339440477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4336572641339440477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/4336572641339440477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/03/ross-words-of-wisdom.html' title='Ros&apos;s words of wisdom!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-951111275887964186</id><published>2007-03-04T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:24:16.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Say a Thousand Words.</title><content type='html'>I really dunno what to write lately. So i guess instead I let you all see picture ba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RerjbrXKcWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pGv8MYnNoZ0/s1600-h/Diving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038089197803172194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RerjbrXKcWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pGv8MYnNoZ0/s320/Diving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with my groofy smile even deep under the sea. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RerjGLXKcVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/44eJmG0-xWM/s1600-h/Group+pix+on+surface.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/ReritbXKcUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xUW9SPuPtAk/s1600-h/steamboatdinner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038088403234222402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/ReritbXKcUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xUW9SPuPtAk/s320/steamboatdinner1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can Guess which is me? kekeke.. I cute hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/ReridbXKcTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rsvMQ9m9up0/s1600-h/stadium1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038088128356315442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/ReridbXKcTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rsvMQ9m9up0/s320/stadium1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Lions Go! Go MyJia Go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rerh8rXKcSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6TCBERmX7xo/s1600-h/31012007735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038087565715599650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/Rerh8rXKcSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6TCBERmX7xo/s320/31012007735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins United! Doesn't matter even if some of us (Eg: Meiling) dun understand soccer, its the togetherness that make all of us happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RerhoLXKcRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Oiw8TGxvyis/s1600-h/409696359l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038087213528281362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RerhoLXKcRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Oiw8TGxvyis/s320/409696359l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once a upon a time, Ros was a pretty little Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-951111275887964186?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/951111275887964186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=951111275887964186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/951111275887964186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/951111275887964186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/03/pictures-say-thousand-words.html' title='Pictures Say a Thousand Words.'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZcDKd215hN0/RerjbrXKcWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pGv8MYnNoZ0/s72-c/Diving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-2864634622148598393</id><published>2007-03-04T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:03:36.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead blog??? Dead Ros???</title><content type='html'>Tio complain say my blog is dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.. its not dead la.. Just that I am busy and a little lazy to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I promised I will try to update as often as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many things to tell but dunno which to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to Uncle Kenneth (1st Mar) and William (3rd Mar)!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you guys will still win lots lots of money playing MJ but of cos not from me. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of things to talk abt but I will just update on the more impt things in my life at this moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Family Own-grown Soccer Team:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MyJia FC was feature on TNP (9th Feb 2007). It really was a very heart-warming event for all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catch of the day: Its really a great feeling telling others that My family have our own grown soccer team. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side-track a little: My granny had passed away peacefully on the eve of CNY. It was sort of expected by most of us but we just didn't expect the timing to be so "zhun" right after she had her "dinner". Ah Ma as I have written before is like the pillar of my whole family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 Sons, 5 daughters, 25 Grandchildren and 5 great grandchildren. Not forget daughters-in laws, son-in laws and grandchildren in laws. Big family comes with big problems, but becos of Ah Ma. All problems becomes no problem, all becos of her. Becos of her we learn to endure, give in and just accept that in this world family is always the most impt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah Ma! Thanks for the big family which you have nurture and given to us. We will remember you always and stay united as a whole family just the same way you want us to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-2864634622148598393?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/2864634622148598393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=2864634622148598393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2864634622148598393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/2864634622148598393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/03/dead-blog-dead-ros.html' title='Dead blog??? Dead Ros???'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-1223638919842742444</id><published>2007-01-02T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T06:47:31.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2007</title><content type='html'>Year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be 28 years old this year. Damm! I feel old!!! :( Then again, Nah.. I dun feel old. I feel that life has just began for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2006 have been a really interesting one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Change Job.&lt;br /&gt;- 1st time to many different places (Japan, Bali, Paris, Bangkok, Kukup, JB) &lt;br /&gt;- Bought my 1st car.&lt;br /&gt;- Got to know Mr LTA.&lt;br /&gt;- Get to meet lots of new and close frens.&lt;br /&gt;- And further get to understand more about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I seriously think that 2006 have been a rather interesting year for me. Lots of 1st time and I really learn a lot more about myself thru this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is a lazy, yet I must say quite lucky at times person. I seriously feel that how I managed to live the last 27 years of my life is thru sheer luck from I dunno where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno when my luck will ever run out but i seriously hope that it will never ever run out. I am still trying to learn more about myself and how much I can do. I dunno if I am doing right but I know as long as I try my best. I will always be this happy goes lucky Ros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish for the coming new year, is everyone ard me to be happy always. I must really learn to have more self-control, be more sensible, more hardworking and more streetsmart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I must learn to be more hardworking and smarter at work.&lt;br /&gt;2. I must learn to manage my time better.&lt;br /&gt;3. I must learn to not be lazy and always finding excuses.&lt;br /&gt;4. I must have more self-control and not always be so playful.&lt;br /&gt;5. I must be an improved Ros than Ros from 2006 as year 2007 is going to be greater than 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being Ros and I love everyone of you who cares and love me as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear All... Pls take good care of each other and let us all grow and improve in this new 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-1223638919842742444?