<?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-11209723</id><updated>2011-11-23T05:57:58.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*elaine*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>184</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-3781463462052057406</id><published>2011-03-28T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T16:51:15.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i make the effort to put up a smile when it's all gloomy faces around?&lt;br /&gt;so the only way to show that you've worked hard is to look like you're gonna die?&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't just revolves around you you know,&lt;br /&gt;to you, you, you, and you too, everyone has a part to play in brightening up the day, you think you are the only one with monday blues? you think you are the only one who didn have enough sleep? you think you are the only one with problems to deal with?&lt;br /&gt;i hate gloomy faces, totally disgusted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. elaine lai is irrirtated.&lt;br /&gt;and i think the tiger is angry is with me too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-3781463462052057406?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3781463462052057406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3781463462052057406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-do-i-make-effort-to-put-up-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1510683076574222064</id><published>2011-03-25T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T15:21:10.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nope, i dont like the 'G' word.&lt;br /&gt;It's not cool. not cool at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1510683076574222064?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1510683076574222064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1510683076574222064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2011/03/nope-i-dont-like-g-word.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-3685048625146033933</id><published>2011-03-14T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate it when i cant bring myself to not be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-3685048625146033933?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3685048625146033933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3685048625146033933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-hate-it-when-i-cant-bring-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2047207070209667715</id><published>2011-02-25T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T18:21:05.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've officially become a nerd. congrats.&lt;br /&gt;i buy books (online, basheer, borders..)&lt;br /&gt;i carry books in my bag everywhere i go (note the 's')&lt;br /&gt;i read all the time (when i'm not eating/sleeping/doing design)&lt;br /&gt;i stop falling asleep while reading (without coffee)&lt;br /&gt;let's hope that i dont start wearing glasses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a sim gaining a skill point whenever i finish a book. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2047207070209667715?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2047207070209667715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2047207070209667715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-officially-become-nerd.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1979258867612894742</id><published>2011-02-17T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T01:05:32.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Admist all the complicated matters and confusing situation, i choose to stay simple. and i'm happy with where i am now.. gd enough..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1979258867612894742?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1979258867612894742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1979258867612894742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2011/02/admist-all-complicated-matters-and.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5868483681380856874</id><published>2011-01-20T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:16:14.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was a nice day..&lt;br /&gt;also a reason why it feels great to be home.. yays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, minus the studio session..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5868483681380856874?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5868483681380856874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5868483681380856874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-was-nice-day.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1504257062721755760</id><published>2011-01-11T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:29:49.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm supposed to a good girl when i come home..&lt;br /&gt;and now that i'm home, i'll be a good girl, yes, really..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1504257062721755760?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1504257062721755760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1504257062721755760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-supposed-to-good-girl-when-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7833436814618647491</id><published>2010-12-30T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T01:45:59.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i'm just looking for that feeling mayb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7833436814618647491?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7833436814618647491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7833436814618647491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-im-just-looking-for-that-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1123782100595085762</id><published>2010-12-25T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T18:14:09.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can we forget the fact that today is christmas?&lt;br /&gt;it might make me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;i've tried the positives, really..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1123782100595085762?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1123782100595085762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1123782100595085762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/12/can-we-forget-fact-that-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1217858859041421097</id><published>2010-12-23T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:20:16.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something long gone came back..&lt;br /&gt;and i start to think again..&lt;br /&gt;was it there all along when i thought it was long gone..&lt;br /&gt;damn, i hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1217858859041421097?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1217858859041421097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1217858859041421097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-long-gone-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-8229488623952745882</id><published>2010-12-21T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:40:26.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one knows and no one will ever know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-8229488623952745882?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/8229488623952745882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/8229488623952745882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-one-knows-and-no-one-will-ever-know.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6917560795734816539</id><published>2010-12-12T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:15:26.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here am i again.. testing out the links on the left hand side and realised more than half of them are no longer active or even exists. Is everyone too busy with their daily lives? so much so to even have time to sit down n pen down their thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be if I'm back in Singapore. Enjoy the time of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6917560795734816539?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6917560795734816539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6917560795734816539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/12/here-am-i-again.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4374902975889505588</id><published>2010-12-06T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:10:47.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since this blog has been left unattended for so long, i doubt anyone will visit it anymore. Gd gd, means it has attained a certain level of privacy. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to the nobody! Erm, why am i suddenly blogging again? I don't know.. maybe i'm just bored.. i guess theres a certain trend to the time of the year which i would start writing on my blog again.. end of the year maybe, where i will start thinking about the year, about the future, about things i wanna do.. Find it hard to just ramdomly bring it up when talking to people or whether is there anyone interested to listen, but its too much to just store them in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am in Shanghai, blogging somewhere faraway from home. Studying abroad alone has been great, but theres much more than the 'cool-ness' we see on tv. Still it has been really fun, meeting new people, chinese, non-chinese, asians, americans, europeans.. A few months ago, i was still contemplating whether Shanghai is right place to go on an exchange(not like i have the choice to go elsewhere), i mean, China has a certain kind of image(more negative ones) in people's(Singaporeans generally) minds i guess.. Unlike Europe or other western countries which somehow seems more 'wow', especially in the course of architecture. But now, as of 6th december 2010, to me, china is not like it seems, or rather Shanghai mayb. Hmm, how do i say it, it's like, c'mon, the whole world is in Shanghai! You get to meet people from almost all the different countries in the world. Yes, it is still a chinese city, there are still certain 'chinese characteristics' which we as foreigners will find it hard to understand and thus use 'it's their culture' to explain it. But i think it might just be the place where you'll see the entire world.. I'm not some spokesperson for the shanghai world expo 2010, or mayb organising the expo does have a certain impact on the city. I attended some chinese pottery workshop organised by the school last weekend, and met some europeans, had conversations over beer n chinese rice wine, haha! They told me that many people 'over-beautify' their idea of european countries, especially big cities like Paris and London, and when they get to visit these cities, the kind of disappointment they get might even cause negative psychological effects for some. I'm not trying to say that "Europe is not nice, and we shldn go there", it still remains as a kind of dream travel destination for me, haha. But i wanna point out that it's time we look at other parts of the world. They might be slow, but i do see the potential in the chinese economy which the whole world has been talking about for the past dont know how many years. China is cool i must say, haha, my experience here has been really great, it's a mixed culture i guess, drinking in a uniquely chinese "bar" with the ang mohs (some roadside chinese eatery), seeing lots of chinese aunties(or rather grannies) hanging out at starbucks, going to a chinese ktv and party with new international friends.. oh mann, i guess you wont be able to find these in any other parts of the world, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a singaporean, it's a mixed feeling to live in Shanghai. i'm chinese but not 'chinese' chinese, foreigner yet not totally foreign to everything here. We speak english and chinese fluently, so we're kind of like the in-between(haha, i totally love that word right.) and it's only when u're in places like this, u'll tend to appreciate alot of things back home, the bilingual policy, the drinkable water from the tap, the endless ntuc plastic bags you get etc.. Life in S'pore is good.. haha! But i do like the affordable(or rather dirt cheap) goods(if u care less bout the quality), being able to wear winter clothings and the 3SGD mcvalue lunch in Shanghai, haha! Then again, i do miss home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out alone most of the time for the past few months really made me think alot.. fine, u can say dat i dont have friends, but i rather hangout alone than with people i'm not comfortable with.. I like to make new friends though, and enjoy talking to people, but i think being alone gives me more freedom and i'm someone who needs lots of that. I do feel lonely at times as well(okay, let's not go into that..). The bottomline is, i thought about my life, past, present and future, so many things i wanna do and i think maybe one lifetime is not enough, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how things will change when i go back home. things i do and say, my way of thinking, my relationship with people etc.  They say going on an exchange is like the time of your life, yes yes, i'm enjoying my life right now, yet i think i'm missing out on certain things. I want to not miss out anything in life, is it even possible? am i asking for too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one problem with me: there is often no conclusion to my whole train of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, i told you its too much to just store in the head..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4374902975889505588?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4374902975889505588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4374902975889505588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/12/since-this-blog-has-been-left.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2996019053217339351</id><published>2010-05-03T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:45:46.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry i have to say this again..&lt;div&gt;I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TMRRR!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, WHY?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;riba riba riba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAWR!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2996019053217339351?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2996019053217339351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2996019053217339351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-sorry-i-have-to-say-this-again.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1197645636602433146</id><published>2010-04-30T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:11:07.