<?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-28762667</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:20:01.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ICES diaries</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115695740681207919</id><published>2006-08-31T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T01:03:26.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our Big Day- Presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hor hor...today is our presentation.  Today end our presentation and also end our ICES attachment.  Flabby  is the first presenter , then Rter , YP then me.  Flabby presentation was not bad, but can tell that he was very nervous. Rter look very calm, but talk too fast and his presentation was quite long too. YP was the best lah, she can speak clearly and look clam for the whole presentation, but her face especially her lips look very dark...don't know why..haha. As for me, hor hor...i don't think i'll do well for this ppt. First I was very nervous and I talk very fast, second, when the examiner asked question, I couldn't ans properly. Well, no use crying from the spill milk. Just got to treat this as a lesson and try not to make the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the presentation, flabby is so kind that he treat us prata for dinner. So nice of him right.  But the guys are so 'not on' that they don't want to fly kite or zoo. They only want to stay at home to watch TV and play games...what a life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115695740681207919?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115695740681207919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115695740681207919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115695740681207919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115695740681207919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-big-day-presentation-hor-hor.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115678396664335457</id><published>2006-08-29T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:52:46.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah....really nobody post anything since the last day of work. This is so sad lah. Wonder what everybody is doing now. We still have 2 more days before our presentation. Going to see them on their formal wear on Wednesday. Wah......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115678396664335457?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115678396664335457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115678396664335457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115678396664335457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115678396664335457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115597292303006817</id><published>2006-08-19T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:45:30.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We celebrated our national day last friday, 11/8/2006. Yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;That was the only event we participated since we join the company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo1.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queuing up to enter the mutiple purpose hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the event to start....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo4.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing up to sing the national anthem and the pledge...(but nobody sing...because singaporean are too shy and too many foreigner)... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo5.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo5.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How YP wish she was the one up there to lead the pledge...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The company organize a game call 'amazing race', this game has 16 station to be completed in 1 hour... which was impossible loh...i heard only 5 out of 16 completed the whole game...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo6.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo6.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Siao hwei in the game....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo7.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo7.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG....Jen is digging her nose....yucks!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo8.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo8.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is our safety officer, Mr Saw, standing behind. He often eat with his same group of friends every lunch time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo9.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo9.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Raja standing far back...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo10.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo10.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and our supervisor in pink... I still remember the question they ask in this station:' what is the name of singapore national anthem?'......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the end, my team didn't finish the game... because my team not willing to run...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo11.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo11.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is our cake. Can you see how thick is the cream? Aiyo...I bet this cake is bake by ppl who work in the canteen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo15.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo15.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo14.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo14.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Those are the food served at the end of the event.. Ronnie and rter said all these stuff could be seen at the canteen for for breakfast. Maybe they are left over...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo20.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo20.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo24.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo24.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo24.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the photo above are evidences that we been standing beside the table a long time for the foods...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo26.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo26.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See how Mr Lee bravely post infront of the camera and rter eating hungrily beside him...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/photo27.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/photo27.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See YP is so camera shy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115597292303006817?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115597292303006817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115597292303006817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115597292303006817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115597292303006817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-celebrated-our-national-day-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115570634920318512</id><published>2006-08-16T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T13:37:02.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;LAST DAY IN COMPANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;UH.I have to confess this post is going to be oh so emtional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, we were always counting to the last day. yet when its finally the last day we just felt its really saddening to leave a place where you spent 5 .5 months here. this is life isnt it. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* readers: you might want to start reading from &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;POST ATTACHMENT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;THOUHTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I have to say we had tons and tons of really really good memories here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of those things I will always always remember:&lt;br /&gt;those times with Jen in the lab store carrying out stock taking&lt;br /&gt;crapping and solving IQ qn with my darlings NUS friends in the lab&lt;br /&gt;disturbing ronnie&lt;br /&gt;kathleen disturbing me&lt;br /&gt;talking to kerropi. OH WELLS. kathleen! its your fault. I cannot believe I talk to dolls! can you imagine? it's oh so crazy!&lt;br /&gt;national day celebration-&lt;br /&gt;those crap we came up with during lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;and of course those debates on sensitive issues.&lt;br /&gt;taking cck bus with cassie jiejie.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MISS YOU *sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;OH OH. I will always remeb this one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ronnie : wah very hungry leh. wo ai toe liao (want faint liao)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;me: haha faint larh! then uncle will serve you first YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ronnie: later I roll roll roll to the front of the Q then stand up order food. order liao then faint again, continue to roll to counter to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;me: HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so whenever we are Q-ing for food I will ask ronnie to ROLL! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;those memorable moment exchange:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;me: kathleen eee! why you so act cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;kathleen: HUH! its not me! its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;kerropi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POST ATTACHMENT THOUGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;sitting here at the office right now bring back so much memories. especially the first day when we just came here and we dont really know each other to best friends now. It's really amazing how things work out. though I said it many times but I still have to say it again, WE HAD MANY REALLY GREAT MEMORIES HERE! :) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if we can turn back time, I will pick this company as my very first choice. Because seriously- to me, this is one of the best place to learn and grow. If I am able to pick the other three CE lecture mates to come here. I will pick ronnie,kathleen and rter. though sometimes throughout this 5.5 months, we might have different view on various stuff and small small conflict BUT I still love them the same.&lt;/span&gt; we all had really fun and crazy time during lunch/work. its somethings I am not going to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I REALLY WANT T SAY A BIG THANK YOU TO ALL IN ICES AND OF COURSE MY ICES CLIQUE. THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING ESP THE MEMORIES. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I learnt tons of things here and am proud to say that I have become alot more mature now.this attachment made me grow up alot. I can even confidently say that even after few years down the road, whenever I thought of the memories here, it will still bring a smile to my face. I will no doubt miss EVERYTHING here even the yucky canteen food :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yanping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115570634920318512?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115570634920318512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115570634920318512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115570634920318512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115570634920318512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-day-in-company-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115563258336866600</id><published>2006-08-15T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:03:03.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAREWELL...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! tml is last day liao.. sad sad.. miss the ppl here.. miss the days.. miss the food.. miss my chair.. miss my table.. miss my com.. miss my whiteboard.. Y is it the LAST day???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diary of ICES.. ending in &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;24 hrs and 34mins&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On Behalf of Us, Thanks all those who supported this blog.. and thanks all those that made life in ICES  interesting.. Xie Xie Da Jia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115563258336866600?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115563258336866600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115563258336866600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115563258336866600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115563258336866600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/farewell.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115554696686034181</id><published>2006-08-14T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:20:25.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Attention!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;There is a mini-GAME in this blog.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Find the button of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;der&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;S..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Those who found it will see sth very very interesting.. All the Best to u guys.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;From: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Designer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115554696686034181?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115554696686034181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115554696686034181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115554696686034181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115554696686034181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/attention-there-is-mini-game-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115553598835489462</id><published>2006-08-14T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T14:15:31.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creativity Time!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Does She look decent?? Look Pretty??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Look again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lesson Learnt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stuff.mit.edu/tweb/map-parse/M4S0TA2cA24MA2a2CA213A3b31MA2cUIA2935A3dM4EA290A2cDE.A3b5A41A2a35A3dM4EA290A2cDIA266DA3dA242DA29Z1A25IA2aA0a66D5ZA3eDHT4A23A2cT02TTA2cBA5d9A2cTEZ25A29440A60A60A0a?38,65"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://stuff.mit.edu/tweb/map-parse/M4S0TA2cA24MA2a2CA213A3b31MA2cUIA2935A3dM4EA290A2cDE.A3b5A41A2a35A3dM4EA290A2cDIA266DA3dA242DA29Z1A25IA2aA0a66D5ZA3eDHT4A23A2cT02TTA2cBA5d9A2cTEZ25A29440A60A60A0a?38,65" 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/28762667-115553598835489462?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115553598835489462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115553598835489462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115553598835489462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115553598835489462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/creativity-time-does-she-look-decent_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115553440615766322</id><published>2006-08-14T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T14:03:41.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/untitle;.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A picture says a thousand words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/untitle;.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/400/untitle%3B.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/untitle;.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115553440615766322?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115553440615766322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115553440615766322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115553440615766322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115553440615766322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/picture-says-thousand-word_115553440615766322.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115552975924795825</id><published>2006-08-14T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T12:29:19.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;8 August topic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/400/080806%282%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115552975924795825?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115552975924795825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115552975924795825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115552975924795825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115552975924795825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/8-august-topic.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115552609278934350</id><published>2006-08-14T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T11:28:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture says a thousand words...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/400/Ronnie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115552609278934350?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115552609278934350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115552609278934350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115552609278934350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115552609278934350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/picture-says-thousand-words_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115526692119252349</id><published>2006-08-11T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T11:28:41.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/IMG_2034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/IMG_2034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAB STORE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115526692119252349?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115526692119252349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115526692119252349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115526692119252349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115526692119252349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/lab-store.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115519259144428143</id><published>2006-08-10T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:49:51.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;BLOG WAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh we had a blog war just now.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, theres around 5 posts debating about some topics mentioned in the 'SORRY' post written by rter Tan.&lt;br /&gt;but its all deleted away.&lt;br /&gt;to close friends: I saved the 5 posts :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115519259144428143?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115519259144428143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115519259144428143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115519259144428143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115519259144428143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-war.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115518706681251761</id><published>2006-08-10T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T13:17:46.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sorry?? that hard to say??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am writing a post abt sorry.. however.. this time its just a topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why must i apologise when its just my opinion??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl always use this as an excuse not to say sorry.. but when do we actually apologise??&lt;br /&gt;When we accidentally step on others? Indeed in this situation, a sorry is needed.. this sorry tells the person that you didnt do it on purpose.. but is the powerful word " sorry" only used in this way??