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/1223638919842742444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=1223638919842742444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/1223638919842742444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/1223638919842742444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-2007.html' title='Happy New Year 2007'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-3246171866497171063</id><published>2006-11-11T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:45:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Just went to browse thru Lorri Babe's blog and saw her post on Xmas party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the 1 year just pass along so fast without any one of us realising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun and unforgettable incident I have shared with all of you thru out this 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I really hope that everyone of us learn to cherish what we have and stay happy always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chit chat, tok cok session with Jacus not too long ago and we realise that the 1 things which make a person successfully is the people he/she mixed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh.. Its all of you ard me which make me where I am now. Not that I super successful la, but I think I am quite ok le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching bo??? Ok.. I want to have turkey, log cake, pizza, and all the yummy yummy food same as last year for Xmas party. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Lorri ah.. if you going to get the escargot again hor.. can make sure this time rd.. we got proper equipment to "dig" out the flash? Dun want like last year.. kekeke... :P I had to crash open the shell with my teeth in order to eat. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-3246171866497171063?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/3246171866497171063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=3246171866497171063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3246171866497171063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/3246171866497171063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/11/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-116170061007502400</id><published>2006-10-24T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:24.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painball</title><content type='html'>Damm.. it shld be farking hell call as PAINBALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its freaking painful!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head so painful... And after all the asking ard.. I have finally.. come up to this conclusion... ITS STUPID DESMOND WHO HIT ME!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE LEMON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la.. overall the whole game was pretty fun.. but didn't really had a proper time to hang out with Jacus and Co. I miss him so much.. so long no see him to tok cok with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to lori babe.. hiak hiak hiak... I got to know a new yan dao kia.. Work Cnet, young, dashing and quite charming.. Not bad.. Not bad.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time encounter got guy, hear I go toilet.. then offer to go together and still wait for me outside the toilet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice hor?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i finally also uncover the story behind my missing contact len casing. &lt;br /&gt;Its my bro maid who throw them away everything she cleans up the toilet. &lt;br /&gt;-_-" She must have thot they were dunno what empty container and throw them again.&lt;br /&gt;Der... Hai me everything got to buy new one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DER.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-116170061007502400?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/116170061007502400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=116170061007502400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/116170061007502400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/116170061007502400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/10/painball_24.html' title='Painball'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-116099063875439027</id><published>2006-10-16T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:24.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Love</title><content type='html'>DIVING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell u all hor.. Damm.. Diving is REAL fun and exciting.. &lt;br /&gt;Nevermind the fact tht I look unglam.*hmpf* and that its super troublesome to rig up and uprig all the heavy equipments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diving in the water is just fantastic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still very worried abt so much things before the trip, whether will I suffer from terrible sea sick, will I be able to move ard in the water, will freak accident happen (since I am prone to freak accident everytime) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make my worries worse, I was terribly down with a bad bout of stomach flu which my mom also kenna. I was soo afraid that I will not recover in time for the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God, I was Up and Going on the day we set off. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip itself to me was fun except for some here and there small prob. &lt;br /&gt;Haiz... As always, I am often blur and speak too fast before I think. I actually snapped at someone cause I just find his behaviour unbearable. &lt;br /&gt;Haiz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post the pics once my cousin email to me. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN.. I love Diving!!! Although I dunno when I will dive again la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-116099063875439027?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/116099063875439027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=116099063875439027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/116099063875439027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/116099063875439027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-new-love_16.html' title='My new Love'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-116041404299751265</id><published>2006-10-10T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotty go home liao lor!</title><content type='html'>My days of dog sitting is over.&lt;br /&gt;Spotty the dog has went home lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind the mess he did at home, scratches and bites he left on me and lorri. Tht doggy is a gem. &lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Lucky left me, I never really got to close or attached to another dog beside helping out at acres once in a while and hang out with the doggies there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always this sharp pain when I look at other dogs and think of lucky. Not able to commit and give to anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is tht how I am behaving all this while? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made a someone angry becos I put his aeroplane again. I dun really mean it but I just can't help it. As much as I would like to b extra nice to him, there is just this something in me which tell me, not to commit too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too scared to try anything. &lt;br /&gt;Running away from reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros dunno what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-116041404299751265?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/116041404299751265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=116041404299751265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/116041404299751265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/116041404299751265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/10/spotty-go-home-liao-lor.html' title='Spotty go home liao lor!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-116019023036231137</id><published>2006-10-07T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Dog's life!</title><content type='html'>Ooh.. Its been a long while since I last updated anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super shacked week for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shell fuel challenge, diving lesson, customer and their tons of complaints, Dog sitting with Spotty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thing to do.. And I only have 24 hours a day. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... the 1 thing which I am looking super forward to.. &lt;br /&gt;Is of cos my diving trip next weekend. Although I am a little nervous, dunno if I can react fine in the sea but I am really looking forward to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it, this year marks many 1st time for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if its good or bad.. But I guess I have nothing much to complain abt. &lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-116019023036231137?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/116019023036231137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=116019023036231137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/116019023036231137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/116019023036231137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-dogs-life.html' title='Its a Dog&apos;s life!