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feels good to have lappie back again. i guess people like us cant really survive without a computer these days. &lt;div&gt;trying to clear and move my stuff from hall back home for past few days, accumulated over a period of 3 years and that's hell ALOT! holidays doesn feel like holidays afterall, or mayb i slacked too much during the sem, the amount of videos i watch and facebook games i play doesn really differ alot. n somehow everyone seems to have their 3 mths hols all planned out alr. hmm, actually it's my first summer break in NUS, all the more i shld plan it thoroughly too right? but well, at the moment, i'm jus praying hard that i wont get called back for RIBA crit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emo-momo.. too many things i wan, too many things i need..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1197645636602433146?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1197645636602433146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1197645636602433146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/04/feels-good-to-have-lappie-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4914553800082928919</id><published>2010-04-09T06:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T06:36:47.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how hard i tried to convince myself that it was a valuable experience, fun and no regrets, but whenever i see those videos, it haunts, really..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and as much as i hope it wasnt, it was just another day.. happy 22nd to me!=)&lt;br /&gt;&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/11209723-4914553800082928919?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4914553800082928919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4914553800082928919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-hard-i-tried-to-convince-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6722075586601054095</id><published>2010-03-18T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T02:36:36.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i keep thinking bout that particular dream?&lt;div&gt;wondering how much does it meant to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or does it even matter at all..&lt;div&gt;dreams tell us what we've been thinking all along, dont they?&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/11209723-6722075586601054095?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6722075586601054095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6722075586601054095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-do-i-keep-thinking-bout-that.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5143361392772356335</id><published>2010-03-04T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:20:51.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe only when i truly understand what it takes to be an architect, then i can decide whether if i really want to be an architect..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again, we'll never know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/S4DbnSYFV1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/42-EuFDityY/s1600-h/IMG_2964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/S4DbnSYFV1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/42-EuFDityY/s400/IMG_2964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440589817857791826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/S4EJegHiqLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2IdUnuJTOx4/s1600-h/IMG_2984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/S4EJegHiqLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2IdUnuJTOx4/s400/IMG_2984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440640244462561458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayss.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to school.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blehhh..=((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6894052089172778068?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6894052089172778068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6894052089172778068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/02/okayss.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/S2L1dNzC4II/AAAAAAAAAG0/TtPGyXMm3Ww/s1600-h/IMG_2847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/S2L1dNzC4II/AAAAAAAAAG0/TtPGyXMm3Ww/s200/IMG_2847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432173982831009922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ugly?? but they cost 1000bucks EACH, wow.. hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1599229590971471078?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1599229590971471078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1599229590971471078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/01/ugly-but-they-cost-1000bucks-each-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/S2LyqeMLZXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MhBHH8b7E9s/s72-c/IMG_2846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6628606279491304074</id><published>2010-01-17T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:53:31.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello blog! long time no see!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost wanted to shut down this blog initially, since it has been dead for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no no, now i'm here to revive it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to update, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm, life's gd for now, not a very gd first week of school though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abit late to say this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but HAPPY NEW YEAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to myself..=)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6628606279491304074?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6628606279491304074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6628606279491304074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-blog-long-time-no-see-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7054235416001202228</id><published>2009-07-16T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:54:40.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>official sai kang queen.&lt;br /&gt;miss pao ka liao.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ood swing like hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7054235416001202228?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7054235416001202228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7054235416001202228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/07/official-sai-kang-queen-miss-pao-ka.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7546963075782101167</id><published>2009-07-07T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:12:58.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the more u tell yourself not to think, the more u will tend to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;i believe there'll be a time when i'll look back and tell myself it's all nothing actually, as long as i manage to survive it all.. but it's just that at such times u'll wonder, passion for what? doing for who? Yet all the more i shldn give up, for that sole reason which i should not be thinking of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stay away if u're not here to help..&lt;br /&gt;Back off  if u're here to laugh at me..&lt;br /&gt;Shut up if u dont understand..&lt;br /&gt;And unless u are in my position, dont ever say u understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7546963075782101167?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7546963075782101167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7546963075782101167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-u-tell-yourself-not-to-think-more.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6552783775526020290</id><published>2009-06-14T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:40:17.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friendliness with a hidden agenda: overloaded.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather sleep in on such mornings..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6552783775526020290?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6552783775526020290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6552783775526020290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/06/friendliness-with-hidden-agenda.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-8135932563349577390</id><published>2009-06-08T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:56:13.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boohoo! i'm bored!&lt;br /&gt;when u get so used to sleeping late, u can no longer sleep b4 2am. (even when u have nothing to do). maybe i shldn say i have nothing to do, but nothing really impt to do at the moment. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/Sivwd0vWV4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/3XeEtbRwC_w/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/Sivwd0vWV4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/3XeEtbRwC_w/s200/DSC00142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344629777969338242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;little black thumb says "hi!"&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i'm bored, haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-8135932563349577390?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/8135932563349577390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/8135932563349577390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/06/boohoo-im-bored-when-u-get-so-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/Sivwd0vWV4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/3XeEtbRwC_w/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2152954513695192961</id><published>2009-05-17T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:26:03.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from a short break, but a really good break. As much as i wanna tell everyone bout it, i'm lazy to do so, haha.. so to make it a short one, i thank people whom i went for the trip with:&lt;br /&gt;Meiying and her Lao Stitch&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine and her Toiletroll&lt;br /&gt;Daner and her Ba Bao Zhou&lt;br /&gt;n people whom we met along the trip:&lt;br /&gt;the receptionist who's interested in Daner&lt;br /&gt;the cab uncle who drove us for the entire day&lt;br /&gt;the other cab uncle who wanna introduce us his son&lt;br /&gt;all the other cab uncles&lt;br /&gt;the cute jap guy on the bus n some random taiwanese we met on the first day&lt;br /&gt;the guy at the night market whom daner gav her no.to&lt;br /&gt;the rude lady at the hotel restaurant&lt;br /&gt;the shy guy who fixed the light n brought jasmine her toiletroll&lt;br /&gt;the bus uncle who was talking to himself attempting to entertain everybody else&lt;br /&gt;n all whom i forgot to mention..&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, n the air steward who looks like quhan! haha!&lt;br /&gt;okay, mayb it's not dat short aftall, jus trying to make sure dat i will nv forget bout this trip in future, but anw, i had fun n i hope u guys had fun too. Besties Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/ShAr3Ja_UXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GyCZahBqVj8/s1600-h/IMG_1537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/ShAr3Ja_UXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GyCZahBqVj8/s320/IMG_1537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336813784855957874" 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/11209723-2152954513695192961?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2152954513695192961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2152954513695192961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-from-short-break-but-really-good.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/ShAr3Ja_UXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GyCZahBqVj8/s72-c/IMG_1537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6109253001052754994</id><published>2009-04-08T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:24:11.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you everybody! i felt the love, really.&lt;br /&gt;like no matter how life sucks, it is comforting to know that u still hav family and friends ard u. makes me realise tt in life, we dont jus live for ourselves. so, bcuz of all of u guys, i shall live my life to the fullest (minus the insufficient sleep and live-shortening macs) and give my best in everything i do! cheers!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite being cooped up in studio for almost 24hrs on this day, i feel happy..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6109253001052754994?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6109253001052754994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6109253001052754994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-everybody-i-felt-love-really.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-196920809481577573</id><published>2009-04-01T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:12:18.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all along i thought i'm always right when it comes to sorting out my priorities. but now i begin to doubt myself, because many things arent so clear-cut afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work brain work!! oh no.. i jus slept 3/4 of the day away..-_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-196920809481577573?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/196920809481577573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/196920809481577573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-along-i-thought-im-always-right.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6924688734624157726</id><published>2009-03-15T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:54:33.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's always when i'm in a bad mood den i'll blog. yups, right, i'm in a bad mood! i've been complaining so much this sem that i sometimes even find myself irritating. so much so much so much never-ending work to do, and i'm even more angry wif the fact tt i've jus wasted the aftnoon goin to site and it was raining so heavily dat i cldn get anything done. woah, i think i'm getting more and more short-tempered, not as nice as a person i think i used to be, getting angry over little little things(although i dont always show). as much as i hope they wld, i know it's impossible for people to be understanding, like how i've tried my best to be understanding towards other people, i know jus by saying "i understand" doesn mean anything, cus in actual fact, i nv will. i've learnt so much this sem (of course i dont mean academically), n it all kinda made me a not-so-nice person anymore, bcuz now i see who and what's more important to me. i find it hard to trust people now, yet i think i'm one who can be read so easily. i guess sometimes we care too much bout how others will think of us, or mayb for me at least, so much so tt i try very very hard jus to prove to others tt i'm not a weakling. like the countless times i've said: i cant wait for this sem to be over. okay mayb i shld get out of this emo mood by doing something else(not like all those 'something else' is any better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day: responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talking to mum somehow makes everything seems better, mayb i didn waste the aftnoon aftall.