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the previous post (Sorry.. Letting it out..) said.. Sorry is said when u have hurt someone.. Even if u are right and the person is wrong.. It doesn't mean "Sorry" is not needed.. Becoz u have hurt someone in a way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to say sorry as soon as u feel guilty.. as soon as u felt u have hurt someone.. and not drag it for a long time.. Sorry can makes one feels alot better and allow them to forgive and forget when it is said truely from the heart.. It allow the person to smile in the next minute and treat it as if nothing has happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wont leave a scar on others.. Instead, it will strengthen the friendship, or any relationship that they are having.. so y keep the powerful word in ur heart instead of saying it out?? just to save ur dignity?? just to act strong and right?? Is it worth it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;NO.. Unless u are prepared to lose a good friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115518706681251761?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115518706681251761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115518706681251761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115518706681251761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115518706681251761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorry-that-hard-to-say-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115502488912095201</id><published>2006-08-08T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T16:14:49.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/eeeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/eeeeeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115502488912095201?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115502488912095201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115502488912095201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115502488912095201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115502488912095201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115501460117270826</id><published>2006-08-08T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:23:23.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;GUESS x 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun during lunch time!&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing about how unforgettable as in really really unforgettable flabby's password is. I can asure you that if you know his password, you will agree with me that its impossible to forget his password. *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;because kathleen was the only one who still doesnt know his password, we made her guess.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA me and rter were constantly giving very very obvious clues while Mr Flabby Tan made lots of futile attempt to stop us.&lt;br /&gt;The whole stuff is so super funny! ah. a pity I couldnt type out the whole conversation btw us here. Flabby will kill. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back, we had so many juicy, classic, lame, funny lunch time topic during the past 5 months. oh yarh and not forgetting the many debates we had over some sensitive topic. A really memorable lunch time topics was childhood hobby, pastimes etc. Its sort of saddening to know that theres only 5 more days for us to discuss about super lame topic during lunch in ICES-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115501460117270826?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115501460117270826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115501460117270826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115501460117270826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115501460117270826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/guess-x-3-had-so-much-fun-during-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115442384936893877</id><published>2006-08-01T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T17:17:29.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A picture says a thousand words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title is as below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/_%20_%20_%20_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/400/_%20_%20_%20_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115442384936893877?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115442384936893877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115442384936893877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115442384936893877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115442384936893877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/picture-says-thousand-words_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115441130364165065</id><published>2006-08-01T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T16:53:00.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Picture says a thousand words.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Below is a photo taken when Kathlene won the AKITO tournament......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/400/Pic2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115441130364165065?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115441130364165065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115441130364165065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115441130364165065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115441130364165065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/picture-says-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115433187078937030</id><published>2006-07-31T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T16:53:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Picture says a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;Below is a photo taken when Arthur is wandering in a park...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/pIC.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 413px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px" height="383" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/400/pIC.0.jpg" width="417" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/pIC.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115433187078937030?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115433187078937030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115433187078937030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115433187078937030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115433187078937030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/picture-says-thousand-words-below-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115431708160439541</id><published>2006-07-31T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T13:43:29.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO guys...! Is monday!.... Hmm.. Hasnt been blogging for quite sometime.... I was busying with some working stuffs... Anyway... the previous blog was wrote by Aunty Aw but she had already deleted it... She was angry that we call her kpo for reading other people's blog... But it was Arther that started it... : ) He said that Aunty Aw will go downstairs of the block to gossip with some aunties when she grow old.... BOld huh him.... Wings hard liao.... Long time no get whack by her 18 backings... 6 months freedom and forgot whats "pain"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115431708160439541?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115431708160439541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115431708160439541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115431708160439541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115431708160439541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/yo-guys_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115388078327579780</id><published>2006-07-26T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:26:23.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the link for the Jap drama: &lt;a href="http://www.dramarific.com/1_litre_of_tears_main.html"&gt;http://www.dramarific.com/1_litre_of_tears_main.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115388078327579780?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115388078327579780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115388078327579780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115388078327579780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115388078327579780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-link-for-jap-drama-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115384247850720511</id><published>2006-07-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:57:59.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MONEY......... GOOD OR EVIL???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..... Money.... good or evil??? whats your point huh?? Well... as you guys know... money is so important in life... Everyone in this living world is struggling to obtain it... Using their hardwork, strength, energy, brain to grab hold of it... Some even uses lies and dirty tricks.......... Worth???? OF cOURSe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is needed to live... Without it, you are gone, lost , hopeless..... Money can buy you nearly everything in this world you can think of... "It" can buy you happiness, comfortability, fame, popularity, trust and even love.... Well.. I know that "money cant buy you love" is what almost everyone believe in... If you think that.... you are wrong... Money can buy you love.... why not?? Once you have the money... you drive your own car around ngee ang poly... I can assure you that definitely.... you had attracted some girls.... Because by having money, you had one more quality for the girls to consider rather than handsome, kind, gentlemen-like and etc.... However.... the problem here is........... real love or simply just "your money".... Well.. there are some incident where "fakes" become "reals"...... What i mean is..... the girl started to love you and not simply just your money... "gan qing xiu yao pei yang de" (love need to be nurtured) ...... and you can never doubt that... So can money buy you love?? Definitely yes.... why not? The only two things i can think of that money certainly could not buy was health and time... No way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Money is such a powerful item.... When comes to "money" matters, the usual friendly relatives become serious, best friends becomes an ordinary friends like everyone else, a gentlemen starting to show his stingy sides, a close group of friends suddenly becomes independent, a lovely couple began quarreling, a millions smiles fade away.. Isnt it powerful???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. let me give you an example... Have you guys heard of my class 2A06 conflicts about the 5 dollar money war.... The war lasted not 30 minutes, not 1 hour but a day... If my friend Jin Chuan (not his real name) had not shouted that day, I dont think it would have ended peacefully.... It would have continued for a couple of weeks more... Thanks to the great friend of mine... Anyway... the whole incident started when yang yi helped me calculated the chalet and bbq money that each of us had to pay... I, guan heng, yang yi and wenkai had helped in funding the organisation... Yang yi and I were helping to collect the sum of moneys back... Well... I thought collecting was easy... because the girls were always very "On"... I always thought they were... They had enjoyed the chalet and bbq... hasnt they?? They were having so much fun... We had gave our best in organising it especially our dear friend yang yi... He did the hard work... Guan heng and I helped out with the money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately... collecting was hard... That day, the usual lazy yang yi had potend class again... He didnt came for school... so he message me the sum each of us had to pay... the sum was 20 plus each.... I was shocked... I couldnt have imagine it had amounted to this sum... When I told my class girls about the sum.... Not suprisingly.. the same reaction came about.... But their reaction was more serious... Their friendly smile was gone... Face turning sour and black... They blamed me and asked why so much money had to be paid... what had we bought that amounted so much?? well... I didnt no what to tell them.. so i just called yangyi and ask him to check the sum correctly.... It was right... He had exactly told me one by one the items bought.. But the girls didnt believe it... They took my paper and calculated it again and again... Some started accusing me of cheating their money... One of them calculated and say the sum was not right... I was blur because i didnt know much about the cost... I didnt even treat this matter as "serious" in the first place... I thought it was easy... simple job.. No...! I was wrong... It was really a lesson that i must learn... "When comes to money, Please be serious... " I checked the sum with yangyi and he said he was right... But the girl calculated again and say it was 16 plus rather than 20 over.... One of the girl was pissed and say THIS IS CHEATING YOU KNOW.... YOU ARE CHEATING YOUR CLASS MONEY.... I was sad, pissed but i chose to keep calm and quiet.. Solve the problem first... By then, 1 hour had gone by, and that matters was not solve... so i decided to secretly minus away some item cost.. to lower the overall sum... I recalculated and say o.... ya... is 16 plus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, i kept thinking that yang yi was the wrong one... I got the feeling that he is trying to "cheat"... but then when I confirmed the items bought from wenkai, louis, yangyi... i was gulity... I finally understand who was wrong... Yang yi was defintely right... Well... anyway.. what was done was done... Since 16 plus well... Fine.. 16 plus... We lose abit to get peace.. worth it huh.. But disaster soon came during ISSM lecture... One of the girls started calling me over and talk to me about the moeny matters... The girls had decided that those people who had left during the first day of chalet couldnt get a 5 dollar cut which was funded by the school... The reason was because Dr geng came only the second day for the bbq.. It was no more class outing if they had not stayed for bbq... The 5 dollars will be used for deducting the overall sum so that they can pay lesser... When i heard that... i Couldnt speak a word... watching the direction at where my friend Patty was who had left the first day... She was waiting curioulsy for me to tell her what was going on... When i told her everything... the war began... I was caught in the middle... between two meancing side... It was until when Jin chuan shouted at one of the girl and then claudine helped out in negotiating the sum... The girls had finally dropped the idea... Phew... It was a relief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... money can certainly change someone... It is so sad that everyone had to struggle for money... Yes... money brings leisure, fun, life, comfortablilty.... but money do brings greeds which led to crime and lies..... Remenber the NKF incidents...!!! Think about it.... Why are we studying? why are we in the attachment? Why are we studying chemical enginnering? ----------&gt; $$$$ No money... You are DEAD!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115384247850720511?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115384247850720511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115384247850720511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115384247850720511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115384247850720511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/money.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115381534257214151</id><published>2006-07-25T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:18:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/IMG_1971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/IMG_1971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milli-Q: super pure DI water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/IMG_1983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/IMG_1983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;NMR lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NMR- kathleen bao bei :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115381534257214151?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115381534257214151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115381534257214151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115381534257214151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115381534257214151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/pictures-milli-q-super-pure-di-water.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115380223584740154</id><published>2006-07-25T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T12:37:15.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/toys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/320/toys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;  Our toys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115380223584740154?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115380223584740154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115380223584740154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115380223584740154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115380223584740154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/our-toys.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115373290363651471</id><published>2006-07-24T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T17:21:43.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIan... is Monday... : (  Anyway... 3 weeks more to the end of attachment..... Hmm... Kathlene had finally watched the show "1 litres of tears" introduced by expertise Professor wula Rter.... Kathlene did cry when she watched the show... Of course... she didnt shed 1 litres of tears but only two drops from her eyes.... not enough to flood the room... The comments from the internet about the show was abit exaggerated.. maybe is was not abit... Someone mentioned "he" shed not just 1 litres but 1 gallon of tears... Nearly crying his eyeball out... Crazy huh... Kathlene joked that "he" measured the tears with his flu dripping out from his nose... YuckS!! Yan ping and I was  laughing at how "Kua chang" (exaggerated) he said about the show... Anyway... I knew it was just craps from him... But abit "overshot" huh... Well... I have not watch the show yet... due to my laziness of downloading the show... Hmm... But i think it will be worth to watch... The story was interesting.... It was about how a girl struggle with an uncurable disease through her life... It was definitely a touching show.... Everyone can watch... Regardless of how young or old you are...  lao shao xian yi(old can watch young can watch).......... (helping rter to advertise since he like that show so much)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115373290363651471?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115373290363651471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115373290363651471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115373290363651471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115373290363651471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115349967320283702</id><published>2006-07-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:34:33.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;OUR LIFE's GOAL AND AMBITIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hmm... I know i wrote this before.... But honesty... that was just craps by me... haha... This time is the truth... No joke... Time to be serious... I had already asked them... Some answers given was quite surprising...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ronnie - He wanted to live a simple and peaceful life... His dream is to live in a condominium with his beloved good, honest, filial and gracious wife who knows how to cook and do some of the housework..... "tai tai" is definitely a NO to him.... His wife must look like Britney spear..... nah... joking... Average looking will do... as long as he likes it... He also wanted childrens... Maybe 3.... He likes to bet on soccer... hopping to become an expertise in soccer prediction.... Althought he likes to bet, he is mature enough to know that obesses in gambling is not a good thing.. He knows when to stop... Regarding to jobs, well... an average pay job will suit him... But one thing.... Good Working Environment first... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Rter- Well.... Rter definitely has his critics of asking too much why...... but when it comes to relationship.... He is someone who gives unlimited love and cares to his partner... Since after his unsuccessful relationship 2 years ago, his confidence had dropped... He no longer has the confident to talk to girls like what he does 2 years ago... Hmm... therefore... not surprisingly... His goal is definitely to find someone who love him as much as he does... Trying to gain back his confidence that was lost........ Anyway... beside this... He just wanted to lead a simple life... He is those "one day walk one step" type... let day by day pass itself.. When I ask him why.... he said "you never know what will happen tomorrow"................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Kathlene- Our akito expertise Kathlene wanted to be a police.......... she said that if she happens not to get into university... and her education stranded in mid air.. she will probably join the police force... She dont mind herself of being rich or poor... She rather go for action, excitement than hunting to be rich.... Her belief was "work hard and you will get rich"..... Talking about her "love" life.... For now... she just wanted to stay with Dom, her boyfriend... She love him so much and wishes everything goes right to the end... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yan Ping- Our talkative friend here wanted to open an outlet for selling designed clothes and shirts... She said that she will be joining her cousin who is a stewardness in setting up the business... Well... She does not believe that being rich will make someone happier.... She prefers a simple and happy life.... Living with her mum and dad is the happiest thing in her life.... Hmm... talking about love affairs... she has not been thinking about it... Perhaps.... "Studies" come first for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115349967320283702?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115349967320283702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115349967320283702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115349967320283702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115349967320283702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/our-lifes-goal-and-ambitions-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115349346902389894</id><published>2006-07-21T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:36:49.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Can guess who is who???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boss Mr Carpenter is in the middle........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/1600/untitled.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/3051/400/untitled.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115349346902389894?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115349346902389894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115349346902389894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115349346902389894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115349346902389894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-guess-who-is-who-our-boss-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115347806152401603</id><published>2006-07-21T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T18:34:21.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to take note when you feel like you're in a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont lose your head, Be quick in thinking, Be cautious in moving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try your best to salvage the situation, there can always be compromising to be made&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelligence follows patience&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things to take note after you clear the mess&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time to reflect and think about what could be done to save yourself from now on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont regret what have you done, instead move on and push yourself to a higher limit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If anything re-happens, its the end, life goes on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So these are the few things I have learnt after my encounter with the supervisor. Somehow I feel that a sneaky pair of eyes is watching my back. I never thought such a thing would happen to me even though I tried my utmost best in whatever I felt I could do. Perhaps it was just my luck that when that "someone" saw me, everytime I was resting. It was classical music in the past, now its a chess game. My situation now is like someone is pointing a knife at your neck, your hands instinctively move to the shaft of your sword, ready to draw, but you are one step slower. What are you gonna do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115347806152401603?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115347806152401603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115347806152401603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115347806152401603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115347806152401603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-to-take-note-when-you-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115346773622034775</id><published>2006-07-21T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T15:42:16.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually I blogged about something today.&lt;br /&gt;but no one will get t read it.&lt;br /&gt;especially &lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you disappoint me. &lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115346773622034775?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115346773622034775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115346773622034775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115346773622034775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115346773622034775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/actually-i-blogged-about-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115338732443782870</id><published>2006-07-20T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:24:28.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The comments on the lizard desgin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad Comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aiyo... How to see clearly like that... So many lizards crawling around... disturbing lei... want to type also cannot..... ----- by Mohammad Hason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Zzzzz.... My mum thought that was real lizard... She smashed my monitor with a baseball bat.... Now i left only a keyboard... Please pay for my com... My adress is Blk 291 ang mo kio Taoist road..... Remember ah... ------- by Peter Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My monitor got to wash with soap you know... because of your little lizards... My mum sprayed insecticide on my whole monitor lei... --------- by David Chua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. last time is irritating sons now is irritating lizards...wat's up with these? songs i mean...see it's running about n i couldnt type properly.. ----------- by py&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The lizard going to stay for how long? ---------by Yan ping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Eh... siao eh... you want kana Beat ah... Do all this nonsense... toliet meet lah... teach you some nice lesson you wont forget... Better change it.. if not watch out... ------- by Gangster Ben famous ah Loan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good Comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wa... creative lei... Impressive... Good job man.. whoever did that please let me know... My company need a creative designer like you.... Please call my number 91111112...... : ) by.... --------- CEO SB Jonathan Tay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not bad lah... creative... Lets give some credit to him for putting so much effort... Lets think the bright side ba.... ----------- by Ronnie Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I lOVE LIZARD!!!! SO CUTE!!! MUACK!! ----------- by Primary 3 Ronald Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hmm... not bad huh this kids... Brilliant bright future ahead for him... He is a blogging king.. definitely..... ----------- by Jane Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115338732443782870?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115338732443782870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115338732443782870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115338732443782870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115338732443782870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/comments-on-lizard-desgin-bad-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115338543705592557</id><published>2006-07-20T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T16:50:37.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ronnie Tan ---&gt; Best Lamer Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl, you can all ignore the previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;Heard that Mr Ronnie Tan  got hit by something in the lab store.&lt;br /&gt;This might be the reason why theres this award entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115338543705592557?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115338543705592557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115338543705592557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115338543705592557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115338543705592557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/best-lamer-award-ppl-you-can-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115338430349839562</id><published>2006-07-20T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T16:38:42.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MONTHLY AWARD FOR JUNE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Every month, there will be an award giving for the people who contributed and put in their effort for the blog.... Excellent prizes will be given to the award winner... : ) The prizes will be sponsored by the 4 of us.... LEts not hold back any longer.... The following are the winners and the prizes stated beside.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie- BEST WRITER AWARD!!! Prizes- 1 dollar KitKac chocolate voucher.......!!! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Ping- RUNNER UP FOR BEST WRITER AWARD!!! Prizes- 20cent KitKac voucher...!!! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rter Tan- BEST DESIGNER AWARD!!! Prizes- 1 dollar Mentos sweet voucher.....!!! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathlene- BEST PICTURE DISPLAY AWARD!!! Prizes- 50cent Mentos sweet voucher...!!! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerard- BEST SUPPORTER AWARD!!! Prizes- 1 dollar snicker chocolate voucher...!!! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PY- RUNNER UP FOR BEST SUPPORTER AWARD!!! Prizes- 50cent snicker voucher...!!! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please claim the following prizes from us by july 25 2006.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115338430349839562?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115338430349839562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115338430349839562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115338430349839562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115338430349839562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/monthly-award-for-june-every-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115335936639453061</id><published>2006-07-20T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T09:36:06.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;OUR FIRST GUEST WRITER: GERARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerard, welcome  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to read more of your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though this blog started out as a diary for us, the ICES clique but we will be happy to welcome anyone who wants a place to channel your thoughts.  We hope to see more guest writer joining us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115335936639453061?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115335936639453061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115335936639453061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115335936639453061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115335936639453061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/our-first-guest-writer-gerard-gerard.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115332005704203663</id><published>2006-07-19T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:40:57.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Common Sense&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;think too much upon such an easy situation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get yourself into trouble because you said a wrong sentence but you actually dont mean it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;solve a problem but in the end find yourself doing it the correct way one big round&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can get a 200 x 0.5 problem sum done but not a 2 x 2 one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you answer yes to at least 2 points, I suppose you had your common sense being overbarriered. You wonder why sometimes you regret on something you wish you had not done but could have avoided this ending with a little more simpler setting. I would say your common sense has already become UN-common sense. As people open up their brains to a higher capacity, usually for the input for something more difficult to handle, the signals for simpler common sense will be pushed deeper into your brain, keeping it deep inside, deep enough not to open up easily. For instance, in primary school we learn the basics of units like "John had 2 times as much marbles as Peter. How much marbles did Peter have?" while in secondary school, we learnt a different way to solve the same problem, algebra. Hence forth, we have been using algebra. So much usage of algebra that we forget that units are actually easier to applicate and visualize. The basics of units has already been gorged down in our brain. Of course algebra puts to a good use in a more complicated problem but give that complicated problem to a child with basic of units, he or she will probably solve it with lesser obstacles, thanks to the visualisation of a problem with a much simpler setting. So what I am trying to say today, is actually whenever a problem comes down on you, try to draw out the picture of the involvement of each subject, from there, you get a less complicated and more detailed problem. Thats the definition of common sense. &lt;/p&gt;Ok, you all might think what am I doing in the ICES blog. Its just that I felt like writting something on the spur of the moment and I couldnt find a place to write except for this place of course. So I hope you guys give way a little to me ya? Hope you all like this post. I like kinda say whatever is in my mind. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115332005704203663?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115332005704203663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115332005704203663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115332005704203663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115332005704203663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/common-sense-do-you-often-think-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115328719199885688</id><published>2006-07-19T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:34:08.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;RUMOURED COUPLES IN CE NGEE ANN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;The followings are future rumoured couple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;(Guessing is required)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;1. P&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;t y and Ch n&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;2. Gu n H&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; and C&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;a din&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;3. W e Ho&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;g and F n&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; Li&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;4. W n Ka&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; and T&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;b t&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;5. Me&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; Zh n and Y n&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115328719199885688?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115328719199885688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115328719199885688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115328719199885688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115328719199885688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/rumoured-couples-in-ce-ngee-ann.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115321042909346492</id><published>2006-07-18T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T16:20:51.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO guys... IS tuesday.... zzzzzzz.... Someone deleted my entry... : ( nvm... anyway.. it was my fault.. sorry... The purpose for writing that was just to increase shou shi liu (viewer's rating)...... No hard feelings... :) Well... anyway... today got S League matches... Woot... can bet.... Oh ya... lets thank rter of the design and layout he did for the blog... Those lizards thingy was made by him... Creative huh..... NOt bad... but think again... It was quite unrealistic though... I am not sure whether the lizards will scare off our readers or not... Anyway... you guys can chase our the lizards away by pointing your mouse at them... I dont think they will bother you much... Hmm... Can you guys (the readers) give some feeback.... Write your opinion at the tag there... Thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115321042909346492?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115321042909346492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115321042909346492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115321042909346492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115321042909346492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/yo-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115314486513107411</id><published>2006-07-17T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:01:05.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry, ppl....i deleted the last post. Dom Dom is very sad now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115314486513107411?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115314486513107411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115314486513107411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115314486513107411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115314486513107411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/sorry-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115309873338843551</id><published>2006-07-17T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T09:12:56.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;General reminder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hey guys.... remenber to check your ngee ang email.... You need to summit your shirt size information etc to Miss Min Swee Swee.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115309873338843551?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115309873338843551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115309873338843551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115309873338843551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115309873338843551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/general-reminder-hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115305856438536364</id><published>2006-07-16T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:17:14.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Past friday lunch crapping hour hot topic "Your dream girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Well... I was lying on my bed and suddenly recalling what had been said 1 day ago during our lunch time..... I was left curiously thinking about the things said by Aunty Aw and Akito expertise Kath after the lunch.... I was so shocked plus perplexed...... One..... day............ Ago...........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when Rter blurted out something which suddenly caught Choro Kath and Aunty Aw attention and then........ A serious conversation began.... Everyone looking enthuasitic in the topic... Continuously speaking about it.... Everyone snatching and grabbing their chances to have a say on it... It was looking likely to be an endless speech until we took notice of the empty seats around us that we decided to leave and get back to work.... Anyway... what Rter said was this "hmmm..... if i had met a helpful and carring girl who is quite pretty and does volunteer works, things like taking care the old and the youngs, helping out in the red cross society and etc, I am not going to miss this chance to know her and hopefully make progress and.................." By then.... he was stopped by Aunty Aw who uttered NAh.... Probably disguested by what rter had said from her impression.... Aunty Aw argued that girls who does volunteer work may not be an "angel" of what he thinks she is... If everyone does volunteer work helping people, does that mean that every girl in this world is "angel'...... "You must be joking....." Kath too disagreed strongly... Opposing with great force... She implied that some girls who did volunteer work is not because of "self voluntary" but by "force".... They have to do it.... Probably because of the world most important thing in life..... "qian" "lui" "money"...... Aunty aw supported what kath said by saying that some girls just cant be judged by the ouside and what they do..... They hide their real actual personalities especially infront of guys... And guys being foolish always think they are innocent and trys to help clear their misunderstanding by saying "no lah... she is not what you think" Hmmm... quite true huh... guys always got cheated by girls.... Probably because of their beautiful facial expression and their always delicate, gracious movement..... And also not to forget the nice sweet words they always used to deceive guys.... Anyway... Kath continued and said that girls are bias infront of different opposite sex... "girl treat guy better than girl treat girl... " and guys vice versa.... Hmm... anyway... To sum up... It was clear on what they tried to impose.... what they were trying to say was... " THERE ARE NO PERFECT GIRLS"..... and hope the phrase will be drilled in rter's mind and mine's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115305856438536364?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115305856438536364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115305856438536364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115305856438536364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115305856438536364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/past-friday-lunch-crapping-hour-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115284596421729052</id><published>2006-07-14T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T11:00:32.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FRIDAY!!! COOL.... Fast lei.... Hmm... today is quite a rainy day.. Can see lightning flashing every minute when i was sitting on the morning bus..... Jurong island's view is fantastic especially when it rains... Well... the 3 of them are busying with their stuffs.... Aunty Aw is doing her researching work... Kathlene still rushing with her SOP despite finishing her final report... Hardworking girl... Zzzz.... Got this feeling that whatever grade she gets, Rter and I will certainly get lower..... If she GOt an "A", we will get a "B".... IF she got a "B", "C" will be for our case... SO lets hope she get "AD"....!!! : ) Hmm... Professor wula rter is reading chinese newspaper... Wings getting harder days by days... BOld Liao... He probably think that his relationship with Doris, his supervisor had reached a stage where sooner or later, they can have coffee together... Well.. I am doing my report... I got quite bored and thats why i am writting blog now... Anyway... I am looking forward to S league today.... Hope gerrard can give some s league tips... : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115284596421729052?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115284596421729052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115284596421729052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115284596421729052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115284596421729052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/friday-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115276811616343423</id><published>2006-07-13T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T11:07:34.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa.. Thursday liao... : ) Well... today 4 of us will be going to jurong point to watch the pirate show suggested by our professor wula..... This is the first time we are going out together... Anyway... at first... we didnt know which place to go... Kath suggested clementi... Zzzzz... good suggestion huh... of course lah... Someone who live so near clement wouldnt have chose anywhere better than there... But Aunty Aw and Rter explained that the qualities at clement are very poor... The seats are small and there are many ah bengs watching there because of the attractive cheap tickets... Well... To be honest... It is better to be safe... we might get robbed in the middle of the show you know... since the place is usually deserted... Hmm... I wonder how will our instinct react to such situation when some hooligans surrounded us during the show and said "you want money or your life"... For Aunty Aw, do you think she will remain calm and steady at that moment.. You guys believe that she is brave?? I dont think so... Althought she always say that she was brave enough to face anything.... Actually... it was kind of "acted out" rather than true brave to me... Well... Definitely.... Aunty Aw will be freak out till her face turned pale... She wouldnt have any more mental strength to even speak... For Arthur... Hmmm... he will be flexing his arm muscle at them and say "hey look at this"... Nah... of course not.. DOnt think so ba... I think he will probably try to calm the hooligan down.... But I felt that it will be foolish of rter to do that... Calming down the hooligans are near to impossible... This is their good chance to taunt us... to rob us... to "play" with us... The thing is.... BO CHEN HU..!! (no government) Come on.. Rter... GET REAL!! Rter getting back a few tight slap will more likely to happen... For kathlene... Well... you may think she will be the saviour of the day.. AKito Expertise huh... The hooligans are messing the wrong guys.. Nah.. you are wrong again... Do you think Kathlene will still have the composure during such panicking moment... Do you think she is still akitoing on her comfortable blue mattress... THis time is real... Kath... No more rally fight.. This is not the time for a friendly fight where they will kindly grab you up, padding on your shoulder once you lost the fight, falling to the ground.... YOu will Get killed!! For me... Hmm... Lets be safe.. Surrender... Lets all rise up our hands and if possible, a white flag if we happend to have one... Give them the money they want ba and hopefully they wont bother us anymore... Life is more importan than money... How are you going to spend your money withour your life... RIght? Got any sense to you? I know is abit timid of me to do that.. You guys think i should fight back huh... Well.. you got a point.. but hey.. this is not drama any more you know... Not a Tv show.. When you bleed is real blood you know.. No more tomato sauce where you can still lick on it... My reason for doing so was because i just couldnt gamble my luck.... There are still two girls there... I can gurantee i wont get hurt fighting them.. But the girls??? kath and aw...?? Aunty Aw is so weak that her bone looked cracked without even the hooligans touching her... So... satisfied of my point? i hope so.. : ) Back to the outing.... Aunty Aw wanted the destination to be at lot 1 chu chu kang... zzzz... Another one... 5 minute walk can reach her house liao... anyway... it was one of her crap joke as she explained further on.... So nvm about it... The final decision was jurong point...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115276811616343423?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115276811616343423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115276811616343423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115276811616343423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115276811616343423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/wa_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115277048964677014</id><published>2006-07-13T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T17:10:04.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(written last thurs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap of wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;let me ramble about something.&lt;br /&gt;that XXX glass dropper broke in the RBF containing my to be aged solution while I was adding the precipitating agent. and you know what? I have to wash all the stuff again so as to re-start the expt again. and because I am slow, by the time I finished washing everything it's time to go home. URGH&lt;br /&gt;thank you, glass dropper for wasting my precious time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs&lt;br /&gt;of course I repeated the whole expt. of course, this time using a plastic dropper. I have absolutely learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri&lt;br /&gt;cant remeb exactly what happened on fri =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wantd to write about the lunch time topic but ronnie is writting abt it now, so ppl just read his entry.  (beware. super long entry. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;was so super shag today. and I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;the aceton which we used to wash glassware had a funny smell. the smell doesnt resemble the smell aceton are suppose to have. I seriously suspect that its not aceton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115277048964677014?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115277048964677014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115277048964677014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115277048964677014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115277048964677014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/thursday-written-last-thurs-recap-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115269460502475837</id><published>2006-07-12T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T16:58:35.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woot... Wedenesday liao... 2 days more... Sian... Premier League still so far away.. No soccer match to watch.... : ( The 4 of us had been busy with our report..... Kathlene done hers... Well... She started her report during the very first day of the attachment... What do you think.... zzzzz.... so kia su... Cannot stand her... ANyway... today we were more alert to the morning bus... Yesterday... we nearly screwed up... Nearly miss our morning bus and the thing is.... We are nOT LATE!!! Aunty Aw and I was reading newspaper.... She thought that i will be keep tracking of the bus and vice versa, I depended on her.... In the end, the bus came... I looked up and saw a bus which was quite familiar... It was crowd with people... I calmly asked Aunty Aw whether the bus was ours... She shaked her head.. Telling me that if i want to take the bus... I can go ahead and end up at somewhere fun... Well... I can sensed her sascartism so I just gazed at the bus.. But something alert my awareness... A familiar working staff was dashing to board the bus... And when we saw the people in the bus pointing their finger, gesturing at us... That was enough evidence to move our feet.... "Sian diao" (ZZZz....) was what I was mumbling in my mouth.... low enough not to be heard by Aunty Aw.... It was lucky that Aunty Aw and I didnt lose our cool and dashed panickly for the bus... If not so sia Sway (shameful).... It is ok to dashed if we were late... But the thing is.... WE were NOT!!! Anyway... We walked with calmness, coolness and with composure to our bus... : ) But... Having the coolness was one thing... The bus to wait for the two of us strolling in was another thing... Phew... Thank god.. everything gone our way this time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115269460502475837?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115269460502475837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115269460502475837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115269460502475837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115269460502475837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/woot.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115259535248029599</id><published>2006-07-11T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:22:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;clarification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha what blacklisted?&lt;br /&gt;I will now explain why I kept 'moving house'&lt;br /&gt;When I first came here, I am supposed to stay in the office at level two-the training center or smth (culdnt remeb the name) with all the nus and ntu students.&lt;br /&gt;however, as the number of researcher/research officer grows, all the IA students are being moved to level four- the learning zone. where we have to share computers but we have our own lockers. It's much like a library. at that time as there were around 70+ students there and only 30+ computers, its very difficult to find a computer or a place to write.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I moved to the TS office to share a cubicle with kathleen.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, susu (a ntu student) asked me to move to level 2 (researcher office). As the cubicles in the research office are 2 X bigger than normal cubicle and there are two computers in that cubicle plus we have a personal phone, I decided to move there.&lt;br /&gt;after I had settle down happily, i realised that 5 of us had to share that cubicle!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I moved back to kath's cubicle again.&lt;br /&gt;haha I tk I am the only student who moved so many times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115259535248029599?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115259535248029599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115259535248029599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115259535248029599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115259535248029599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/clarification-haha-what-blacklisted-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115258818904608388</id><published>2006-07-11T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:03:36.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO guys!! IS tuesdaY..!! 3 more days to friday.... Well... today Wula rter nearly miss the morning bus... haha.. he was lucky that the bus waited.... Saw him panicking... haha... Zzzzz... Live so near jurong east interchange still late... Hmm... But cant blame him... People who normally live near tend to be late... Those living far away from the destination tend to be very early.... And Thats me... : ) Aunty Aw called his phone on the bus to rush him.... Helpful huh Aunty Aw... yaya... Her first time ba... SHock me too... She must had been reflecting herself yesterday at home.... wanting to become a good, less talkative girl... Lol... hope she succeed... But honestly... No WAY!! Anyway... I dont know the reason why... Got one feeling that she had been blacklisted in this company.. She kept switching here and there... DOnt know which one is her real cubicle.. There is no chance for her to settle down... During the first week, her cubicle was at second floor.... Than tranfered to fourth floor... Than she decided to come first floor to join kath because there is no personnal cubicle but only a room for sharing of computers... Yesterday... she was excited that there is an empty cubicle on second floor... She immediately packed her things and went straight up... She bid farewell to us and even told us her own office number... Hao lian huh(action pack)... Well... She must be very glad and happy... Finally having her own cubicle... But... Unfortunately... she came down again with her pack of things that she always carry with her around whenever she "shift house".... haha... Guess what... The cubicle was shared by 4 NTU students... THats why she decided to come join kath again.... WHen kath know about it.... She look shock rather than glad... haha... What do you think she meant... Anyway... Our Ts office is going to be noisy again... with the existance of Aunty Aw... That a sure thing i know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115258818904608388?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115258818904608388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115258818904608388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115258818904608388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115258818904608388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/yo-guys-is-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115252376622755753</id><published>2006-07-10T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:08:38.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;GROUP PROJECT CONFLICTS (OUR CE MOST HIGHEST CRIME RATE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hmm.... you guys must be very farmiliar with this huh... Sad to say this... But our CE badge of students are the ones that had experienced it the most and even getting involved as the casualties or even the criminal who started the conflicts, which led to unhappiness, breaking of friendship, arguement joined in and causing great disputes, choas and great hatred among one another... And then.... it got worse and worse and worse.... Well... until one day.... it looks like "mending" can never ever exist between them... Hopeless.... A deadend... The friendship that was once so real and bright.... had come to a stand still.. Gone.... Well... in some cases.... the problems did resolved... the conflict stopped... but trust me... Hard feelings do remained... An apology dont always succeed.... It only succeed in a way where your friends gave an impression of what you think is an acceptance..... and thats where you are wrong... You can never know what is deep inside "him"... You never will... Anyway... in the very first place... Why must all this be happening... It is just a project... A group work... Thats all... what so hard about it... You are not grouping with someone who you dont even know a single thing about "him".... You are grouping with your friends... your pals... pals who you had always been chatting with as a group... Why didnt anyone tried to give in when problems came? The question here is "why?" Well... It is clear... simple... I know what it feels like when your friends are simply doing nothing but getting their little name on the group project pages under "DONE BY" and both of you sharing the same marks... Worst of all... "he" got the cheek to smile at you and say thanks... but not "sorry"... Thats what pissed everyone off... They simply did not put in their effort for the project... Some totally cant be bother.... And some after being assigned the tasks, did not had a single idea of what to do or how to do... And started asking too much questions regarding the projects until irritation came into life which definitely worsen the situation... The poor friend got despised and was being kick out of the group.... Sad huh... Well... I know it can be annoying when you assigned someone a tasks, trying to lessen your burdens but in the end... It did not benefit much but instead more jobs were to be done at the end of the day... But wait... Does the things mentioned give you the reason to do such acts to someone who was once your friend.....? No! certainly not... Why didnt you talk things out? You rather choose a cruel and heartless way telling everyone in the world that you wanted "her" out of the group... and hopefully someone will actually adopt "her".. Let me ask you... Was spoiling her reputation was what is in your mind? Well.. This is where the problems lies... A Lack of communication?? Certainly YEs.... I really think there is a need for communication between friends especially when things goes wrong... Come on... Talk things out... Be brave... Solve it...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115252376622755753?