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115798979066714560</id><published>2006-09-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me is a SPORTWOMAN!</title><content type='html'>Haha.. Must learn to speak like those CY special sch ppl lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tht group of bimbotic ladies... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Its also becos of them.. I declare myself as Sportwoman of the Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play sport.. Marathon sport!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so shud! I am a regular sport doer! I so proud of myself. And I take part in competition island wide. Going from my far east to Far west of SG for a friendly competition with my fellow sport mates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A PROFESSIONAL SPORTWOMAN!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love MAHJONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: MeiTing say MJ is consider as a international sport event. So since I play MJ very regularly, going from Pasir Ris to Boon Lay just for MJ match. I am a very avid sportwoman rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115798979066714560?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115798979066714560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115798979066714560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115798979066714560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115798979066714560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/09/me-is-sportwoman.html' title='Me is a SPORTWOMAN!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115798912306790272</id><published>2006-09-11T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up!</title><content type='html'>Isn't it amazing when you flip thru your photo album and realise that all those sec sch frens have all grown up and is now all doing all kind of funny &amp; interesting jobs? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to met up with this girl (Ailin, only rem her name when I go thru friendster and saw her pic =X. Only rem her as the Top student in our year nia lor)on sunday at Parkway while I was eating with Desmond (Not tht lemon la.. this is another one. AND DUN ASK ME ABT LEMON AGAIN!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to Ailin and my sec sch days. Meeting up with Ailin remind me of many fond memories of my sch days when everything is this world will just stop for you becos you are young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite cycling, overnite chalet, weekly Europa drinking with Annie. Boy.. those were the days sia.. I just cannot imagine where the hell I had the sort of energy where I can spend my whole week doing stuffs like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Go sch, play netball, go hang out with frens. &lt;br /&gt;Tue - Do abt the same things.&lt;br /&gt;And when fri comes.. Ooh... Its nite cycling with Lian Fei and frens. &lt;br /&gt;Sat is drinking with Annie and Europa. &lt;br /&gt;Sunday is stay at home and nuah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah.. Yah.. I was only 14-16 tht time.. Times really flys.. 10 over years liao..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.. I can't cycle to save my life now.... Nope.. I dun drink as much as before too..(I dun like to go clubing now cos =( Old liao.. No guys want to sian liao) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times flys... before you know it, all of us have step into another stage of our life... And history are only memory which we keep in our mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115798912306790272?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115798912306790272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115798912306790272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115798912306790272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115798912306790272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/09/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115730858482806231</id><published>2006-09-04T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myjia Soccer team</title><content type='html'>I think i bring unluckiness to my family eh soccer team. &lt;br /&gt;Kekekeke...&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch them play soccer twice.. &lt;br /&gt;Twice I go.. both time they tio trash.. &lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno izzit I super heng that every time I go.. they kenna tough competitor.. or izzit I sway... their competitor good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. still back to the same old thing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TEAM NEED YOUNG AND BETTER PLAYERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best is good looking and eligible ones.. &lt;br /&gt;So tht I will be more motivated to go watch them play more often.. &lt;br /&gt;Hee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support my family eh soccer forum le.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myfirstforum.com/myjia.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115730858482806231?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115730858482806231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115730858482806231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115730858482806231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115730858482806231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/09/myjia-soccer-team.html' title='Myjia Soccer team'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115713078520955639</id><published>2006-09-02T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go holiday again le...</title><content type='html'>:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw lorri babe's blog.. Sound so fun... Eat.. Shop..Eat and have lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me want to go holiday again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya la.. I know I just came back from BKK less than 1 mth ago. But tht is different mah.. I went alone for some soul searching journey mah.. Ok Ok... I went there to shop, eat and I had frens at BKK to keep me company on most days, still its different lor.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A BREAK!!! I NEED A HOLIDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Paris, I miss Bali, I miss Aust, Thailand, even the recent Kukup trip. Oh.. toking about Kukup trip.. Did I post any pic on it?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?? U mean I never even mention much abt it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Kukup with Moi cousin dearest, Da Niu Ge her tht the other half, Paul kor kor, Esther who is now Paul kor kor the other half, Alvin &amp; Autum, Jacus, Pearlyn and Lemon who hopefully will become.. *cough cough* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy tht trip was fun.. All of us was just out to have fun and nothing but fun. The place was a little culture shock for most of us.. Cos we all pamper babies mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.. We all smile so happy although tht freaking boat is super small and all of us are too heavy. TMD SO frightening tht the whole boat might just turn over becos stupid alvin keep making big movement.. -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1020/1600/IMG_2376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1020/320/IMG_2376.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115713078520955639?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115713078520955639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115713078520955639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115713078520955639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115713078520955639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-want-to-go-holiday-again-le.html' title='I want to go holiday again le...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115549540155738694</id><published>2006-08-14T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sick liao...</title><content type='html'>:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a nose which runs non-stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Sick liao... *Cry Cry*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115549540155738694?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115549540155738694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115549540155738694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115549540155738694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115549540155738694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-sick-liao.html' title='I sick liao...