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6924688734624157726?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6924688734624157726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6924688734624157726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-always-when-im-in-bad-mood-den-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4314464412180395002</id><published>2009-02-06T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T02:09:41.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when the only thing u wanna do is to lie on the bed, close ur eyes and leave them shut for as long as possible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4314464412180395002?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4314464412180395002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4314464412180395002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-only-thing-u-wanna-do-is-to-lie-on.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2974335409012956505</id><published>2009-01-27T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:52:19.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can i cry loudly and tell mummy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"i dont wanna go to sch tmr!!"? &lt;/span&gt;sianzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a star that's unseen doesnt mean it's not there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blame it for not shining bright enough den..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2974335409012956505?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2974335409012956505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2974335409012956505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-i-cry-loudly-and-tell-mummy-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6174635909785575506</id><published>2009-01-26T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:48:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i used to like cny bcuz i get to play with my cousins n receive angbaos.&lt;br /&gt;den i began to hate cny bcuz all i do is sit, eat and talk bout the same old stuff every year.&lt;br /&gt;now i love cny simply bcuz it's holidays n there's no school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, but considering that my family and i we're still quite traditional, there're still certain things dat we do every year which are worth looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, however, it's definitely not the fact dat i'm trying to make a model on the first night of cny, thinking dat interim crit's on thurs n aki con's due next tue. cny shldn be like this. sianzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, the videos 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Happy CNY!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6174635909785575506?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6174635909785575506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6174635909785575506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-used-to-like-cny-bcuz-i-get-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2859103571824657910</id><published>2009-01-21T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:52:54.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear lazy bug,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls go away. this sem is no joke. i don't wanna see u anymore.. aft cny..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2859103571824657910?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2859103571824657910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2859103571824657910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-lazy-bug-pls-go-away.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7632171936327870423</id><published>2009-01-17T00:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:28:36.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SXC1MBP9smI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ld1WaElvS70/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SXC1MBP9smI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ld1WaElvS70/s200/IMG_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291928780258783842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7632171936327870423?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7632171936327870423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7632171936327870423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-sunsets.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SXC1MBP9smI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ld1WaElvS70/s72-c/IMG_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7590685918063628899</id><published>2009-01-09T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T01:07:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was like this..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SWYreuq4gEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lBSmpLbxtls/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SWYreuq4gEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lBSmpLbxtls/s200/IMG_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288962619317190722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den it became like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SWYrfLTEBLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/59p4bqEpjlg/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SWYrfLTEBLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/59p4bqEpjlg/s200/IMG_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288962627001910450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINFUL ARHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, those were taken with my new camera b4 i realised i forgot to take out the 32mb memory card n replace it with the 8gb one, memory was full aft we took bout 10+ shots.&lt;br /&gt;so much for trying to take potential profile pictures with bestie. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anw friends, rmb the principal?? Mr "Bugs Bunny"?? i saw him jogging somewhere near my house this morning, and guess wat, he still looks like Bugs, oops sorry, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7590685918063628899?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7590685918063628899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7590685918063628899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-was-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SWYreuq4gEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lBSmpLbxtls/s72-c/IMG_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4729627200153539935</id><published>2009-01-07T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T02:08:09.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, since i havent been blogging for sometime, tot i shld add a new post, cuz there r ppl who keeps telling me dat i always nv update. nothing much to update, erm, sch's starting next week, not looking forward to it and currently i'm still goin out every single day to enjoy as much as i can b4 the terrible sem starts. oh, it's the first post of 2009, hope it'll be a great year, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so am i answering ur question now?&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4729627200153539935?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4729627200153539935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4729627200153539935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-since-i-havent-been-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5387492275863979226</id><published>2008-12-25T00:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:29:24.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pls dont say i'm a kid, but i seriously think bolt is awesome! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SVJvSABpzRI/AAAAAAAAADo/S95yULVd52U/s1600-h/bolt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SVJvSABpzRI/AAAAAAAAADo/S95yULVd52U/s200/bolt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283407667894275346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SVJrj0XGnnI/AAAAAAAAADI/QFL7YIgXfMU/s1600-h/bolt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SVJrj0XGnnI/AAAAAAAAADI/QFL7YIgXfMU/s200/bolt4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283403575954153074" 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name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZGs4-SrjQ20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZGs4-SrjQ20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGs4-Sr"&gt;Mittens teaches Bolt how to beg for food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5387492275863979226?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5387492275863979226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5387492275863979226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/12/pls-dont-say-im-kid-but-i-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SVJvSABpzRI/AAAAAAAAADo/S95yULVd52U/s72-c/bolt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6766296955579638526</id><published>2008-12-17T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:54:08.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleep, watch movies, surf net, go out, shop, eat, play, talk crap, sets..&lt;br /&gt;soon the holidays will be gone n den i'll realise i havent done anything useful.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6766296955579638526?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6766296955579638526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6766296955579638526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleep-watch-movies-surf-net-go-out-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2019575705449191308</id><published>2008-12-13T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:01:03.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>drive drive drive!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;my dear friends, in a few yrs time, once i earned enough to get my own car, i shall drive all of ual ard k? wahaha!=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2019575705449191308?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2019575705449191308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2019575705449191308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/12/drive-drive-drive-yay-my-dear-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2871889370572708132</id><published>2008-11-26T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:51:18.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this entry is specially dedicated to gracia vera, (and it shall be longer than one sentence, haha!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the exam period and last night i was damn bored studying, so i went to clarice's room to play with her electronic curler, and tada! i've got curly hair!! (for one night..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky says it more fun to read entries that has pictures, so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SS0ZFupqKnI/AAAAAAAAACE/5VSmxZAhDAM/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SS0ZFupqKnI/AAAAAAAAACE/5VSmxZAhDAM/s200/DSC00096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272898324933519986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice curls?? actually it wasn v obvious, clarice did it for me btw, she said i was her guinea pig cuz she jus bought it not long ago and didn really noe how to use it, haha..&lt;br /&gt;okay, THE END..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to 'locks'(rocks) and 'minelals'(minerals)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2871889370572708132?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2871889370572708132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2871889370572708132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-entry-is-specially-dedicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/SS0ZFupqKnI/AAAAAAAAACE/5VSmxZAhDAM/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-3296701939915677806</id><published>2008-11-16T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:09:37.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>study study study! yesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erm, one last guilt trip tmr.. i swear it's the last..&lt;/span&gt;=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-3296701939915677806?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3296701939915677806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3296701939915677806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/11/study-study-study-yesh-erm-one-last.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5275183249815759223</id><published>2008-11-07T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:09:02.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okayy.. so how now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5275183249815759223?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5275183249815759223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5275183249815759223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/11/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4242160242547614883</id><published>2008-11-01T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:47:41.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mayb i shld jus go bang my head against the wall and ask myself what is wrong?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brain is working in the wrong direction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4242160242547614883?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4242160242547614883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4242160242547614883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/11/mayb-i-shld-jus-go-bang-my-head-against.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-8653964610441547798</id><published>2008-10-08T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:48:55.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>freaking bad mood now!! argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-8653964610441547798?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/8653964610441547798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/8653964610441547798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/10/freaking-bad-mood-now-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4803655289073400679</id><published>2008-10-05T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:45:06.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ultimate sian-ness. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4803655289073400679?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4803655289073400679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4803655289073400679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/10/ultimate-sian-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1201632272016590516</id><published>2008-09-21T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:44:33.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm starting to feel the gap and it's not a gd thing, sometimes i'm angry cuz i think it's simply unfair, yet i can only blame myself for the path i've chosen.. but i'm happy with what i have now, really, in fact i'm glad that i chose to be here.. its jus dat i'm no longer confident, to guarantee that things i wont want to happen will not happen, cuz i sense it coming. time and place matters i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to finish my essay by tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1201632272016590516?