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115252376622755753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115252376622755753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115252376622755753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115252376622755753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/group-project-conflicts-our-ce-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115250299783095401</id><published>2006-07-10T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T13:17:58.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINGS/PEOPLE I WILL MISS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who say i wont miss ices?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will definately miss ICES ALOT after our attachment ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss crapping with ronnie,sheryl and lala at the JE pickup point every morning.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the uncle who distribute today paper at JE.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss going through the checkpoint pt every morning.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss using today/my paper to book the seats on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the JI view.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss tapping my T cards to open every glass doors.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss cilmbling the flight of stairs to level two labs.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss looking at the azure blue sky dotted with magnolia white clouds while washing the glasswares.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss writting/drawing rubbish on ronnie's whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss those times we spent in the labstore-- eating prawn cracker will taking the stocks.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the few days where me,kathleen and ronnie did the ftir analysis test together.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss those time in the TS office where we crap and lame about everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss laughing over silly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss going to the pantry to get milo,coffee,milo,coffee.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss wearing my A*star labcoat.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss Jian hau calling me lily.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss going to the ftir drift eqi there to disturb mook.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss whining to wanling i have to stay here 5 more weeks without them.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss everyone calling me xiaomei.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss kathleen nagging at me.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the count down-ing days with Ronnie Tan.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss my tibits box.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss using kathleen's and ronnie's cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss my locker.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the times when me, wanling, jian hau and mook sat around lab-3 computer solving IQ qn.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss xuyi waving at me from lab 2 -2.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the stack of newspaper on ronnie's table.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss bugging rter to change our blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss looking out at the garden and lame-ing to kathleen and insist that it is a perfect place to dance ballet.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the rainbows in JI :)&lt;br /&gt;i will miss all the staffs here.&lt;br /&gt;i will even miss one of my least favourite labcoat with the word beautiful on the collar.&lt;br /&gt;i will even miss the uncooked canteen food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115250299783095401?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115250299783095401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115250299783095401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115250299783095401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115250299783095401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/thingspeople-i-will-miss-who-say-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115250142475515201</id><published>2006-07-10T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T11:11:08.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will we miss ICES???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo... Monday liao... zzzzz.... Is true that friday come fast... but ironically, saturday and sunday do pass real quick especially if you had not spend your time wisely like playing computer games at home.... and thats me... zzzz.... Anyway... I was updated by Aunty Aw this morning that we had exactly 1 month left to go for the attachment.. Hmm... I think I will definitely going to miss this place... 6 months of memories... I am sure Choro Kath, Professor Wula, aunty Aw will defintely miss ICES.... Well... Choro Kath will certainly miss her instruments.... Her so call MNR, DSC those complicated stuff that she must always take a good last glance at it for the end of the day.... Nearly hugging them home if there is a realistic possible way.... but so far NO.... She is probably thinking of a better way than unscrewing method which is seriously vague and inefficient... For professor Wula..... Of course... he definitely will miss ICES... After sharing the stories he had encountered during his poly days.... This place couldnt be felt any better... The satisfaction of his pride finally being restored... THis is defintely the place... The place where he can have peace.... The peace of not being joked and laughed around... Having the feeling of being despised for his past two years in poly was never felt here for the past few months... So, do you think he will miss ICES??? NO doubt, certainly a YES..... Well.... for aunty Aw... I dont think she will have much feelings for ICES... For someone who had been keep tracking of her counting down of days during the attachment from the very first day.... Do you still think that 'miss' is the word in her mind... NO way... ! Unless she was missing her 18 friends, nick name the "18 backings" who had joked and crapped with her during her poly days.... Than I would probably say Yes.... Well... I could still remenber during the first weeks... It was vivid.... She was counting with her fingers... Month by months, weeks by weeks and days by days.... Daily routine of hers... Anyway.. HEr university good friends had left... The only ones left was some of her seniors and of course.... her supervisor who treat her ice-cream two weeks ago... NOt bad huh... Definitely the one to be miss..... Hmm... FOr me.... Well... I will definitely miss the times i had spend here... Especially knowing the friendly human being here... The people here and the people working in mandrain hotel where i had previously work for a partime job had such a great difference when come to personalities and characteristic... The people working in mandrain hotel was quite unfriendly.. They dont help unless you asked... I know this is definitely right... YOu had to open your golden mouth if you need help... No one will ever be so kind to take the initiative.... But wait.... THe thing is i asked... But they gave a "cant be bother attitude".... 9 out of 10 of the people i ask, they will either reject you or give you a simply vague short reply which is exactly the same as "he" had never answered you.... The person in charge there or the so call "manager" was horrible... They treat you like dogs... Shout at you when they were in a bad mood where you had done nothing wrong.. SColding you unreasonably and you can only helplessly nod your head and worse of all, scolding you infront of a large crowd... I know the pays was good.. 6 dollar plus per hour was a pretty good sum... But 6 dollar plus per hour come with such awful consequences... I will say 'No THanks" if i had known the quality of life in there... For the life in Ices, the people were much more friendly... They brighten you with a smile as always... The people like Jen, Mr lee, Seng chiong, Siow hui and even our boss Dories.... They are so cheerful and helpful compared to mandrain hotel... Wait... I didnt say this because i want to boost my reputation in Ices... I just want to let you guys know the different in some workplace... Sadly and ironically... I think this is the real different between a high,mid-salary pay and a low-salary place environment... A differentiating between high class and low class... Well... believe it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115250142475515201?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115250142475515201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115250142475515201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115250142475515201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115250142475515201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/will-we-miss-ices-aiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115225844182094880</id><published>2006-07-07T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T15:47:21.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YAY IT'S FRIDAY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. am in the learning zone now. thats super rare since im always using kathleen's cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, 5 more weeks to end of attachment !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, we shall count down by weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115225844182094880?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115225844182094880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115225844182094880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115225844182094880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115225844182094880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-its-friday-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115223729067886104</id><published>2006-07-07T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T15:48:52.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoz PEople...!!! GUESs what... IS friday!!! Yeah...!! : ) You guys must be feeling great huh... even our usual quiet morning bus was totally different.... Hmm... looks like everyone couldnt hide their passion and their emmotion anymore... The emmotion of great delightment and happiness..... Tremendous joy that definitely couldnt be felt during the previous four day... especially monday which ironically is well-know of its infamous reputation....... Well... I wont say everyone in the world hate monday... Some think that monday is the best day ever... The day to renew and restart... Especially for those who probably met some unfortunate during the previous week... Anyway... today kathlene bought some biscults and sweets.... So nice of her huh... Hmmm.... There must be something that brighten her up... Boyfriend proposed marriage?? NOpe.... I checked her finger each and everyone for the sign of a ring and even ring mark.... No.. not there... Stike 4D, toto??? Must be... although she denied after my interrogation.... hmm... i think i better stop asking... The contemplation of me landing in hospital for my weekend is definitely inconceivable..... but.................. There will certainly be a possibility if i were to continue my sheer persistences.... which will than lead to irritation.... and then....... Well... By the time... I would have used the word 'inevitable' rather than 'inconceivable' inorder to be exact...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115223729067886104?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115223729067886104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115223729067886104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115223729067886104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115223729067886104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/yoz-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115219824712560182</id><published>2006-07-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:04:07.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey readers..... Just a reminder that there are more stories under Archives.... Read them... They are interesting... Trust me.... : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115219824712560182?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115219824712560182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115219824712560182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115219824712560182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115219824712560182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-readers_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115219385922947531</id><published>2006-07-06T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:57:58.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WA... thursday liao... FAst FAst.... Hmm... think i better write something interesting... to increase shou shi liu (viewer's rating).... Enough of those pink colour title wierd message written by shamei(not the real name).... who definitely scares off our readers..... And not to forgot about the ICES TIME news..... THe person who got attacked by crow was Kathlene.... haha... AKito expertise got bullied by crow... can you believe it!!! Anway... just to let you guys know... Gerrard from 2A09, Ngee Ang polytechnic won some money from betting soccer yesterday... I think he wins about 30 bucks... 2A09 people can ask him treat lunch liao... lol... Hmmm.... i wonder how are all my 2A06 poly friends now... Just to introduce to you guys the people from 2A06....!! WEE Wip!!!(whistle)..... Guan heng the lion king, yangyi the furball, kokyang the boozie, Wenkai the wenwen, Jeremair the jeremeya, Jin Quan the Jin Chuan, Boom Tom the BOOM!!, Patty the aunty Chua, Mei zhen the Mei Zhen xiang rou gan, Tabita the Tabster, Sheryl fong the fong, Yi Yin the EEee YIn, CLaudine the Santa Claus, Yan ping the san pou, Louis koh the Mr COol, Joo Huang the ZHU huang and the last one.... ROnnie the CLass REP.... ME!!! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115219385922947531?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115219385922947531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115219385922947531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115219385922947531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115219385922947531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/wa.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115219108171385176</id><published>2006-07-06T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:04:41.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meaningful poem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Other Side of Suffering&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ikeuchi Aya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone feels pain.&lt;br /&gt;But surely, after suffering satisfaction will arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Even with sports, studying or other ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;With life, it's like that for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;If we can beat the pain, on the other side,&lt;br /&gt;a rainbow of happiness awaits us.&lt;br /&gt;That will definitely become a treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Let's believe in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step by step&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ikeuchi Aya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my existence start to disappear,&lt;br /&gt;I will look for the place where i can do the best I can.&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I'll delibrate slowly.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be impatient,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be greedy,&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up.&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone takes things step by step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115219108171385176?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115219108171385176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115219108171385176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115219108171385176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115219108171385176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/meaningful-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115207539167986953</id><published>2006-07-05T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T12:57:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;An open letter to Mr Ronnie (Lorry) Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ronnie Tan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely thank you for letting me use your cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it alot especially after hearding you say: wo hen ke lian, wu jia ke gui.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry i will return you your cubicle soon.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Regards,&lt;br /&gt;yanping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115207539167986953?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115207539167986953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115207539167986953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115207539167986953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115207539167986953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/open-letter-to-mr-ronnie-lorry-tan-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115207014913310081</id><published>2006-07-05T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T11:29:09.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just decided everyone names should have a mei at the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RONNIE = LORRY MEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RTER = WULA MEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANPING = XIAO MEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATHLEEN = MEI MEI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115207014913310081?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115207014913310081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115207014913310081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115207014913310081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115207014913310081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-names-we-just-decided-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115206796863145491</id><published>2006-07-05T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T10:52:48.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;random thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought one&lt;br /&gt;it all seems so surreal, but so it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought two&lt;br /&gt;no matter how good the going for anything is, we ultimately have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought three&lt;br /&gt;new things can only be discovered when we start learning to leave things behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so why are all the things still with me? or have i yet to learn how to leave it? or simply because i refuse to start learning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought four&lt;br /&gt;what will be will be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115206796863145491?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115206796863145491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115206796863145491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115206796863145491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115206796863145491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115206737901601597</id><published>2006-07-05T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T10:42:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The ICES TIME, Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ATTACK BY CROW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday morning a passer-by on the road reported that she was attacked by a crow. Mei Mei (not her rename) said in mandarin in the interview that she first saw the crow attacking someone 50m away form her first before the crow came and attack her. she describe that the crow used it craws to sketch her head behind and flew off to the tree on top of her. 