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115507722484724638</id><published>2006-08-09T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans are all selfish</title><content type='html'>I just learn something new today, All humans are selfish. The only difference is how far they will go to get what they want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish. I work and often try to make full use of my company resources for personal agenda. Dun need to quote any example, I think everyone of you does the same thing in same ways or another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone is selfish, I can't blame him for being the same right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He have long mentioned his situation. I know things are impossible, but why do I still feel sad that he is just taking advantage of the situation and enjoying both world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To him, I give what she can't provided. But what I want, he can never give. I shld be more wise to realise that I am just getting myself hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disapointment comes when one's expectation is not met. Does that mean I am hoping for certain something from him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115507722484724638?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115507722484724638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115507722484724638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115507722484724638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115507722484724638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/08/humans-are-all-selfish.html' title='Humans are all selfish'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115492543855122174</id><published>2006-08-07T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Bkk</title><content type='html'>Yup Yup... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am accessing internet at this cafe in BKK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the final day I will be here and home I will be by tonite. Lots of funny things happen during my trip. But i guess it's really an experience for me, coming all alone for a holiday trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst my cc, had to buy additional luggage becos my usual backpack is not able to store all my purchase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of my new life after 27 years of living aimlessly without much goals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be rich... I want to come to Bkk at least twice a year just for shopping. :P Ambitious?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekeke.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.. as usual.. No pictures taken cos I simply just never like to take pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros Signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115492543855122174?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115492543855122174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115492543855122174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115492543855122174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115492543855122174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-in-bkk.html' title='Life in Bkk'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115363872818895128</id><published>2006-07-23T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Wonder he...</title><content type='html'>I wonder why he hates me so much at times after all that we have done and gone thru together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it becos I will never admit that he is very impt to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or cos I smoke non-stop even though I know he dislike it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it becos I will often pissed him off by being nice to every other guy but him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or simply becos I can never give him the kind of security he is hoping from me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he is still ard me at times, his gentle scolding often reminds and bring me back to reality when my head get too big for my own good. &lt;br /&gt;I miss his quiet but sure presence whenever I feel down. &lt;br /&gt;The ice-cream special which he will bring me to have when I feel down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When fate ends but feeling still ard... &lt;br /&gt;I think I miss him.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he is happy now... I wonder if he think of me like I think of him now... &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry... but i dunno what I want and I dunno if I can provide. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115363872818895128?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115363872818895128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115363872818895128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115363872818895128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115363872818895128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-wonder-he.html' title='No Wonder he...'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115363423034147095</id><published>2006-07-23T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:23.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day Singapore</title><content type='html'>Whee!!! Its that time of the year again, where my beloved country celebrate our independance day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simi??? Ros where got so patrotic?? TMD.. I am hor. *blush* Cos Aug is also the mth of my Bday mah. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting old.. As singapore advance further. =( This year have been a rather strange year to start with. My switch in career path, my impulsive shopping spree, indecent proposal by someone. I feel blur. I dunno what lies ahead of me and I only know there is nothing I can do but do my best in everything I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I wish I can just rot at home, turn off my HP and just enjoy that peace and quiet of alone at home in my own safe heaven. But there are the other times when I just need to be ard people and I hate the fact that I am all alone at home. Weird eh?? So what do I really want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea what is this year bday going to be like? I am anticipating yet i have fear about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always lost and constantly searching...&lt;br /&gt;Ros&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115363423034147095?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115363423034147095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115363423034147095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115363423034147095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115363423034147095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-national-day-singapore.html' title='Happy National Day Singapore'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115245830668596614</id><published>2006-07-09T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertisment</title><content type='html'>This entry is an advert for my family very own Soccer team. &lt;br /&gt;Pls kindly visit this website to know more and support my family very own soccer team!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.geocities.com/myjia_ffc/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115245830668596614?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115245830668596614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115245830668596614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115245830668596614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115245830668596614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/07/advertisment.html' title='Advertisment'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115245807333740924</id><published>2006-07-09T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love Lorri and her hubby?</title><content type='html'>Why I love Lorri &amp; her hubby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a babe, she is the super blur and cute girl who never fail to make me luff together with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is an intellectual bimbo just like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share similar interests &amp; Hobby. *Mahjong Rules!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is just the 1 in the million in this world who luff together with me when I do gross things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is always there and here for me, no matter what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most impt of all, she loves me just as much as I love her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABE!!!! HAPPY 18th Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh... lets not declare how old exactly she is. Anyway I am very sure with looks and personality like hers, she will not have any problem sianing young boys age 18 and above! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115245807333740924?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115245807333740924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115245807333740924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115245807333740924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115245807333740924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-i-love-lorri-and-her-hubby.html' title='Why I love Lorri and her hubby?'