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1201632272016590516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1201632272016590516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-starting-to-feel-gap-and-its-not-gd.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4349732389350559339</id><published>2008-09-15T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:53:38.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes yes, i'm still not sleeping at this hr, not suprised ya.. it's sunday! and i'm thankful dat i'm able to at least come back n sleep tonight, in fact for the first half of this sem i didn stayover in studio alot, haha, gd. well, i think partly bcuz i'm staying double this year, kinda makes me look forward to comin back to hall every night. cuz my roomie simply rocks! haha! A208 is love!=)&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, hall life somehow seems better this yr as compared to last yr, not dat it was bad last yr, but maybe cuz i noe alot more ppl this yr? thru rag, thru jean, i really got to noe a lot more  ppl from TH, n now i'm happier! still a phantom though, but a happier phantom, haha! i'm happy tonight! yay!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i had this kind of feeling b4.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4349732389350559339?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4349732389350559339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4349732389350559339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-yes-im-still-not-sleeping-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-600922928462708831</id><published>2008-09-13T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:00:36.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i conclude that i have a sad life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-600922928462708831?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/600922928462708831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/600922928462708831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-conclude-that-i-have-sad-life.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7596613821522674198</id><published>2008-08-29T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:11:18.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another great weekend gone!&lt;br /&gt;all bcuz of my dear aki..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, i've decided, a few days back actually..&lt;br /&gt;alrights. no regrets..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7596613821522674198?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7596613821522674198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7596613821522674198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-great-weekend-gone-all-bcuz-of.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1180166798500102667</id><published>2008-08-22T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:56:49.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at times like this, i'm glad that i have friends around, at least people whom i can really talk to, who understands the situation i'm in now. hall life is great man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but there r still certain things which i seriously hafta worry about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1180166798500102667?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1180166798500102667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1180166798500102667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-times-like-this-im-glad-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6672749863108150463</id><published>2008-08-19T04:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:46:13.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to watch the dark knight last night! finally! yay! it was nice la, at least a good way to spend monday night. anw it was ying's bdae, happy birthday! though we celebrated on sunday, it was still nice of her to be willing to spend her bdae accompanying me to watch the movie, thanks so much bestie! really touched! haha=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 huge decisions to make.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at least to me they're huge..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6672749863108150463?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6672749863108150463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6672749863108150463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-went-to-watch-dark-knight-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4416002458958771983</id><published>2008-08-09T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:42:01.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy:)&lt;br /&gt;and glad that it's over. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4416002458958771983?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4416002458958771983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4416002458958771983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-and-glad-that-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2543214521412245171</id><published>2008-07-24T04:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T04:08:23.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people tend to find fault in others without realising that sometimes the problem lies with themselves..&lt;br /&gt;probably it applies to me as well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2543214521412245171?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2543214521412245171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2543214521412245171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/07/people-tend-to-find-fault-in-others.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-3264434023374777662</id><published>2008-07-21T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T04:31:45.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many people i wanna meet, so many places i wanna go, so many things i wanna do!&lt;br /&gt;rag is killing me! can i take back all that i said in the previous post?? not that i hate rag but i'm feeling kinda sian, okay, it's damn sian.. oops, i guess i shldn say that, at least i'm not rotting at home for the school holidays.. seriously cant believe that the 3months r gonna be over soon!&lt;br /&gt;i havent met up with lotsa people yet i hafta keep turning down appointments, this is bad! cheer up, 17 days to freedom! yeah!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i continue to believe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or shld i not??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-3264434023374777662?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3264434023374777662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3264434023374777662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-many-people-i-wanna-meet-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5551365496754507882</id><published>2008-06-04T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T18:50:09.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suprisingly, i have yet to start hating rag. five days a week, almost ten hrs everyday, haha, like a 9-5 job ya. of course, i do feel sian at times, cant wait to get out of hall, but come it to think of it, its so so much more relax than doing design during term time. n somehow, by looking at how people starting to feel sian, demoralized, or even sick of the entire design process, i've come to realise that what i've learnt from being an archi student for one whole year is really very useful. be it skills and attitude towards design, or even towards life, archi has really taught me to be better person. hope i dun sound like i'm praising myself, but these couple of weeks has really made me understood how i survived my first yr in archi, and even begin to believe that i might be able to survive as an archi student for the next few yrs. as an architect in future? i'm not sure.. i've been thinking alot bout this these days, like how i always tell others, not dat i'm not interested, not dat i dont want, it's jus dat when i start to think about the kind of life i've lived for the past yr, i'll begin to wonder if dat kind of lifestyle is how i wanna live for the rest of my life. haha, anw, no one knows what the future holds, so let jus live life as it is right now, enjoy every single moment, n think bout all this only when the time for decision making comes.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quoting what pam said,"there r certain things u hafta to do at a certain age, cuz after u passed that age, u'll find urself too old to do such things and u'll start to regret." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true, i've always believed that.. dont make urself regret for not doing something, and dont ever regret on anything u've done.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5551365496754507882?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5551365496754507882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5551365496754507882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/06/suprisingly-i-have-yet-to-start-hating.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6480509616883963064</id><published>2008-05-24T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:14:13.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've realised that i'm beginning to enjoy talking to people, which used to be something i didn really like to do. haha, provided that i'm talking to the right person of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6480509616883963064?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6480509616883963064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6480509616883963064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-realised-that-im-beginning-to-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6562040964134153575</id><published>2008-05-22T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T01:02:23.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i jus suddenly thought of those days, when i was still a lil kid, bout pri sch maybe? holding a small piece of eraser scribbling on the wall pretending to be writing on a chalkboard, talking to a bunch of soft toys. wahaha! damn stupid! but todae i stood in front of an entire class of bout twenty pri sch kids, writing on the whiteboard, teaching! haha, omg, totally cant believe it right, me? a teacher? but yups, dat's right, me! a teacher! muahaha! oh, and ive realised i havent step into a pri sch ever since i graduated from aips 8yrs ago, wgps brought back old memories of my pri sch days, the nothing but play all day kinda life, so enjoyable! anw, the kids are all jus super cute la, so eager to help u distribute the books, erase the whiteboard, set up the equipment etc, haha. but dat doesn mean dat i'll want to become a teacher, no way! but these two weeks had been really interesting, cool!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6562040964134153575?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6562040964134153575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6562040964134153575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-jus-suddenly-thought-of-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5139492491182315639</id><published>2008-05-21T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T01:54:50.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i kinda understand what design is exactly all about.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what u're doin, design is jus about the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure how to explain this 'thing', but somehow i've learnt something, or rather, it's a revision of what i've learnt for the past one year. i've heard this from tutors, i've heard this from seniors, and i guess such methodology applies to whichever kind of design u're doing. well, i know that i've yet to really know how to apply such a methodology, but honestly speaking, i really do understand, and trying hard to find my own way of dealing with it. haha, i'm jus fascinated by the fact that the stuff i've heard todae are like those which i've been hearing for the entire year, jus that it's from different people, which kinda makes me realise that this is like the key thing or the 'must knows' in order to survive, to solve problems or to succeed, not only in designing, but also possibly in life.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i seriously dont know how to explain this methodolgy that i'm talking about, cuz there's simply too many things involved and i'm lazy to elaborate them here. but basically, what i'm trying to say is that i've learnt an impt lesson todae. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5139492491182315639?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5139492491182315639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5139492491182315639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/05/now-i-kinda-understand-what-design-is.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-1600449378427830759</id><published>2008-05-04T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:07:44.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for the annual ajco concert ystd.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i hate to say this,&lt;br /&gt;i really miss those days, really..=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-1600449378427830759?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1600449378427830759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/1600449378427830759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-for-annual-ajco-concert-ystd.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-828864096858848864</id><published>2008-05-01T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T02:16:34.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things i wanted to say.. yet when i started typing, i kinda dun feel like saying anymore, or rather i'm not sure how to bring it across.. it's jus stuff which i've been thinking about these days, not on any specific issue, but everything dat's happening to and around me.. well, i dont mean to keep whoever's reading this in suspense, maybe it's jus dat i'm unwillingly to share these thoughts so openly, but at the same time couldn find the right person to talk to.. well, haha, sometimes i'm not even sure why i kept a blog, cuz i've been selfish, not honest enough to show my true self entirely.. i guess this has always been my problem, even in real life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-828864096858848864?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/828864096858848864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/828864096858848864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-many-things-i-wanted-say.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-3494071617625090084</id><published>2008-04-30T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:08:08.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, nothing, i'm jus counting down, thinking bout what i'll be doing twelve hrs later..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha! yes yes yesh!!