'Everything happened in a spite second without warning' she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Later that afternoon, a group of crow haunter went to the spot where Mei Mei was attacked and finally we found the crow. When we were trying to interview the crow, he was very unfriendly at first, but after a while Mr. Black Crow willing to accept our interview. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the interview, Mr. Black Crow state that it was not his first time attacking people on the road, attacking people is his hobby and he enjoying to look at the people shock face after his attacked. Mr. Black Crow used to have a happy family of five, but was shot down in one day by the professional bird shooter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115206737901601597?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115206737901601597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115206737901601597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115206737901601597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115206737901601597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/ices-time-tuesdayattack-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115201924825912132</id><published>2006-07-04T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:20:48.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well... is Tuesday...!! nothing to be glad or dull about... 3 more days to friday... Nothing unusual happened today... We discussed about the ideal place for us to eat on this coming thursday during our lunch time... Propably at marina... Sad huh... no fantastic topic available... Anyway.. we are starting to rush our report... Thats the reason why... Oh ya... not to forget... remenber what i told you about kath rushing to see her Instrument everyday the last minute after our work..... We had to wait for her anxiously.... afraiding of missing the bus.... Remenber?? well... we had finally come out with a solution... "just close your eyes and walk straight".....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115201924825912132?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115201924825912132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115201924825912132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115201924825912132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115201924825912132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115193137304482818</id><published>2006-07-03T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:29:24.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Our goal, our ambition.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ronnie&lt;/span&gt; --- A very optimistic guy... He wanted to be a super soccer predictor one day... sucessful guessing rate reaching as high as 95 percent... Unique goal huh... Hmm.... can see that he is working hard on it... Reading every soccer news in the newspapers and internet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rter&lt;/span&gt; --- He definitely has a curious mind... A thousand 'why' keeps lingering in his head non-stop... Suprisingly.... his ambition got nothing to do with knowledge... Guess what... He wanted to be a professional bowler... Cool huh.... Anyway... He is probably at 'advance' stage now.... definitely not a novice from what i know... So... lets all wish him the best.... Dont be surprise if 3 years later.... you happen to see someone call rter appearing on ESPN sport channel, representing Singapore for national bowling competition... Trust me... It will happen... Lets wait and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kathlene&lt;/span&gt; --- A very common girl who almost nevers wear skirts, make ups or wear any accessories.... From what i know... she is someone who dont care much about her looks.. She is cheerful as always... no matter what happens.... Well... she doesnt have an ambition right now.. She is those "walk one step, count one step" type of people... I wonder the word 'stress' ever exist in her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yan ping&lt;/span&gt; --- A very talkative but friendly girl... No doubt... She likes to talk alot... especially jokes and craps... laughing through her life... Someone who likes to have fun very much.. No fun no lives... Anyway... not to forget.. her goal is to have a pure, fair and white skin.... I know everyone must have the same item in mind.... It was none other than SK2.... Thinking that 'it' will definitely do the job... Well... hmm... Lets really hope SK2 is not only famous for its name..... but also famous for what 'it' can do.... so that our dear friend here can finally accomplish her dream... Lets hope...&lt;br /&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/28762667-115193137304482818?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115193137304482818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115193137304482818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115193137304482818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115193137304482818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/our-goal-our-ambition_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115192811377524061</id><published>2006-07-03T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T20:02:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you guys(the readers) are curious............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hey... for those pals who are reading our blog... you guys must be wondering why there are so many so call 'life stories'.... Well... erm... i wrote them as it will be more suitable than just to write only our life's stuff.... such as... what we were all doing... what we ate... I am sure it will be pretty boring especially for those who dont even know us in real life... Thats why i tried sharing some 'life stuffs' that we had experienced or noticed about... I am sure some of the 'listed' had been experienced by you guys too... Right? hope so.... : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115192811377524061?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115192811377524061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115192811377524061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115192811377524061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115192811377524061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-you-guysthe-readers-are-curious.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115191733650384101</id><published>2006-07-03T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:02:16.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ronnie's Playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Ronnie's cubicle because his computer -&lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt;- play very lo-man-tic songs !&lt;br /&gt;currently playing: this i promise you&lt;br /&gt;people, 1, 2 , 3 together lets go:&lt;em&gt; awwwwww&lt;/em&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait let me check his playlist.&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;..................&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WAH almost all lo-man-tic songs &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE. BIG NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RTER AND RONNIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GASP!!! = 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T....H....E...Y.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have a very very unique relationship now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s: dont gt misunderstood. they are good friends and nth more.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115191733650384101?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115191733650384101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115191733650384101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115191733650384101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115191733650384101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/ronnies-playlist-i-like-ronnies.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115190758630157334</id><published>2006-07-03T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:42:51.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiyo... monday again... zzzz..... Nvm... use to it... Anyway.. just a reminder to everyone.. is time to write your final REport...!!! Less blog during working hours for this week.... Anyway... today kath threw her chropy at me... think her chropy smell very nice... yucks... haha... Oh ya... Today aunty ping and Kath had a very good sweet talk at their cubicles... they were joking and laughing away... not that i am kpo (busy body)... I was focusing on my work... but because it was too noisy for me to continue my work any further...  i curiously turned back and look at what was going on... Wow.. They were really having a good time together.. Trust me... Hmm... i am starting to suspect about an unknown secret affair....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115190758630157334?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115190758630157334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115190758630157334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115190758630157334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115190758630157334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/aiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115175528835673957</id><published>2006-07-01T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T20:01:28.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who wrote the previous message...?? Must be Kath.... Boyfriend make her angry.... haha... OPps.... better stop saying... Think monday go toliet must ask rter along... at least can tag team.. if not later nose bleed, leg break, shoulder dislocate, eyes blue black, arm cracked.... Horrible huh.. thats what kath can do... Anyway... Guys... lets find a place to eat... The place must got curry, pizza and fries.... Curry is kath's favorite... Pizza is aunty ping's... Fries is professor wula rter's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115175528835673957?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115175528835673957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115175528835673957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115175528835673957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115175528835673957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/who-wrote-previous-message_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115169161205287083</id><published>2006-07-01T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T02:20:13.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People..do you know why sometime a relationship just can't work? Most of the time people will say is the guy fault. But actually, women are at fault too. Why? You read below and you will know why.&lt;br /&gt;The most common mistake make by &lt;strong&gt;MEN&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men always &lt;strong&gt;don't listen&lt;/strong&gt; when the girl talk, he easily gets distracted, doesn't ask interested or concerned question. This make the girl feel like she is talking to the wall and showing that he not cares. If you notice the guy doesn't pay any more attention on you while you are talking, it is highly recommended to talk louder (like shouting) beside his ear to catch his attention back. IT REALLY WORK. Trust me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common mistake make by &lt;strong&gt;WOMEN&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women always doesn't acknowledge what the guy does for her but complains about what he has not done. This make the guy feel taken for granted because she doesn't &lt;strong&gt;appreciate &lt;/strong&gt;what he does. The best solution for the guy in this situation is to dump the girl. Since the girl doesn't appreciate what the guy has done, it is the not worth keeping this greedy girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115169161205287083?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115169161205287083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115169161205287083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115169161205287083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115169161205287083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/people.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115167956061105876</id><published>2006-06-30T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T19:45:36.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;10 ways to judge a person........... (DISCUSSED IN ICES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Someone who is hypocrite tend to shake hands with both of their hands.... hmmm.. Watch out especially when you bring your boyfriend or girlfriend home to meet your parents.... See how 'he' shake your parent hands... Someone who do this probably wanted to please your parent... Wanted to act more courteous which can be very hypocrite sometimes... BUt this may not be true... I know you guys will say i think too much... "yi sheng yi gui" (shift god shift ghost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Someone who is feeling shy will look on the floor rather than facing you when you are talking to 'him'..... This is definitely true... To recorrect the sentence.... They dont look on the floor.... But they bend their head down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A person who lacks of confident tend to look elsewhere rather than facing you when having a conversation.... They look elsewhere pretending to think seriously about the things you said and giving replies like 'is it??', 'I see' , 'o' . 'ooorrrr' ............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A person who is very careful will have a big reaction when you pretend to throw an object at 'him'... You can try it on your friends... They have this big reaction is because they always take notice of their surroundings... Taking precaution when someone walks near them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Someone who dosent exercise alot tend to stroll when they walk...... You often hear their shoes rubbing against the floor... But it may not be true..... As unless otherwise... they are trying to show off their brand new sport shoes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A proud person replies you with only one or two words when you had asked 'him' a question... Words like 'ok', 'ya'....... Perhaps.... looking down on you... Feeling shame of you being his friend... probably because you are not wealthy enough or not good looking like him or her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Someone who cries alot especially girls... they will usually have a hankerchief and a packet of tissue with them.... Well... honestly... this paragraph is just to extend this message... so that i can reach number 10... cant think of better ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A person with a curious mind tend to ask 'why' alot... Hmm... this is also very obvious to everyone... you can say this paragraph is also for extension....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Someone who is very mi xing (believe this believe that) tend to keep unwanted little things... such as 'movie tickets', 'receipts, empty papers, tissue covers, used wrapping papers and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A person who likes you...... erm.... this is hard to tell... This cannot be seen... only can be felt.... But what i know is... he or she will delibrately avoid you and make it obvious to you.... Example like walking pass you but not looking at you... Well... this was what i did... lol....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115167956061105876?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115167956061105876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115167956061105876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115167956061105876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115167956061105876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/10-ways-to-judge-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115165717864977805</id><published>2006-06-30T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T17:03:49.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Omg... KATH is CHANGING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;BIg news big news....!! Kath's personalities, her habits and characteristic are starting to change.... I wonder what has happpened... Well... i know everyone will think that this is not such a big news after all... A person changing her personalities isnt worth too much attention... But hang on.... I admit that it is normal... But i and rter will certainly appreciate if you read on... BECAUSE KATH IS BECOMING LIKE AUNTY PING!!! OMG.!!! This is BAd..... Extremely bad... HAving one Aunty ping is already more than enough..... Having two aunty ping will definitely cause a chaos... Zzzzzz.... Rter life and mine are seriously in danger... Dont know when did kath started changing... I suspect it must be due to the sharing of the same cubicles... They spend their time with one another.. often playing together... sharing jokes... laughing... And then... as days goes by... somehow.... Kath started replicating Aunty ping's behaviour, movement, voice and etc.. GOsh!! Kath's pace of eating started to slow down like aunty ping... Kath was usually fast in finishing up the food... The fastest among us... But now... She nearly become the last person stuffing up the food.... She started talking like aunty ping... Chidish as ever... Hmm... I think it will not be surprisingly if she started to wear beads around her neck.... Starting to wear pink colour clothes.... I wonder how Rter and I are going to survive this 6 more weeks of torture..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115165717864977805?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115165717864977805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115165717864977805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115165717864977805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115165717864977805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115164897339143364</id><published>2006-06-30T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T14:29:33.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHOHO!! finally the "light" is available to use.. just in case u guys find it difficult to read.. hope the "light" will help u read better.. Cheers and stay happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retr-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115164897339143364?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115164897339143364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115164897339143364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115164897339143364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115164897339143364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/hohoho-finally-light-is-available-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115165419462065492</id><published>2006-06-30T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T15:56:34.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;TOday lunch Crapping conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres something i wanted to comment about the previous message.... Zzzzzz.... Another one (dont want to say name) who want to Snatch headLIne (qiang jin tou).... Purposely leave a space for every sentences... Trying to attract everyone's attention... ErXIn..... Yucks... Anyway... coming back to the conversation...  We were talking about our future class and whether we will be in the same class... Aunty ping started threatening me to accept her in my project group if i happen to be in the same class as her... well... of course... no choice... I have to nod my head... thinking about the consequences was terrible... I wonder whether i can work safely and sound for the rest of six weeks before attachment end if i had protested... Nvm... Hmm... I think this blog may continue rather than becoming old memories after the attachment if four of us coincidently happen to be in the same class.. NOt bad huh.... : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115165419462065492?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115165419462065492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115165419462065492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115165419462065492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115165419462065492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-lunch-crapping-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115164056829634084</id><published>2006-06-30T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:14:26.