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115185864520703406</id><published>2006-07-03T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress, nervous and totally bonkers.</title><content type='html'>Haiz... Everyone ard me.. have been commenting tht I have lose wt, and I look stress. I lose the usual radiant in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stressed.. I do impulsive shopping, buying tons of things.. which I dunno if i need. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the meeting again. Its super stressing.. I am so afraid.. I am almost going mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i afraid becos I know I cannot make it? Or seriously the other lady is damm good? &lt;br /&gt;Haiz..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros is stress and Ros just did a 35k shopping purchase. &lt;br /&gt;*_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115185864520703406?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115185864520703406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115185864520703406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115185864520703406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115185864520703406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/07/stress-nervous-and-totally-bonkers.html' title='Stress, nervous and totally bonkers.'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115086341699439035</id><published>2006-06-21T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being successful = Being Nasty???</title><content type='html'>This world is a beautiful place, people living in this place are all nice people. Reason why it is horrible is when people only think of themselves and don't want to learn how to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in this crazy view of mine but as I mention many times. Many incidents and people ard me make me think otherwise. Call me stubborn but I still believing in sharing, being nice to others and others will be nice to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often is able to give advise to others on how to handle their politics at work but never once apply my own concept in my own office. WHY??? Its my choice, I believe that it doesn't matter if others choose this path but not me. Cos to me, my world is a beautiful place, things will work out somehow as long as you open your heart to share. Everything and anything is able to work out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its silly, I will get hurt in the process but aren't tht who I am in the 1st place.. The Blur and always rash Ros. I can be nasty if I want but why shld I do tht and end up as those LJ ppl who I am always complaining. Its double wrong since I know wat I am doing is wrong and I still do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will be beautiful as long as you believe in it. &lt;br /&gt;Ros is still Ros.. and Ros will always be Ros.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115086341699439035?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115086341699439035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115086341699439035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115086341699439035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115086341699439035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/06/being-successful-being-nasty.html' title='Being successful = Being Nasty???'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-115047579172902462</id><published>2006-06-17T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I such a lousy person???</title><content type='html'>I always thot tht in this world, as long as you are sincere to others. Others will appreciated you for who you are and accept u as you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I grow up, I realise that all this things are not true. And that in this so call "beautiful world" of ours, there are many kind of person who does things just to stir shyt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently feeling a little betrayed by a so called close fren of mine. I thot he will be able to help me with all he required. From everyday, my every single conversation with him, details change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( I dun feel happy... I feel only tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-115047579172902462?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/115047579172902462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=115047579172902462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115047579172902462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/115047579172902462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-i-such-lousy-person.html' title='Am I such a lousy person???'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114987956873995098</id><published>2006-06-10T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It always has to be tht problem always!!!</title><content type='html'>I HATE MENSES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always has to be it causing problem. I had been feeling super lousy since begining of this week, although I suspect it might be also due to work stress piling up on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is always something about whenever I have my menses, I will just automatically feel tired and super mood swing. I get so super sensitive over small issues which on other normal days, will seems to be super small matters. But yet whenever is ard tht period, confirm plus chop! I will end up quarrelling with someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask me why, I can't explain it myself too. Something not very pleasant happen today and due to various reasons. Not enough sleep, not enough food, never ending of work and some other Not actually very impt issue after I calm myself down. Is this what all woman goes thru? Are all woman super sensitive during that time of the mth?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.... I am starting to think I am getting more and more insane. I dun understand, the week before I was super angry with him and we had some boh liao quarrel. 1 week later, again I am upset becos of him and as usual it ended up as quarrel. At the end of all, everything is still ok but i just wonder..... Why am I behaving this way... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He have been appearing far too often in my life for me to be comfortable. I am starting to behave in some non explainable manner which I dun really enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this project..... I must cut down my communication with him. Its seriously getting far too comfortable for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBZ.... I hate it when he gets the upper hand, make me seems super loser. Why in the 1st place am I so particular abt how he treats me??? Wat the hell was I thinking abt.. Der.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be only MENSES's Fault&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114987956873995098?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114987956873995098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114987956873995098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114987956873995098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114987956873995098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-always-has-to-be-tht-problem-always.html' title='It always has to be tht problem always!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114981263304631336</id><published>2006-06-09T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROS is still ROS</title><content type='html'>Wow... Its almost 1 mth since I last updated anything here. Wat has I been doing sia.. Well... I am still as no life as before.. like what dearest Hen-pecked Vincent will also say me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Life was never the same ever since I started working at my current company. Things which I had to go thru.. The kind of "humans" which I had to face and talk to. It just simply affirmed that my concept of this world is a beautiful world is all wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. I was proven many a times that my concept of this world is originally a nice place where as long as you are sincere and nice to others, others will be nice and sincere to you. It doesn't matter if you have flaws cos others will weigh you base on your strength. Bullshit!!! Haiz.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... Ya... Ros have stupid ideas abt her beautiful world which always make people luff their head off, telling her that she is just damm farking stubborn and like to live in the world of her own. But seriously, who don't?? I never once deny that I am a Saint, But Ros will never change her mindset abt how she is going to behave for if tht ever changes 1 day... Ros will never be Ros... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros is busy now.. But Ros is still Ros... I still love and is always here for all those tht I loved.. Pls all of you.. While I am trying hard to find out why am I working so hard for.. Pls take good care of yourself while I try to seek more of myself K? I promise I will be strong.. So dun worry for me cos if I know.. I cannot concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard for the money?? Or working hard to get my deserve credit??? Am I pushing myself too much. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros seeking out for reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114981263304631336?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114981263304631336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114981263304631336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114981263304631336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114981263304631336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/06/ros-is-still-ros.html' title='ROS is still ROS'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114770297746265988</id><published>2006-05-15T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am at the top. U r at the bottom!</title><content type='html'>I say Losers are just born Losers and will always be losers. &lt;br /&gt;Why do I say so? Its becos losers have losers kind of thinking. Complaining and always complaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously hor.. Have u heard Bill Gate complaining to press and papers abt Life is a drag and he hates working with so and so cause so and so is so blah blah blah?? &lt;br /&gt;Or even Mr Sim telling you tht He find his company management team's ideas and working style stupid because all they do is to have meeting all day but yet the farking company is still losing money??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us can think in tune with the management view? The action which the management takes and why they actually do something like this. Can YOU figure why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say, there must be a reason why ppl can sit on the top seat why U r just a small fly in the company. So instead of complaining and complaining.. Why dun u think in tune of the management and see what can be improved instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser will always be losers if all they do is just to compare and complain cos nothing is done at the end of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if all management ppl do is to have meetings and meetings with no proper agenda?? At the end of the day, having tons of no proper agenda meeting and end up with 1 smart idea is better than doing nothing at all and just plain complaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think abt it. To have a loser mentality and just complain or to be a winner and just do things as it flows. The choice is all yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114770297746265988?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114770297746265988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114770297746265988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114770297746265988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114770297746265988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-at-top-u-r-at-bottom.html' title='I am at the top. U r at the bottom!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114719491433682286</id><published>2006-05-10T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros the ecentric - Part 1</title><content type='html'>People who know me always say tht I am an Super eccentric person who does weird things all the time. Unpredictable, cranky, eccentric are phases which are not strangers to me. Sometimes even I myself is amaze at the things I say and do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and the 68 years old, gambled horse and lose many money whose son work in sales line Taxi uncle. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took this taxi's uncle cab and is super amaze by my overall behaviour towards the whole incident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was wat happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I board on the cab at clementi this evening and the 1st thing which the cab uncle did after he found out tht I was heading Pasir Ris and not Jurong was To nag non-stop at me, complaining tht He had thot I was going to Jurong as he had the intention to go home to eat his dinner since he is nearby. He even went on to comment abt there were many passagers waiting for cab at the taxi stand and confirm most of them are heading to the far west. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to myself, since this poor uncle want to go home for his dinner. Then I shall just get off and let him pick some other passagers which is on the way for him to go home for dinner. So i suggested to the uncle that if he dun mind, why dun he let me alight and pick some other people instead so as not to delay his meal time. I dun mind waiting for another cab. The uncle then reply me saying tht he will not chase off any customer once he accept them onto his cab. For if he really want to choose customer, he will have ask me even before i board on the cab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started chatting, complaining abt some other previous customer who blah blah blah.. which to me was not very pleasing to my ears cos I am really tired. And I also realise as he was Nagging... He was actually driving at 60-70km/hr on PIE!!! &lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. At tht moment, I really feel like telling him if its possible for him to drive a bit faster, say maybe abt 80-90km instead but I hold back my tongue cos I just didn't want to be rude. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the orignally 20 - 30 mins cab ride became 40-45 mins instead. And I also had to endure endless of comments and complains abt life in general from this 68 years old taxi uncle whose life.. I dunno sound like super tragic.. Lose a few hundreds thousands on gambling horse, got to sell off his flat to pay his depts, go thru depression and nearly jump off the building.. Blah Blah Blah.. *Pls note as the uncle was talking.. my eyes was on the speedo meter.. 60-70km on PIE. AND I WAS YAWNING NON STOP COS I HAVE A SUPER LONG DAY AT WORK!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this wasn't the best part.. I wanted to settle the cab bill using my CC as I intend to claim from my company by mth end. So politely I ask the uncle if he accept CC and he say Yes but sometimes.. the machine is spoilt and can't be used. So I told him nevermind, we will just try the machine if its down then I will pay by cash instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?? The uncle actually does not know how to use the CC machine and needed me to read thru the instruction on the screen and assist him instead. This wasn't a big thing but the thing was.. I saw tht my transaction had gone thru successfully, it turn out tht the receipt printer was actually faulty and thus I was not able to print out any receipt. So the uncle once again.. Started his nagging session abt the machine faulty.. Impossible tht if transaction went thru.. cannot print out receipt.. Blah Blah Blah.. But as i see from the status, the transaction had went thru sucessfully and there is no way I am going to pay this uncle cash for it will mean double charging for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. guess wat i did??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee.... Can you guys guess what I did with regard to this naggy taxi uncle who drive throughout at 60-70km on PIE, nag me with endless sad stories and finally freaking receipt printer which doesn't work???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I say.. I am simply amazed with myself and the amt of patient tht I actually bother to give to this uncle. -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually gave the uncle my name card and tell him tht he can go check with his company if the transaction did went thru. If not just feel free to call me on my HP and I will be more than happy to pay him in cash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. As I walk from the cab.. to my lift lobby.. I still can't believe tht I actually did all those and never bother to scream at tht uncle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be crazy and under serious stress pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros gone Mad!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114719491433682286?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114719491433682286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114719491433682286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114719491433682286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114719491433682286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/05/ros-ecentric-part-1.html' title='Ros the ecentric - Part 1'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114685365605927588</id><published>2006-05-06T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:22.