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-3494071617625090084?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3494071617625090084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3494071617625090084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/04/haha-nothing-im-jus-counting-down.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7123326430502569868</id><published>2008-04-25T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:53:11.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i'm back here again, no where else to go after i swear not to facebook for at least.. the next couple of hrs. haha. everything jus seems to stop aft 9pm, 12 hrs of mugging since 9am, minus meal times, i guess my brain cant absorb anymore, simply dunno what i did for the past few hrs, reading, eating, read again, fight that dumb beetle that flew into my room, read some more, facebooked, more reading, talked to cousin on msn, continue reading, den boom! suddenly realise i dunno what i've been reading! no no no, cannot cannot, i must do well for exams, yes yes, haha, study hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will figure this all out.. back to books=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7123326430502569868?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7123326430502569868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7123326430502569868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-im-back-here-again-no-where-else.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-3080109054749043168</id><published>2008-04-24T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:54:13.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i knew it all along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time has always been the problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i took a step back, i laughed at the world, and i laughed at myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-3080109054749043168?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3080109054749043168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3080109054749043168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-knew-it-all-along.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-243831581687437095</id><published>2008-04-23T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:45:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was probably my first time, strolling along orchard road during an exam period.. haha.. feels damn gd, to a certain extent, it seems like exams are not as stressful as design module, not as if i'm not worried bout exams, in fact i feel kinda screwed, having 4 papers next week and i havent started on 3 of them, yups, i guess i'm gonna s/u colour vision, if i get a c or below, i'll still study for it though, if i have the time, aftall, i rather give up on one mod n focus on other mods than to study abit for all and screw them all up. well, anw, exams r jus totally boring la.. life will get better.. soon..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reminiscing on college days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a sudden urge to play the drums once again=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-243831581687437095?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/243831581687437095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/243831581687437095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-was-probably-first-time-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-616018779081575081</id><published>2008-04-19T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:18:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"definitely maybe" wif aki mates was great todae! steamboat dinner wif d2d3 girls was even better, probably this is why i wanted to stay on next yr,  sacrificing my hols for rag to stay on, yups, i want to experience this kind of hall life, for at least half of my days in uni, cuz hall life to me is still as fun and as interesting, maybe even more fun if i wasn in aki. anw, i had a great day todae, in another words, i did no work at all, haha, starting to feel guilty.. alrights, i shall do ss now, due on mon, den redraw p1 for portfolio review submission on thurs, and start mugging for my 4 papers which happens to fall on the first three days of exams. haizz, no one else can be in such a shitty situation and state as i am now, next week's gonne be tough.. jiayou!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-616018779081575081?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/616018779081575081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/616018779081575081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/04/definitely-maybe-wif-aki-mates-was.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-335046711843609719</id><published>2008-04-18T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:56:13.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUBMISSION + CRIT IS OVER!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha, yay yay yay! it jus suddenly seems like it's alr the holidays, i guess this applies to all my aki mates maybe?? nothing can worse than the design module, seriously nothing. well, i noe i noe, exams r comin up, it's not exactly hols, lotsa catching up needs to be done, reading mugging, but den it's time to take a break first right? b4 another round of chionging starts, haha, i'm goin for a movie wif studio 2 mates tmr!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn, i think it's the first time i'll be watchin a movie at the cinema this year, haha, unbelievable..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-335046711843609719?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/335046711843609719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/335046711843609719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/04/submission-crit-is-over-haha-yay-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7334068258539810811</id><published>2008-04-10T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:55:17.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally got the time to sit down n rest, two days aft my bdae! well, this year's birthday was probably one of my worst and best birthday, to celebrate it three days in a row but with p2 in mind all the time, making models in studio for next week's submission.. anw, thank you friends for the birthday wishes! aki studio mates, TH Hessa, and of course my best friends!! thanks for all the delightful gifts! elaine luvs ual always! yay, i'm no longer a teenager! i'm 20 alr wor! haha!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week to submission..&lt;br /&gt;two more weeks to exams..&lt;br /&gt;three more weeks to holidays!!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7334068258539810811?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7334068258539810811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7334068258539810811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-got-time-to-sit-down-n-rest-two.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5252018432465638830</id><published>2008-04-05T23:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T02:42:36.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've changed my blogskin! cuz i found this one quite interesting, haha=)&lt;br /&gt;well, it's another weekend, but in fact todae was quite well spent. went to the Singapore 1:1 Island exhibition at URA this morning for my SSD assignment. the models on diplay were so cool la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_efv7dAZoI/AAAAAAAAABc/1PhJLBDBhuY/s1600-h/PICT2107b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_efv7dAZoI/AAAAAAAAABc/1PhJLBDBhuY/s400/PICT2107b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185789141702436482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they had one model of the entire s'pore, freakingly small but super accurate! cuz i managed to find my house at the sembawang area! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_eji7dAZpI/AAAAAAAAABk/3mWN-sYJkvU/s1600-h/PICT2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_eji7dAZpI/AAAAAAAAABk/3mWN-sYJkvU/s200/PICT2132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185793316410648210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marina Bay IR!(nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_ekwbdAZqI/AAAAAAAAABs/AmDY1avltDk/s1600-h/PICT2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_ekwbdAZqI/AAAAAAAAABs/AmDY1avltDk/s200/PICT2094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185794647850509986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a sketch for United Square retrofitting. (haha, i rmb being there taking some tourists photos wif ajco peeps two yrs back=p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  realised that alot of the chosen works are those that we often see and know yet dun really understand the significance of it? like some community centres, schools and the new mosque in sembawang! haha! kinda suprised that there's some good architecture in sembawang despite it being so ulu.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_en7bdAZsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DgF5gpDpjV8/s1600-h/PICT2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_en7bdAZsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DgF5gpDpjV8/s200/PICT2099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185798135363954370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assyafaah Mosque @ SEMBAWANG! woohoo! (shld consider doing this building for the assignment ya? since it's jus nearby..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, the exhibition's gonna end next fri! if anyone's interested, do go down n view the exhibits! it's foc @ the URA centre, tanjong pagar, near amoy food centre, haha! oh, and i had amoy's han kee's fish soup and lao shen's avocado milkshake for lunch todae! they're like the best fish soup n best avocado milkshake in s'pore la, well, maybe it's jus to me i guess, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to model-making for p2, seriously gonna die next week! hmm, maybe it wont be dat bad aftall? cuz.. hehe.. yups! yes!;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5252018432465638830?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5252018432465638830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5252018432465638830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-changed-my-blogskin-cuz-i-found-this.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/R_efv7dAZoI/AAAAAAAAABc/1PhJLBDBhuY/s72-c/PICT2107b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7026845755698274815</id><published>2008-03-27T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:20:47.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the fact that i'm blogging now means that i'm actually feeling weird cuz i've got nothing to do. well, not exactly nothing to do, but at least not in the state of chionging work like the past few days. pretty done with arki con, our nice chunky trunk which simply looks damn cool la, haha.. there's still the construction drawings though, n p2 n the new ss assignment n reading up of gek which lectures i've poned for almost a month?? hmm, maybe i'm not suppose to be so free afterall.. anw, i jus realised (from all my previous posts) dat my life recently is all bout arki!! freaks! this is not the way! haiz, i really miss the jc days. oh wells, i promise to post more interesting stuff next time round, probably something non-arki, yea, i shld right? okay, i shall not procrastinate anymore, lets do some work b4 i go to sleep tonight, hasn really slept well for the past few days.. goodness, i'm still quite amazed by the fact dat i slept in the outdoor workshop area dat day, which was totally filled with dust, for i'm not sure how long, but at least long enough for them to screw in all 3 wheels for our project. wonderful..-_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7026845755698274815?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7026845755698274815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7026845755698274815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/03/fact-that-im-blogging-now-means-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-396439569981728781</id><published>2008-03-15T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T23:16:18.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm happy todae!&lt;br /&gt;but i shldn get my hopes too high right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-396439569981728781?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/396439569981728781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/396439569981728781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-happy-todae-yet-i-dun-wanna-get-my.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6856468402667031186</id><published>2008-03-08T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:22:01.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant describe how i'm feeling right now, but definitely it's not a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;when being hardworking is not enough, u start to even wonder if u shld put in hard work in the first place. i'm hanging on, but it's tough, really.. now i understand why someone once told me "BY RIGHT" i shld be smart, cuz obviously, i'm not. and i guess it matters somehow. i'm not sure. allow me to rant a little, cuz i've jus lost my freakingly expensive clutch pencil, n i've got really lotsa stuff to do tonight and tomorrow night and every every night! though i had a cup of amoy's avocado milkshake this morn, its not enough to calm me down i guess, haha. okay, i shall go home now, it's getting late. jiayou!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6856468402667031186?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6856468402667031186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6856468402667031186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-describe-how-im-feeling-right.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-9048907713881086508</id><published>2008-03-02T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:40:42.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy..&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling really sian..&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-9048907713881086508?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/9048907713881086508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/9048907713881086508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/03/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2941930834471665016</id><published>2008-02-20T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:56:10.