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A super super random plus boliao post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;read at your own peril.LOLS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. friday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday is our favourite day of the week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our favourite song at this moment: wu tiao jian wei ni -&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wu tiao jian wei ni leh.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha am attempting to write a super long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but -frown i have got nothing interesting to write&lt;em&gt; leh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how how how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you guys want to read my recount of what i did for the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you?? do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digressing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen is now typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen likes pink now. haha because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie tan is now accusing me of being a cheater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie tan is super hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he insist that he will now faint on the spot if we doesnt go for lunch soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rter will be doing cpr on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats rter doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i couldnt write properly because Mr RONNIE TAN kept disturbing me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A more decent post later.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word count: XXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115164056829634084?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115164056829634084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115164056829634084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115164056829634084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115164056829634084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/super-super-random-plus-boliao-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115163251331958178</id><published>2006-06-30T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T09:55:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WA... IS Friday...!!! Everyone so delighted... I am looking forward for todays soccer match... Whee... Anyway.. can you guys add some pictures... Very plain lei... I am refering to Rter and yan ping......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115163251331958178?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115163251331958178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115163251331958178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115163251331958178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115163251331958178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/wa_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115157302218432830</id><published>2006-06-29T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:32:38.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today lunch time crapping hour topic "Age Gap"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hmm.... I wonder how many of you guys can accept someone 3, 4 years older or younger than you as your lifetime couple... Well.. I will not choose someone older than me... As I always believe that girls wouldnt want guys younger than them.... I had certainly come across many friends who said that which probably influenced me... I know my previous dream girl was 4 years older than me... But I have no control to it.. I like her before i know her background... Once the feeling is there... It is not going to disappear that easily even though it was obviously hopeless... Anyway... From our professional wula..... his limitation was 2 years older..... Aunty ping confirmed that she will never like someone younger than her... Her max range of guys was 5 years older than her... Hmm... quite a gap huh... 5 years.... Looks like she likes mature guys... Kath mentioned that she will accept as long as the age is not too far off.... Of course... Someone like kath who is already attached wouldnt have bother much to this sorts of question... isnt it??.... I do feel that age gap isnt such a big matter to the couple after all... my "age gap" here refers to realistic gap... such as guy 25, girl 30 or guy 38 and girl 27........ Such age gap is still acceptable.. But definitely not old man 62 and girl 28... Such gaps are unrealistic.... Obviously trying to get the Ah pek(old man) assert after his death.... Realistic gaps are alright... It is a psychological problem , a wrong way of thinking that your parents who opposed must cope with... It is definitely not a 'cannot'... Anyway.. what matter most is whether the couple really like one another... not only externally..... but internally.... and then... followed by..... comfortability, compromising and commitments that will guide them through the marriage stage... "age gap" factor is way off the mark... you must have the courage.... the courage to judge... to protest... to fight back... Think what is right for yourself... and not because of opposition from parents or friends that make you reconsidering... To tell you the truth.... It takes 2 quick minutes to end a wonderful relationship but it takes a lifetime to find someone that love you and you truly love with.. So.... Why 'consider' and not just 'feel'.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115157302218432830?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115157302218432830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115157302218432830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115157302218432830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115157302218432830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-lunch-time-crapping-hour-topic.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115157108533903017</id><published>2006-06-29T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T20:40:23.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa... Thursday liao... Fast..... TIme really flies..... I am sure everyone already started thinking about weekend... Hmm... looks like i have lost my feeling... No longer thinking about the girl who had just left two weeks ago... Probably due to the existence of world cup... The world cup that save me from depression... Hmm... I prefer this type of life.. No stress, no pain, no tears.... Looking forward to soccer everyday.... Studying the teams.... Betting on them and wins.....! YEah!! To be honest... i know those words sounds like consolation to you... Nvm... Anyway... today we saw Aunty ping washing her hand before going for lunch... It was normal... What was wierd is that she uses a large amount of the detol soaps and stood there washing for about 5 minutes.. We had to wait for her.... Watching her twisting, scrubbing. rubbing her both hands... I thought she wanted to get a whiter and fairer skin in this way after having trying the inefficient SK2.. It was understandable as it was always her dream of wanting a very fair white skin... But i got to tell her seriously that washing her hands thoroughly with detol soap does not help her much in acheiving white... Perhaps... Her skin turning red and start peeling away is more likely to occur..... SO PLEASE...! IS LUNCH TIME..! WE ARE hunGRY....!! : ) &lt;---- It was a smile fill with hypocrisy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115157108533903017?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115157108533903017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115157108533903017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115157108533903017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115157108533903017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/wa_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115154302709968758</id><published>2006-06-29T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:06:46.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys, please leave your name for entry that are written by you--to avoid confusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115154302709968758?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115154302709968758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115154302709968758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115154302709968758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115154302709968758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/guys-please-leave-your-name-for-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115150566972696973</id><published>2006-06-28T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T15:44:46.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Friends who mood swing alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hmm.... Today is a normal day.. I am recalling what had happened today morning... Well.. nothing much.... it was only during lunch when we tried to speak english rather than chinese all the time that results to jokes and laughter... I had a slight conflicts with Rter today who then wrote the "letting it out...."sorry"" But it was not that serious... A small misunderstanding... although he wrote like is the end of the world... Anyway... Lets get to the topic "friends who mood swing alot".... Do you guys have friends that tend to mood swing alot... one moment he was him..... friendly, cheerful, having a nice long chat with you... Another moment later... he becomes a different person... with this menacing look... Like you had owe him ten thousands bucks and refused to return... Well.... this was still acceptable... but definitely not tolerable when he started to tease or angered you, trying to eased off his bad mood in this way... dragging you along... Seriously... I cant stand friends who have this personality in them... Whats call 'friend' in the first place... Friends should be comfortable to talk with at all time.. you feel safe with them.. And not having to switch your own mood just to please him... Taking precaution all the time just in case he had a sudden mood swing.. Having to force your voice tune less enthusiastically to suit the atmosphere...This is bad... real bad... atrociously bad... Honestly... I dont mind changing my voice tune, keeping quiet or trying to please "him"... But what i cant tolerate is that some friend tried to ease off their bad mood on you... Thats what that pissed me off... Well... I had seen some of my friends being the victims... the casualties.. Having mood swing is normal.. who doesnt have it...?? right? It is the way in which you deal with it that matters... and how you control it... Keeping it to yourself or...... if yours isnt a natural mood swing, tell your friends your misunfortunate, and hope that they could solve your problems... But if you dont want to share or speak about it..... refusing help from your friend... Fair enough.. you keep it to yourself.. you should not have dragged your friends along with you.. That is your own problem.. Why involved others.. For me... if I had a mood swing... which everyone usually does.. I will keep my mouth shut.. and of course.. if someone talk to me.. i would be reluctant to reply.. most probably giving a vague answer... Friends should be smart enough to know and stopped talking for that moment.. or even asked whats the matter... I will feel disturbed... but not losing my temper.... and then give another vague replies and *Zipped*....... Waiting for it to heal.. Awaiting the "bad mood" which is lingering inside to disperse and hopefully disappeared.. Time is the best medication to feelings... Dont you guys agree.... hmm... anyway... It was lucky that most of my friends are not the 'mood swing' type.... I am glad... truly grateful.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115150566972696973?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115150566972696973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115150566972696973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115150566972696973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115150566972696973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/friends-who-mood-swing-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115146461992149919</id><published>2006-06-28T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:45:22.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Letting it out... "Sorry.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry can only be effective when use at the correct timing.. if a person hit another person and said sorry only 1 day later, that sorry is useless.. it had already left an bad impression on the person.. Why a person must wait till a person say he/she is angry, then say the word "Sorry"?? Sorry is said when u feel that you are wrong.. or u have hurt someone.. its means nth when ur heart didnt mean it.. it is not said juz to make a person feel happier.. Maybe this is only my thinking.. but when i say sorry, i really mean it.. For the prank i made to my fren.. i truely sorry.. sorry for thinking that it will be funny.. sorry for making u fly till so high.. sorry for leaving u a bad impression on me.. maybe this impression cause u to change ur attitude to me.. but since i am writing all these now.. i will carry on.. my impression of u was a good 1 at 1st.. there was like endless topic for us to talk abt.. for us to laugh abt.. u said u like to sing the song "peng you".. at that time, i feel that u and me are so alike.. cause i also like that song.. its like u are the 1st person in my poly life that i feel i can be very comfortable with.. but now.. it wont be like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sth that is said even though it is meant as a joke.. it is affecting me alot.. "ka kiang", "small gas","corrupt u".. words like this will hurt someone.. esp "ka kiang".. all i did was to share wif u the lake toba tingy.. even if u doubt my words, u can go home and check.. i didnt mean to share the wrong info.. it just that i dont remember that well the date and stuff.. but the main thing is there isnt it?? there is an event that happen long ago that cause Toba to the the lake toba today.. e reason for continue to explain everyting is becoz u look so not convince.. everyone wan ppl to be convince for the tings they have said.. isnt it so? even if i did said "ring of fire", which i dont even noe wad is that in the 1st place.. is it a important ting?? it is not even related to the lake toba tingy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am not angry.. just dissappoint.. just feel that only person that i can be comfortable with is not that comfortable afterall.. i dont see the reason to carry the "sadness" along to the next day.. i ended the whole msg with a juz joking.. isnt it the best way?? unless u wan to prove someone is wrong which whoever is wrong will be hurt in some manner.. there is a chinese saying.. " big things draw small, small tings draw none.." isnt this better?? So lets bygone be bygone.. dont you tink it is better??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115146461992149919?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115146461992149919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115146461992149919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115146461992149919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115146461992149919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/letting-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115145804536892682</id><published>2006-06-28T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T09:27:25.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OBJECTION !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU, RONNIE TAN.&lt;br /&gt;you lying old bat&lt;br /&gt;you distort and added sugar plus spice plus salt to the story about Jane !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115145804536892682?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115145804536892682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115145804536892682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115145804536892682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115145804536892682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/objection-you-ronnie-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115141915461740499</id><published>2006-06-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:04:20.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey... for those who are viewing our blogs... the left side got those dates under Archive... click it... got more stories.. Enjoy reading.. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115141915461740499?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115141915461740499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115141915461740499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115141915461740499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115141915461740499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115141827054847136</id><published>2006-06-27T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:31:24.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE "SHORT DULL MEMORY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You guys must be very curious huh... Whats exactly is 'short dull memory'.... Hang on to your inquires.. Hmm... Well... "short dull memory' are created by friends.. But generally it is created by you yourself... It is a psychological thing... It happens to everyone.. When i say everyone.. I mean every human being living in this planet... Not just you or me... kids or adults.... And definitely, you will have more than one short dull memory in you... Let me give you an example... Aunty ping has a short dull memory... This short dull memory was created when one of her good friend, Jane(not the real name) said something bad about her... Jane had send a 'insulting' message to one of Aunty ping's friend... Aunty ping was 'fortunate' to be at her side at that time to know that she was being backstab by her own friend... (cant tell you the whole story) So this short dull memory was created... borned.. came alive... Always wandering around in her mind... This memory is strong and vivid.. Whenever there is an occasion when she and her group of friends without jane around, sit down and chat... If Jane's name happened to be mentioned.... The 'short dull memory' will be recalled in Aunty ping's mind... Even after Jane's apology and they patched up becoming good friends again... THings will never be the same... with that short dull memory around... The short dull memory of being betrayed, lied.... Which will definitely not disappear unless maybe 5 years later where the both of them never met again... Is aunty ping wrong? No.. absolutely not... Not that i side her or afraid of her and her 18 backings... But you cant blame her for that... Everyone has it... I had mine too... When the short dull memory is recalled in your mind... you will never have control of it.. You will just comment out every negative things that you can think about... Because the short dull memory makes you think of revenging... Possessing you with hatred... Not surprising if you say out nasty words about your friend without having a second thoughts or any filtering... Well... Earlier on... I said i have mine too.. This memory came about when wula(Rter) did something terrible to me... He wrote a fake letter and put on my table... A fake letter about my dream girl giving me her email address... When i came back to my cubicle... Jesus cris..!! I was overjoyed... I couldnt describe my happiness... I would have fly up the roof if i had a pair of wings... You may think i was a sotong.... but i admit i definitely is.. But you cant blame me for being so naive.. For that moment... 