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ros shall never Flirt ard again</title><content type='html'>=( Ok.. I gotten fingers burn again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not flirt ard again. But then hor.. I never flirt le.. I only like to tok cok nia mah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone just sms me saying he is drink and do i miss him. So I just reply him with Dun drive home if u r really drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reply me with something like I think i am in love... -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. as usual, the always politically correct Ros simply reply him with. &lt;br /&gt;GO AND AND SLEEP LA! U can't even think well now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 mins later..&lt;br /&gt;He reply me with a Do you like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nbz.. I throw tht damm hp of mine away and stone for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am here mass chatting with 3 other handsome guys who is making stoopig jokes at my expenses. I am thinking, do i like him?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i do like him in some ways.. But seriously.. He is not my type. Too inflexible, a bit goondu and super insensitive. I have never met any guy in my whole life tht is so gei gao with me one. -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls god.. Pls dun let me really fall for him... I cannot throw my Low family eh face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a weird feeling.. He never really say he like me.. only asking me if i like him nia rite? So why I so kan keong??? Nbz.. I hate emotional games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114685365605927588?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114685365605927588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114685365605927588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114685365605927588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114685365605927588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/05/ros-shall-never-flirt-ard-again.html' title='Ros shall never Flirt ard again'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114675263761414617</id><published>2006-05-04T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:21.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Footstep in your life.</title><content type='html'>Do you still remember when you were 16, the people whom you always hang out with, the places where you often hang out at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about 18? 21? Or even 13 years old???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many different things and people who I hang out with at different stage of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rem when I was 13, I just started my 1st year in secondary sch. The people that I hang out with had Annie, HuiQin and a few other of my sec sch frens. Maybe becos I was not only busy with my sch stuffs but with moving of new house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I was 14, I started hanging out with YanMei, Annie and wendong who is also annie sec sch fren. I rem annie and I will go to east coast europa on every Sat, Yesh.. every other sat at the age of 14. Boh Pian le.. I got a super chao lau face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then things started to change when I was 15-16, I had Qing as my goodie buddy. We can spend day and nite together and never get bored with each other. Then of cos there were also LianFei and Co. It was also then I got to know Jeremry. This someone who I simply detest a lot when I 1st saw him. Bleady hell. Super attitude prob. But dunno why also we became best of frens.. and the rest are all history. =X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after my sec sch, during my poly days, I hang out with my cousin, my ex BF then, Qing and also Annie. It was also during this period.. I got to know Jianming. I rem I used to always watch movie with Jianming and the impression he gave me then and even now is someone who has a very different insight of things and toking to him always bring me new ideas of point of view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. There was also Leonard, the ever generous guy who buy me HP, MD player and tons of other great stuffs with no hidden agenda. Dun ask me why he so nice to me la. I also dunno.. Anyway.. I never do anything with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after I grad, there was Terence, my ex. Chong, Elvin and of cos.. My best best buddy Vincent, dawn and daniel. Then I join Traders and got to know Donny, Mun Chong, Yap and yen Swa. They were the one tht stood by me at my darkest time. Spend late nite having coffee with me just to cheer me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I realised that at every stage of my life, there is always this special someone or grp of people which is always there for me. Sharing and walking together with me. But why izzit as time passes... these people aren't there anymore.. not sharing or walking with me?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must life really be.. people come.. people go...?? And Departure are just part and parcel of life? All those people mentioned have in someways left imprinted very deep footprints in my life that I can never erased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros is feeling low morale again. Must be menses coming again... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114675263761414617?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114675263761414617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114675263761414617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114675263761414617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114675263761414617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/05/footstep-in-your-life.html' title='Footstep in your life.'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114666513241569198</id><published>2006-05-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:21.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain block</title><content type='html'>Seriously I dunno what to write abt lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got so many things I wanted to update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacus - my new colleague who I found out tht we went cycling 13 years ago. =X Long story.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Voting story - Hee.. My 1st time voting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Rat - this other colleague of mine who is super disgusting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moron who never never learn his mistake - Always think he damm smart. Hmpf.. So smart, dun have to stay in here.. GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also many other things la.. But u all see ah.. I dunno wat to write and dun feel like writing. So... Til when my mood come.. then i write more. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u of you leep leep.. Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114666513241569198?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114666513241569198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114666513241569198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114666513241569198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114666513241569198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/05/brain-block.html' title='Brain block'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114598672213397416</id><published>2006-04-26T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:21.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for you! =)</title><content type='html'>I was gald tht I meet up with you today. And is very happy to see you luff heartedly at.. My Columbia Joke. Then again.. Actually its not a joke, I really thot they meant it as the country and not a name mah. At least I still know tht Columbia is a 3rd world country which is very poor right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like reading since young, and admire people who can write well. To write a good article not only required a strong command of the language, knowledge but also a very strong sense of ethical morals as what you write will influence readers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So promise me, you will write good articles with an open mind which will bring insight to your readers. I really look forward to the day when I read an article by you, teaching me new things and showing me things which I never know.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen for a reason. And in actual fact, all the bad things which happen is preparation for the good things which are coming along. Cos if you dunno what Bad is, how will you know wat is good? &lt;br /&gt;Dun feel dejected tht things are not be going your way now cause its just God method of training you so that you can be stronger for better things in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the future distinguished international journalist award winner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JIA YOU!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114598672213397416?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114598672213397416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114598672213397416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114598672213397416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114598672213397416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-for-you.html' title='Just for you! =)'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114570644794544984</id><published>2006-04-22T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:21.