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>easier said than done.. it seems quite easy to me, or maybe it's jus bcuz it wasn me, something that i probably shld hav done a few years back.. yeah, it always seems easy when u're not involved.. anw it's not impt anymore, or not right now at least. once again, i'm confused n lost. n this is seriously not a gd thing i guess, cuz there's so much more stuff which i shld concentrate on right now. i shall stop, once and for all. right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel weird, when i got nothing to do. ever since crit ended on mon. up till a point when u actually begin to enjoy attending lectures, doing tutorials, or assignments for other mods. to sit down, study and start writing feels great. yups, haha, it's so different from doin design, slowing making models, drawing, thinking, when inside u're actually panicking like hell to meet the submission deadline. haha, i'm not sure how many ppl will feel like killing me upon reading this. but i'm actually looking forward to complete the s'pore studies assignment tonite. it's an interesting module la. so i'm fine wif it. but, archi is still the best, or rather design mod itself, lotsa work, lotsa setbacks, lotsa time, lotsa effort, yet it is really rewarding. i shant describe how rewarding it is, but i'm sure my fellow archi mates will definitely agree with me. it does make me think of the many 'what ifs' at times, but if i were given a second chance, i'm sure i'll still make the same decision. yups. this is what architecture is all about.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw, i'm goin for an archi field trip to bangkok this comin sat! haha!&lt;br /&gt;yups! this is what architecture is all about! yay!;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2941930834471665016?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2941930834471665016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2941930834471665016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/02/easier-said-than-done.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5813532367385294949</id><published>2008-02-18T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:41:58.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally it's over!&lt;br /&gt;the past week was hell.. in fact it doesn feel like one week, it jus seems like one very very long day.. anw, crit wasn v gd either.. haiz, this is bad, physically and mentally.. thought of the many "what ifs"? but it's not as if anything's gonna change, haha.. well, i've learnt my lesson, not to do pointless stuff and waste any single minute of my time. shall get a gd nite's rest tonight! yay!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5813532367385294949?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5813532367385294949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5813532367385294949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-its-over-past-week-was-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4357046841469161967</id><published>2008-02-11T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:49:46.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so cny's over, jus like dat.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a great cny, haha!&lt;br /&gt;yups! hehe!=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4357046841469161967?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4357046841469161967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4357046841469161967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-cnys-over-jus-like-dat.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-3911793061322510726</id><published>2008-02-06T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:11:13.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to treasure everything my eyes tells me,&lt;br /&gt;to be thankful for every image i see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've all been taking it for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-3911793061322510726?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3911793061322510726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3911793061322510726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-treasure-everything-my-eyes-tells-me.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6415089075593309215</id><published>2008-02-04T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:02:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee! i cant wait for cny to arrive! haha! somehow i've been looking forward to cny this year, more than any year in the past, i'm not sure why, maybe cuz it's jus a holiday? i desperately need a holiday right now. well, i doubt it'll be a real holiday anw, when final submission for P1 is next thurs and apparently aft today's 10hr long studio session, so many stuff needs to be re-done. hmm, let's not think bout dat right now, or at least b4 i finish studying for tmr's colour and vision test. oh wells, i'm really tired now, with less than 2 hrs of sleep last night or rather this morning, lets hope dat i wont fall asleep so soon n not be late for tmr's lecture.. Jiayou! Work hard!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6415089075593309215?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6415089075593309215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6415089075593309215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/02/whee-i-cant-wait-for-cny-to-arrive-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2861931100420717132</id><published>2008-01-20T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:43:51.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first week of sch was madness. physically and mentally worn out.&lt;br /&gt;i felt bad, towards everything almost. sch work, people, friends, i'm not sure how to describe that feeling, but it's jus not something gd la. not as if the week was totally terrible, at least i did felt a tinge of happiness and satisfaction gained from the tropical architecture workshop at some point of time. a great big thanks to my studio2 group mates for the "nest" we created, well done girls! hope dat we'll enjoy the sem ahead tgt!&lt;br /&gt;something else to add, my aunt managed to get me an a1 drafting board and some drafting pens ystd. well, free aki tools is never enough! haha=p&lt;br /&gt;oh, n my dad bought some goldfishes last week, they're cute!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i seem to be closing my doors somehow..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2861931100420717132?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2861931100420717132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2861931100420717132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-week-of-sch-was-madness.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2184353871423464251</id><published>2008-01-16T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T02:04:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>determined to work hard this sem!&lt;br /&gt;i thought i worked v hard last sem? maybe not enough? or it will never be enough?&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, work hard la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i think there's really something wrong with me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2184353871423464251?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2184353871423464251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2184353871423464251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/01/determined-to-work-hard-this-sem-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6381405010126027080</id><published>2008-01-08T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T16:39:42.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus realised i havent blog for the entire holidays, here i am, n it's 2008 already..&lt;br /&gt;holidays had been gd, and bad to a certain extent i guess, life for the past month had been too gd til i simply dont want the term to start, the feeling of having nothing to do, sleep all day like nobody's business, rot infront of the tv, or hanging out wif old friends, kinda unhealthy, but it's so so enjoyable! haha! come to think of it, life has been totally diff as compared to term time, or rather, i had been living a entirely diff life ever since i entered uni, and this hols has sorta brought my old self back, meeting up wif old friends sudddenly reminds me of the life i used to had in the past, which made me realised how diff an environment i'm in right now. sometimes, i mean sometimes, i do feel that nus is not the right place for me, people here are somehow diff from friends i had in the past, i dont mean it in a bad way, it's jus tt ive come to realise, the way i talk, the way i treat people, the way i do things in the past might not be the way i shld or i am doin here. and this makes me seem a totally different person in and out of nus. at such point of time den i realised how impt are my old friends to me, like ying and jas. or wang han, shaohong. old friends with common interests, common life, common topics to talk about. haha. cuz sometimes i do feel alone in nus, sometimes.. well, maybe i'm jus dreading sch to start, or maybe i havent really come to get used to the life in nus, or maybe it's jus the way i think, or maybe it's jus me.. sem2 will be better, i believe:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6381405010126027080?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6381405010126027080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6381405010126027080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2008/01/jus-realised-i-havent-blog-for-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7342458623857212902</id><published>2007-11-30T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:31:31.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm suprised, suprised that how people ard me, esp those younger than me can be so mature.&lt;br /&gt;grow up la, elaine lai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never believe in fairytales..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unless u r willing to jump into a manhole..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7342458623857212902?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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for not being a gd friend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-813457481889472268?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/813457481889472268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/813457481889472268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-i-try-to-treat-my-friends-equally.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4610308117422890409</id><published>2007-11-21T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T19:54:42.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt; is a town in Victoria, Australia, located on the Midland Highway between Ballarat and Geelong. At the 2006 census, Elaine and the surrounding area had a population of 677."&lt;br /&gt;well, i was jus damn bored of studying.. wiki is gd, haha! i shall go there someday..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4610308117422890409?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4610308117422890409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4610308117422890409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/11/elaine-is-town-in-victoria-australia.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5657106903872105250</id><published>2007-11-21T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:24:57.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is really bad, so dead, will it be worse than the OFF?&lt;br /&gt;damn. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i think i'm not doing enough, yet sometimes i think i cared too much..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5657106903872105250?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5657106903872105250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5657106903872105250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-really-bad-so-dead-will-it-be.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-30270915769789200</id><published>2007-11-11T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T03:19:48.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you're an architecture student when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...your roommates say "good morning," and you reply "good night."(we're not so polite, but i dun a roommate anw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you carry a toothbrush in your backpack. (i leave it in studio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...someone asks you for your phone number and you give them the studios. (hmm, maybe they shld install phones in studio)&lt;br /&gt;...you start paying rent for your desk space in studio (studio's foc la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...You total up 3 meals of the day to your breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...'Red Bull' is you favorite drink. (i drink coffee more)&lt;br /&gt;...all of the Christmas gifts you give are wrapped in trace. (gd idea!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you ask Santa Clause for architecture supplies (n my birthday too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you ask Santa Clause for a sleeping bag (i have a sleeping bag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...after all of your expenses, you can't afford to pay attention&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;(damn broke la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you have 3 or more cups of double shot coffee espressos in one night (espresso's too ex, nescafe cheaper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you hear the same song on the radio 3 or more times in one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;night. (studio 3's bu de bu ai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You know the different taste between UHU and Pritt glue (hmm, i've nv tried pritt glue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...You can stay alive without sunlight, communicate with people nor having foods but you would commit suicide if the printer doesn't print (com centre comps are lousy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...the only sleep you get is in your G. E. classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; (Spatial visual and AR lectures u mean?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You've lost your house key and u realized week later (i dont lose my keys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you sleep more than 16 hrs at weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you note smt with ur drafting pen or yoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... You are an expert and Photoshop, illustrator and auto cad but u don't know how to use MS excel (i'm a noob at all com-related prog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you've got 2 subjects / day but u got to study it whole day (i'm gonna die for GEK AR and PF..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you spend more time in studio than in your own bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...your parents are complaining that you're not having enough fun (they complain when i dun go home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you only leave studio to buy supplies (and mac's!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you haven't taken a shower in a week (only one/two days la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you see showering as a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...your 14-year-old brother has more of a social life than you (i dun have a brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you consider using broccoli for your models (erm, maybe the trees from the "jungle kidosaki"?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you enjoy hanging out at 'Home and Garden Fair' ( i love artfriend more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you know all the 24-hour food places in the area (fs and studio 4 pantry!