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Armpit Hair!!!</title><content type='html'>Today, I am going to talk all abt Armpit hair. &lt;br /&gt;No la.. Where got Gross??? U dun like Gross stuff, then u shld not even be reading my blog lor. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to armpit hair. There has always been so many jokes and story abt armpit hair and how gross or funny it was. &lt;br /&gt;Like We used to have this Math teacher back in Sec sch, Mrs Wee. Mrs Wee was a very nice teacher and we all love her a lot. But the 1 thing tht remind me most of her was her &lt;em&gt;Orh Mi Sua story&lt;/em&gt;. U know la.. Last time sec sch, sch no air con.. Teachers teaching.. Very Hot.. So Mrs Wee also lor, and she likes to wear sleeveless tops. BUT the problem with Mrs Wee was... SHE NEVER SHAVE HER ARMPIT HAIR!!! So the guys from our sch, starting this joke abt Mrs Wee and her &lt;em&gt;Orh Mi Sua&lt;/em&gt;. And we often ponder how come Mrs Wee never bother to shave her armpit hair?? Even til now when we do meet up and tok abt the teachers back then, we never fail to bring up Mrs Wee and her orh Mi Sua Story.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was in poly, we had this other classmate who is a bit weird weird. She often like to wear sleeveless dresses to sch but she NEVER SHAVE HER ARMPIT HAIR. So of cos, becos of the fact that she is a bit weird weird, she is often made as a joke by the guys. A few of us girls did try to sound her out abt it and suggest tht if she doesn't want to shave her underarms, then dun wear sleeves clothes lor. But she just appear nonchanlant to it. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually sometimes I also lazy to shave my underarms. =X But I just avoid sleeveless clothes lor. But the whole thing abt this armpit hair thing is it all abt image or personal hygenic? I think I read in somewhere before that if u got armpit hair, then dunno germs or what will live in it better and start to have their own colony of family in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So You all see, actually there seems to be more harm than good to having armpit hair. So you girls shld follow what Ros always like to do. &lt;br /&gt;Use tweezer to pluke her armpit hair while sitting in front of the desk while surfing net, chatting on msn or even updating her blog. =X &lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Or Girls, you can ask your bf to help u pluke them when u just lie on the bed and watch TV. Terence used to do tht for me when we are lazing at home. &lt;br /&gt;The feeling.... PRICELESS!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digusting mah?? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1020/1600/pitring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1020/320/pitring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114570644794544984?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114570644794544984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114570644794544984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114570644794544984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114570644794544984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-and-my-armpit-hair.html' title='Me and My Armpit Hair!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114567986856336549</id><published>2006-04-22T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:21.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am quiting Smoking!!!</title><content type='html'>Simi?? Simi?? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why??? What is wrong??? I cannot quit smoking meh??? &lt;br /&gt;U People must be wondering which wire is shorted in my brain right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait la.. Let me explain myself. I have mention a lot of times, smoking to me is just a bad habit for I always feel, there is nothing which one cannot do if they put their heart into it and really want it to happen. So its just a matter of time for me to really stop smoking til I feel there is a need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Why am I quiting smoking now le?? Izzit because I kenna lung cancer? Or I am really super super poor now til I can't afford to buy ciggie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... A someone actually mention tht He would prefer me to quit smoking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahahaha.. So who is this person who have such 魅力 to actually have the ability to let me even consider quitting smoking?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not very tall, as for as from my impression, he is rather short actually. But he got those doe-eyes kind of look where when he trys to pled with u for something, U just dunno how to rejected. A very firm believer of himself, he does things base of his belief and principle. Actually is stubborn la! =X Anyway.. I always remember him as this very young, a bit rash, a little inexperienced but super helpful and caring guy. I will NEVER and I mean never even when I reach 80 year old as a old woman with no teeth, forget the trouble and effort that he took to make sure tht all the toilets which I am going to use is clean and safe for me. Too be honest, if I was him then. I will have just tell me to make do with whatever is available and stop whining. Haha... This is the job hazzard tht comes along with my job. =X Not happy then resign lor. &lt;br /&gt;But this lovely thing did not say or do anything of such instead still faithful render his assistance to company and wait for me outside of the toilet when I ask him to. Very poor thing hor??? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my life saviour, my toilet officer, My Dearest SGT Chong if its not because of you, I might have suffered from gall stone infection or even liver failure for the simple fact tht there is not proper toilet for me to use.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for this... If u really do want me to quit smoking. Yes.. I will seriously consider and make it happen, just for you! Cos if its not becos of you, who knows I drop into toilet bowl also no one will know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1020/1600/DSC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1020/320/DSC00125.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smoking is bad for health! =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114567986856336549?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114567986856336549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114567986856336549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114567986856336549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114567986856336549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-quiting-smoking.html' title='I am quiting Smoking!!!'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12186950.post-114552443469695411</id><published>2006-04-20T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:33:21.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My HP.</title><content type='html'>I tell u hor.. My hp.. always got weird character calling one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago.. got this idiot.. Call my hp at 3+ in the wee morning and let me hear moaning sound. Yesh!!! Moaning.. U know those Ahh.. AHhh.. Hmm.. kind of noise?? No la.. Not tht guy make one la.. So gross.. But i think he play dunno what Porno clip and purposely let me hear. Nbz.. Farking sicko. Lidat very song meh?? At nite mai sleep... call up girls to let them hear moaning sound. -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. tht was history la. Then last nite while I was toking on the phone again. Got this guy, call at 1+ looking for Jasmine. Der.. My name Jasmine meh??? So I tell him say I not Jasmine le.. I am Rosalind le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat he say??? He actually tell me.. lidat nevermind. Can we be frens then?? &lt;br /&gt;SMLJ??? Wat is this world becoming??? And why My HP always attacted sicko ppl to call? My HP no. is golden no lor. And always come out 4-D somemore le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really is )(&amp;%#Q^^%(Q#)$#@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros is stressed, sleepy and tired in office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12186950-114552443469695411?l=grosalind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/feeds/114552443469695411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12186950&amp;postID=114552443469695411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114552443469695411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12186950/posts/default/114552443469695411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grosalind.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-and-my-hp.html' title='Me and My HP.'/><author><name>gROS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17970778849035809048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/102599286_66b13e5a80_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