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;..your friends get more sleep in one night than you do in one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the streetlights turn off (well, i didn notice dat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...You consider 3AM an early night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...when you are out at 3AM, and people knows where you're at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...smoking sounds appealing (it's bad for health!)&lt;br /&gt;...you're out on Friday nights in studio (only sunday and wed nights la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...the only building on campus with its lights on is your studios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you say "It's only midnight- I have plenty of time to finish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you confuse sunrise with sunset (i attempted to catch the sunrise twice k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you ask what time it is, then ask "AM or PM?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you strangle your roommate because she said she stayed up late studying (i dun hav a roommate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...your Friday night is 68 hours long (wednesdays u mean?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you slice your finger, and the first thing you think of is if you'll be able to finish your model (phew, i didnt cut my finger the other day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you understand why architects have glasses and white hair. (and die young)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...You call some great architects as if they are you friends.err... Frank... Tadao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you swear there are only 120 people at USC (what's USC?)&lt;br /&gt;...you can listen to all your CD's in one night (nobody listen to cd nowadays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...certain songs remind you of studio (studio 3's bu de bu ai is the ultimate champion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you change the style of music to country coz u r fed up with POP (i'm still fine with pop)&lt;br /&gt;...you can conceptually compose the food on your plate (who cares?! jus eat la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...upon hearing 'Weekends' you think of sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...the 'Shop Cafe' closes when you arrive, and reopens before you leave studio (we call it 'techno edge')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you have to wait for breakfast shops to open (mac's breakfast!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you use architecture tools to eat (oh, zixu used tweezers to eat cup noodles!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you only buy groceries once a month (fortnightly, to stock up the studio 4 pantry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you wake up to go to school and you're already there (haha, i woke up five min b4 lecture last fri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you start wearing all black (and sch u too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you have no life, and admit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you start to critique a radio selection's selection of songs (nobody listens to radio too, itunes rules man!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you bring your friends to studio to keep you company (like ken comin every week to keep becky company?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you refer to outside studio as the "Real World."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;..."going out to eat" is at the 'Shop Cafe' (ya, it's 'techno edge' la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...going on a vacation involves going to 'Flax' or 'Pearl' (where's dat?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you confuse today and tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you tell time by when other people leave studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you can write a 6-page term paper by procrastinating (it's facebook's fault)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you hear "Didn't you wear that yesterday?' followed by "and the day before that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you roommate files a Missing Person Report (i tot i said i dun hav a roommate?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;..you count the number of days (not hours) you've been awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you think days are 48 hours long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you go to the store to buy a six-pack of 'Red Bull' (no la, jus nescafe and ribena LIGHT)&lt;br /&gt;..."Homecoming" happens once a term (i go home every week)&lt;br /&gt;...on Halloween, you dress like your tutors&lt;br /&gt;...on Halloween you trick-or-treat in studio to get arch supplies or 'Red Bull.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;..."respect", "coolness', and "hatred" are all based on how much sleep you get, or lack of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you start using words your tutor uses (intention, strategy, style!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...your bed has collected a layer of dust on it (not dat bad la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...concept of time is not forward, but a countdown from the time a project is due ("What time is it?""4 hours 'till")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you contemplate suicide 3 times a day (i cherish my life)&lt;br /&gt;...you contemplate dropping your major 3 times a day (never!)&lt;br /&gt;...you have a tent pitched in studio, but still don't go to sleep (who got time to pitch tent?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...doing models all night long excites you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you know the people in the studio better then your roommates (how many times must i tell u dat i dun hav a roommate?!)&lt;br /&gt;...you know X-acto knives can be dangerous as we all know or will find out (erm, we use olfa)&lt;br /&gt;...Beer pyramids AND Red Bull pyramids are some of our late-night late projects&lt;br /&gt;...Elmer's glue doesn't dry quick -- not even close (i've nv used dat b4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you can always have more construction lines (i hate constructing perspectives)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you know the number and price of their favorite item in the snack machine downstairs, as well as every other item and all the drinks in the other two machines (i only noe the diff btwn the price of techno edge's 'all night long' coffee and nescafe)&lt;br /&gt;...you believe you should be paid just for having the major (nope, but i wld pay someone to do my pf for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you drink more in studio than you do when you're out (coffee u mean?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you have sent messages to another jackass architecture student in the same room as you are (msn rocks!)&lt;br /&gt;...you think "X-Acto Blade Throwing" is a sport (oooh, dat's dangerous, like i said, i cherish my life!)&lt;br /&gt;...you spend more time in studio than with your wife/husband (i'm not marrried)&lt;br /&gt;..."scoring" involves an X-Acto blade (i care more bout teh tarik scores)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you don't find out who wins the Presidential Election until Thanksgiving Break, if you get one at all (i didn noe tony blair was at ucc dat day!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a break consists of moving your car (i dont hav a license YET)&lt;br /&gt;...you've memorized you favorite vending machine combination item&lt;br /&gt;...you use your T-square or straight edge as a baseball bat (i'm sure my ultra long t-square will help me win if i played dat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you test which glue will cause your model to burn faster (and stick my fingers tgt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... you tell people you major in "architorture" (i've heard ppl saying dat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...U can't draw without listening to music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when people tell you that they like walking around with you because you see things no one else does&lt;br /&gt;...you don't understand how someone doesn't strategize their way through traffic (or everything else in life)&lt;br /&gt;...someone says "icon" and you think of Louis I. Kahn. (he's a jerk la)&lt;br /&gt;...someone says "eye candy" and you think of gratuitous details on a building.&lt;br /&gt;...you use words like "gratuitous" (my english not dat gd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you have to use spellchecker to see if you spelled "gratuitous" right (haha, zixu spelled "residence" and "the" wrongly!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When you're not sure what day of the week it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... When you have slept straight through a day and into the next day after a final review (final review's comin soon! we shall see)&lt;br /&gt;... When lack of sleep makes you feel and act as if you are high (too sleepy to feel high)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When any flat surface is seen as a place to take a nap (underneath the tables in the computer room, in hallways, on drafting boards (the floor in my room in hall is comfortable!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... When a relationship with an underclassman seems like a good idea because their final review is before yours and therefore, they can help you produce once they are finished (great idea!)&lt;br /&gt;... When the books that you read consist primarily of photographs and not so much of words (no time to read books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When you have to ask your fellow architects to give you wake up calls (becky wakes me up in studio sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... When you have three or more alarm clocks in your room (i'll jus snooze my hp alarm)&lt;br /&gt;... When cutting yourself with an x-acto seems like a good idea because it will give you an excuse for not having finished your work (no, taking fake mc is better, at least u get to finish ur model, better late than nv!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When you go to studio and spend more time socializing than doing work (probably?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... When everyone in studio hates you because you are the one who plays their music too loudly&lt;br /&gt;(i dun play music loudly, but i do get irritated wif studio 3's bu de bu ai)&lt;br /&gt;... When you have developed an addiction to buying new albums, because you have gotten sick of all your old ones (who buys albums these days?)&lt;br /&gt;... When professors for courses outside of the architecture school are lenient once they are aware you are an architecture student (all my modules are aki modules)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When you tell someone in another school that you are architecture major and they automatically assume you have no social life (sad..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... You have given a final presentation with your fly open (nope, but i've presented in fbts b4)&lt;br /&gt;... You try to do things to make your friend laugh while he is presenting (i'm not dat mean)&lt;br /&gt;... You have laid flat out on the floor and gone to sleep during a review (no la, i was sitting on the chair)&lt;br /&gt;... You have snored during a review (phew, luckily i didn snore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When you skip classes because you have too much work to do (countless times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... When writing a paper seems impossible and completely foreign to you (hey, i've alr submitted my GEK essay a few weeks back! but there's still AR essay comin up, damn..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When you have an inexplicable mark running off your page because you fell asleep while drafting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... When you are able to fall asleep underneath a running shower head and you are completely sober (who cares bout bathing when u're too tired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When you wonder what it would be like to be in another major and the idea of going out three or more nights a week is unfathomable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;... When you participate in a mad dash to the campus cafe at closing time for free coffee (mac's strawberry sundae for supper aft wed's lect!! it's not free though..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you lose your eyesight and you gain backache and neck ache (aiyo, symptoms of dying young)&lt;br /&gt;...when you refer to your computer as your "significant other"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...when you have nicknames for all your tools (i hav my "ultra-long" t-square, zixu has his 3H best friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when you talk to all your tools like they're "real people" and use their nicknames (we're not dat crazy yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...when you try to talk to another person and realize that you've invented your own language and nobody else understands you (gracia always talk bout 'spatial experience', but only me and px can understand, haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...when a 102 degree fever or strep throat is to you no excuse to miss a crit (but it's a gd chance to earn teh tarik points!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;...you know all of these are true, no exaggerations (definitely!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-30270915769789200?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/30270915769789200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/30270915769789200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-know-youre-architecture-student.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4234943471372394492</id><published>2007-11-06T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:47:27.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Aries : You are loaded with energy right now, but today is not the day for forward movement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course la, i slept for 12HRS last night.. so dead.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4234943471372394492?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4234943471372394492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4234943471372394492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/11/aries-you-are-loaded-with-energy-right.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4564597568026812016</id><published>2007-10-29T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T03:24:43.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally got the dumb hotmail back to normal, and i read this email (in chinese) from my aunt: "to prevent liver cancer, sleep early!!" haha, damn, i'm gonna get cancer la, wth am i doin right now?! argh, i've still got one panel and 3/4 of an essay by tmr.. haiz, i'll die either way, so whether i sleep or not it doesn matter right? architects do die young dun they? like what my studiomates say, "we're all gonna die young if we continue leading this kind of life", all right! die young die young!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining outside now, so nice a weather to sleep!! boos..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i really dun wanna die young, haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4564597568026812016?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4564597568026812016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4564597568026812016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-got-dumb-hotmail-back-to-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4928155810129525814</id><published>2007-10-21T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:44:28.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doing anything else besides sch work makes me feel guilty these days. i've nv been so hardworking in my life, alright, i was an ultimate slacker in the past. yet i realised i'm still considered a slacker in sch right now. it's kinda amusing if u were to think bout it, u think u had been real hardworking for 'o' levels, den u realised u were even more hardworking during 'a's, now? haha, those were jus relaxing days. Not dat i'm not happy wif my life now, it's jus dat sometimes i wonder if some of the things i'm doin is neccessary or anyone is appreciative of it. okay, to be honest, hall stuff. hall activities to me are now more of responsibilities than enjoyment, alright, maybe jus a lil bit if enjoyment la. well, i dunno, i'm jus starting to feel kinda sick of hall, starting to think about the much more free time i wld hav if i didn stay in hall, how much more time i can use to concentrate on my sch work, to produce drawings that are better than what i'm doin. but den again, maybe i wld think otherwise if i didn stay, life wld be less meaningful i guess, or the group of friends i hav now and hang out wif wld be totally different? haha, maybe all dat i'm facing n doin right now boils down to this: "it's life."=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4928155810129525814?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4928155810129525814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4928155810129525814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/10/doing-anything-else-besides-sch-work.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-8094952274779650321</id><published>2007-10-18T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:44:50.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;todae's studio session was interesting! to be finally able to understand the design intention of the Esplanade, how the parti diagram looked like and how they developed the whole idea, come to think of it, why didn i thought bout it in the past? havin thousands of drawings on the esplanade, the location, the technology involved, damn, it was cool! haha! oh, and how frank gehry's design for the marina bay ir shld hav won, well, it was a lot better than the chosen one i guess.. haha, design is fun, these two recent exercises particularly, interesting! ~&lt;em&gt;enjoying architecture!=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh btw, graphic design and architectural design is different isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-8094952274779650321?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/8094952274779650321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/8094952274779650321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/10/todaes-studio-session-was-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-7983872251328113816</id><published>2007-10-15T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:10:53.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to stop thinking of stuff which i dun wanna think about..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-7983872251328113816?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7983872251328113816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/7983872251328113816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-stop-thinking-of-stuff-which-i-dun.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2165226839498212669</id><published>2007-10-09T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:23:16.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i'm not sure why did i wake up so early this morning, probably to do the tonnes of work which apparently i'm not doing right now. honestly speaking, i'm damn tired, but if i dun do work, i'll simply die tmr, totally hate wednesdays man.. haiz, i'm really in a lousy mood.. ok, i'll go back n sleep for another hr first..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shld i be gd girl or not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2165226839498212669?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2165226839498212669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2165226839498212669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-im-not-sure-why-did-i-wake-up-so.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6406632955443713289</id><published>2007-09-25T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:01:19.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's mid-autumm todae n i suddenly miss my home..&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's true, nowhere's betta than home=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6406632955443713289?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6406632955443713289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6406632955443713289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-mid-autumm-todae-n-i-suddenly-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5845786889941341209</id><published>2007-09-25T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:28:51.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to see everyone mugging in hall makes me feel guilty, cuz i've been slacking like nobody's business.. k, maybe cuz there's no mid terms for me, but it's not as if i've got nothing to do for the whole recess week,  i simply cant understand why everyone here is so hardworking, n sometimes i get frustrated by dat.. ok, i noe dat to feel this way is really really bad, aftall we're all here to study, maybe i'm jus a super selfish girl, i shld work hard too i guess, but den again, sometimes being hardworking doesn help, if u dun hav it means u dun have it, the talent i mean.. well, being in this course requires u to be thick-skinned i guess, to keep submitting work dat's like shit but still feel proud of it, haha!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5845786889941341209?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5845786889941341209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5845786889941341209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-see-everyone-mugging-in-hall-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5766467998038486343</id><published>2007-09-20T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T19:39:43.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yipee! i've finally gotten my laptop, dat means i'll be able to blog more often now! but's dat's not the main point. well, i'm so so tired now, mentally and physically. this week hasn been v gd, felt kinda sad for the past few days, happen to think bout some stuff, and jus suddenly come to realise that i might not be as happy as i thought i am or i would be. i dunno.. i jus dun feel right, weird, ok, maybe it's not enough sleep again=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be able to sleep is a luxury..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5766467998038486343?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5766467998038486343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5766467998038486343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/09/yipee-ive-finally-gotten-my-laptop-dat.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-2668512956697123040</id><published>2007-09-14T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T22:49:24.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past week has been so eventful!&lt;br /&gt;things are happening so quickly and i mean complicated things, damn complicated, everywhere.. weeks come and go jus like dat, submissions aft submissions. but this week is jus so special, extended deadline for both submissions, meeting up with my fellow ondehs, a great bonding time with my studio mates on wed night, and right now i'm at ntu, crashing my best friends' hall using her laptop for this entry. oh, n i'm so so envious of ppl having laptops in their rooms, yups, it's alr the fifth week n i still havent got my dear laptop! so sad! hope dat i can get it by next week, n i betta get it or i'll jus go n complain! haha, fine, jus jokin, shall not do dat.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm so in a good mood right now! looking forward to recess week too!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-2668512956697123040?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2668512956697123040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/2668512956697123040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/09/past-week-has-been-so-eventful-things.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-617687755821052819</id><published>2007-08-26T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T17:21:00.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can foresee that my future weekends would be like this one. still, it isnt dat bad, at least i get to go out on saturdays, meet up wif people and all. maybe for sunday nights i guess, burning midnight oil to complete my assignment, turning down kbox sessions jus to complete my drawings. so sad.. 24 hrs a day is simply not enough man! okay, maybe it's bcuz i'm slow in doing work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less than 24hrs to submission:(&lt;br /&gt;it's ok, shall look forward to the next weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-617687755821052819?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/617687755821052819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/617687755821052819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-can-foresee-that-my-future-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-5285291755369427461</id><published>2007-08-19T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:13:41.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>three weeks only, but it seems as though i first entered this new environment long ago. so much have happened, so many things have changed, haha, n i'm still trying to get use to my new life. anw, i'm still glad tt i'm here, happy wif everything right now, except for the loads of money i've spent in getting the tools!=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wif two of my best friends todae, it's he meying's bdae! haha! It's only when i'm with them den i realise i can really be myself, need not be afraid to tell them anything, endless stuff to talk about, really feeling comfortable n time passing by real fast. lets hope dat things will never change. yups, i shall not let dat happen! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/Rsc1lH2BQYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YJUw5pn9af4/s1600-h/18082007038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100104014897430914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/Rsc1lH2BQYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YJUw5pn9af4/s200/18082007038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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;jas n ying rocks!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the leaf's falling off the tree.. izzit a natural occurrence??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-5285291755369427461?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5285291755369427461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/5285291755369427461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/08/three-weeks-only-but-it-seems-as-though.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TGzeL7OoLQE/Rsc1lH2BQYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YJUw5pn9af4/s72-c/18082007038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-4051074240203073283</id><published>2007-08-09T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T13:06:48.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally back home! totally deprived of the internet for the past week n now i got lotsa stuff to settle.. hall life's great (but unhealthy)! with all the late night suppers, insufficient sleep, n my fav src sessions, haha! lotsa decision making to do, n i sometimes wonder if i've made the right choice, come to think of it, maybe gracia's right, do what u wanna do n dun giv a damn on how others wld think of u, yup, it makes decision making a lot easier indeed.. hmm, i shall not think too much.. i dun wan sch to start so soon! i love this holiday chalet mood! woots! hessa rocks! TH!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-4051074240203073283?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4051074240203073283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/4051074240203073283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-back-home-totally-deprived-of.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-3268282692174792203</id><published>2007-07-29T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T12:23:38.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>movin into hall in the next couple of hrs. which means i wont be able to use my comp for the next few weeks i guess. oh no, i'm starting to miss home alr, haha! hope tt hall orientation will be as fun as sde n rovers camp! wish me gd luck! haha!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-3268282692174792203?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3268282692174792203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/3268282692174792203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/07/movin-into-hall-in-next-couple-of-hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11209723.post-6963205765721297152</id><published>2007-07-14T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:23:39.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the reason why i'm writing this blog entry right now in the w'lands regional library is basically bcuz i've got nothing else to do at the moment. sent my hp for servicing and i can only collect it at 4pm. i'm so bored! oh, n a few hrs w/o hp is terrible! haha. well, i dunno what else i shld include in this entry. forget it. prepaid account balance is running low too, shall end here. 2 more hrs to go. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11209723-6963205765721297152?l=kozy-haven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6963205765721297152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11209723/posts/default/6963205765721297152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozy-haven.blogspot.com/2007/07/reason-why-im-writing-this-blog-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>*elaine*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05868864288220862263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