'Got hope' was the only thing in my mind... I did interrogate them whether they did it to tease me... But they insisted no.. And rter who thinks that he was so smart in fooling me... assured me by saying that he was happy for me... I did not suspect them because 'Who will ever be so free to do this kind Of thing"..... love thing is a no joke matter... That day was one of my best day in my whole entire life... Until... The truth was known.. Rter got the tendancy to keep the truth at bay... It was lucky for me to question him again and again.... Althought i never thought that it was really meant to be a joke from my so call 'good friend'... You couldnt had felt my feelings... Fillled with anger and sadness.... Looking helpless and hopeless... Especially being fooled.. the humiliation was already more than enough to hurt a human being with a normal heart... So... it was not surprised that the 'short dull memory' is developed... And i will guarantee that if i happen to be with kath and aunty ping.. the three of us alone.. And that someone mentioning something about rter and my short dull memory came into my mind... Definitely.... Something 'Interesting' will be out of my mouth... eventhough he had apologised to me or whatsoever... because.. bad memories dont always fade easily.. it comes with consequences... Well.. If rter happend to know what bad craps i said about him... exactly the same thing happens.. vice versa... His turn to have a short dull memory... Hmmm... Its human nature... Anyway... having this memories are normal... saying people's good and bad is a 'sure' thing.. Its a gossip world.. you cant doubt that... Just know when to stop.... Honestly... "Talking behind your back" is not created by your friends but you yourself... Your wrong doing, bad personalities, backstabbing act forced them to... Will you be gossiped by your friends if you had always been a nice, sweet, kind-hearted pal.... Think about it..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115141827054847136?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115141827054847136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115141827054847136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115141827054847136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115141827054847136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/short-dull-memory-you-guys-must-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115138682267006064</id><published>2006-06-27T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:40:22.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3 more days to weekends :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115138682267006064?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115138682267006064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115138682267006064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115138682267006064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115138682267006064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/3-more-days-to-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115130824275493022</id><published>2006-06-26T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:50:42.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zzzzz... Guess what... ITS monday morning.... Weekend is over... Fast huh... Something to cheer you guys up... 4 more days to FRIDAY!! WHee...!!  &lt;---- lame.....  nvm... Today is a usual day... Nothing interesting to talk about during lunch... Something unusual is that kath's friend join us for lunch.... Probably explained why there is nothing to talk about... we are shy... Well.. something funny happened today... Kath kept the kolopo(crackers) inside the fridge.... When asking her for the reasons... She gave a funny but interesting answer... "I wanted to make it crispy"....  (.")&gt;???? Hmmm... It wouldnt be surprising if she got food poisoning again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115130824275493022?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115130824275493022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115130824275493022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115130824275493022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115130824275493022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/zzzzz_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115123429191491166</id><published>2006-06-25T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:35:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sian lah... Tomorrow monday liao... zzzzz......... Time to buy fake MC.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115123429191491166?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115123429191491166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115123429191491166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115123429191491166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115123429191491166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/sian-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115120498158099630</id><published>2006-06-25T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:35:32.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Topic about 'true friends'......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue from my previous message... what makes a true friend.... Someone that had a good long chat with you that makes you comfortable... Or someone who you everyday meet and hang out with.... Friends tend to be a up and down thing... Truth friends are hard to determine.. Someone who takes real care of you, treating you like good pal may not because of who you are... But due to the fact that you probably being wealthy, good looking, famous or having good family background etc... Well... some may treat you as his good pal because 'he' is in a good mood... During 'his' bad mood, you are forgotten... invisible.. if not... probably getting some harsh word from him... And some treating you as his best friend because you treated him a dinner... who said some 'godly' complimenting words that.... You think... you guys are best pals ever... Unfortunately... to tell you the truth.. it last only for that moment during the free dinner.. Well... there is this cheng yu (huan nan jian zhen qing)..... Only when you face trouble and problem... especially serious cases... you can see the truth of your friends... Showing the strength of friendship... Able to differentiate between average friends, good friends or poor friends... or even worse... Their willingness to help showed all... everything... their hidden personnalities... their 'xu wei' factor being exposed... But if you are ever so lucky... you will finally find your best pal... who did everything to help you... to safe you from trouble that you are in... you being helpless and hopeless... Suddenly granted by a helping hand from somewhere... A hand that gripped so hard... grab you up with just one pull... that preventing you from falling.... Of course the hand was not from god... but.... a friend... a friend you will not forget for the lifetime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115120498158099630?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115120498158099630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115120498158099630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115120498158099630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115120498158099630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/topic-about-true-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115116166883422617</id><published>2006-06-24T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:35:19.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Topic about 'friends'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... recalling back.. Something about friends... which i had been thinking of... Friends that accompany you... Friends that spend even more time than you and your families... Friends that give you hope, make you feel comfortable, make you exist in this world... Around them, you are recognised... Something i dont understand is What makes a best friends.... What makes an average friends... Do people with more friends are happier than those who are not... What makes a friend... Saying a hi or bye to him or her becomes your friend?? or perhaps.... having a conversation more than half an hour suddenly makes you two a friend... a pal... I wonder you guys noticed something which i experienced in every group of close friends... Everytime when you and one of your pal... Just one of them was beside you... probably going home together... You found yourself in such great conversation between the both of you.. Telling one another about other friends personalities among the group or class... saying their 'good' and 'bad'... discussing, giving different views... Enjoying the long nice sweet chat... And then... you think 'he' is your good friend.. even best friend... than came the next day.. when you and your same group of friend come together with your so call good friend among..... Things changed... He dont speak the same way as yesterday... The tone changed... A total different personality... you got joke around... he joined in... not to help you... but laughed... Suprising huh... Shocking.... You sense the lies... the humiliation... I wonder does the deepness of friendship is judge by the way you look, your size, your height, your family background etc... Growing short or fat or being poor will be look down among the friends.... what call friendship huh... Hidden with lies, cruel motive and thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115116166883422617?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115116166883422617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115116166883422617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115116166883422617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115116166883422617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/topic-about-friends-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115115436469293271</id><published>2006-06-24T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:35:01.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So....boring today....been sleeping the whole day. Not tired already still sleep....just only wake up to go toilet then continue to sleep again, this last until 4pm. After that, watch tv, then go online see any mails, no mail, go msn, no one chat with me...nothing to do...what a life... haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115115436469293271?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115115436469293271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115115436469293271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115115436469293271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115115436469293271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115107047622705436</id><published>2006-06-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:56:46.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today Lunch time hot topic....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Today lunch time topic was related to the future... everyone's future... about future marriage... It was quite a debating and interesting chat... with of course.... the gossip queen yan ping and kath , who is responsible for laughing at the table... Anyway... the topic was whether the guys should kneel down when they are proposing for marriage... When asking Professor wula for his view..... he said.... 'i will definitely knelt'.... Those words were so strong from him... without any hesitation... Possesing with great commitment.... You can feel the sincerity in him.... When asking why.... he replied that guys who knelt down..... the marriage usually last eternity... if not longer.... than those who did not... quite true though.... as i heard from somewhere which i couldnt remenber.... those words were familiar.... Well... for me.... erm.... I will.... But... Definitely... choosing the right time, right place to do it... Of course not somewhere pack with people.... like in the mrt train... where the sound of the wheels rubbing the tracks could camouflage your words... And not during a meeting... where your boss is presenting on his future project... Well.. is a joke... quite lame... Anyway... Perhaps i thought the best place is somewhere peaceful... quiet... with a fountain around maybe... a few couple of pigeon flying around or wandering on the grass with an old lady standing infront feeding them with breads... A garden packed with flowers.... couldnt find any other best place than this.... Wula suggested his ideal place is at the beach... which is quite common to my liking... he wanted night time... But three of us giggled and laughed from the comment given by kath... who said that the beach is dark and scary during the night... I am sure you heard many ghost stories about night beaches... Well... there is a few lamp post to give you a slightly blur view of your partner but definitely not enough to light and sparked up the whole area... hmm... althought I did laughed.. but giving another thoughts... it was quite romatic.. actually... with the cool night breeze blowing hard... Why not... For aunty ping... she think that going overseas such as Paries(France) is the best ideal place... With those kind Ah mo (english men) helping you up with the preparation... Suprisingly.... Kath didnt have an idea.. She never thought about marriage.... probably concentrating on Akito and studies first... Hmm... I think is really time to think about it... Time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115107047622705436?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115107047622705436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115107047622705436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115107047622705436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115107047622705436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-lunch-time-hot-topic.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115105311551368768</id><published>2006-06-23T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:34:27.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHee....!! iTS Friday...!! Finally... we had been waiting all this while... Everyone was delighted, looking motivated and possesing with full of enthusiasm in work... Aunty pin first two word when she saw me..... well... it was 'YEAH... friday...' abit childish though... nvm... I was happy too... Rter was looking bright as ever... I am sure not only the four of us who felt that but also the rest of the working staffs who thinks that working is simply 'no life'.... Anyway... Kath is Back.... Glad to see her looking good and healthy.... The curry puff finally let go of her stomach... lol... It was a rainy morning though... what a weather to sleep... Cant understand why it cant just delay a few more days and rain in the morning weekend... Well... it wouldnt happen.. i am sure of that... TOday is a normal day... usual day... We are used to it... The daily routine repeating itself... Go work, go home, sleep, go work, go home, sleep.... And then It coMEs FRIDAY... TIme flying fast as ever... Friday... the Saviour for us... A relief... A day where we finally can escaped from work... But sadly... saturday and sunday do pass real quick.... so better plan your time well... I am sure rter is preparing himself for his bowling competition.. We all hope he wins..!! GO rter... We are such good friends huh... blessing, cheering and encouraging one another when whoever needed support... You may think so... but honestly.... internal motive was to enjoy a free pizza lunch after he had won the prize money... : ) Jia you rter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115105311551368768?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115105311551368768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115105311551368768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115105311551368768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115105311551368768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/whee_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115098120875006142</id><published>2006-06-22T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:58:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;NOticed something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hmmm... You guys noticed something....? Those permanent staffs that are working often look forward for oversea trips.. Earning those precious revenues to have a well enjoyed trip to different country... Is it everyone's dream when entering the working World....? Well... and many spend on 4Ds and toto too... Looking forward to it everyday... Their only daily motivation... Not supriseing though... The only path to success... The only quick and easiest way to get rich.... The only way the people can think of... To get the wealth and pride... To escape from the daily routine of work than home, home than work.... Tired of living in this manner... hoping to strike a fortune one day and escaped from his or her destiny that already thought to be set.... The only hope that they had left.. Opening of business is risky.. Succeed and you get rich... failure will see you applying for bankruptcy... you often noticed many people queuing up for totos and 4Ds... Trying their lucks... When mentioning this to a friend of mine.... My friend, jin chuan(not his real name)..... always tell me this... you mai you xi wang, mei mai mei xi wang... (Got buy got hope... no buy no hope... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115098120875006142?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115098120875006142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115098120875006142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115098120875006142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115098120875006142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/noticed-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115097948003737106</id><published>2006-06-22T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:33:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;One of our hot topic between Wula and me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... this topic is about relationships.... Who suffered most when a couple break.... The guy or the girl....??? this question is a interesting one.... of course.... 90 percent of the parents will vote for the girls... Definitely.. you should know why... Cause relationship do involved body "contaction"... Somehow... wula and I disagreed... Not because both of us had experienced this sort of things before.... but because of friend's influence... Their influence that changed our mind... our thinking... Well... Yes... Most girls do suffered because of 'that'..... Their bodies are precious to them... Guy wouldnt have care.... unless otherwise (sisi).... Many think this way.... that girls suffers... is probably because it is a so call an external fact... you can see it... Its obvious and clear ... vividly shown... easily known... Honestly... Internal facts that we heard are more cruel and heartless though... Guys that nearly spend their asserts on the girls.. Getting in return a wedding invitation of she and xxxxx..... who is definitely not him... So cruel huh.... I believed that girls are getting quite cunning nowadays... compared to the past... With hell lot more motives in them... Well... of course.. not all girls are like that.. Guys just have to look sharper and deeper in finding the right ones... and not fall for beauty... "Looks can be deceiving..." which my ah ma(grandma) always tell me... Anyway... Love someone with the word 'beauty' in the heart that last for a lifetime and not someone only with the word 'beauty' on the face which definitely will be washed away one day.. probably getting older... And thats why i chose Nan!!! Whee...!! Yucks!!! Erxin.... sorry... Love sickness suddenly came back... zzzzz.... shou bu liao... Cant stand myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115097948003737106?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115097948003737106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115097948003737106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115097948003737106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115097948003737106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-of-our-hot-topic-between-wula-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115095687224276211</id><published>2006-06-22T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:33:38.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOKING FORWARD TO FRIDAY :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115095687224276211?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115095687224276211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115095687224276211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115095687224276211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115095687224276211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/looking-forward-to-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115095227624033055</id><published>2006-06-22T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:33:26.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa... today thursday liao... Finally....! I am sure everyone is planning for their weekend.... Hmm.... Anyway.. today Kath is sick again... Just went home... So ke lian... She got a terrible stomach upset.. Probably because the two day old curry puff still hanging around in her stomach... Today is a glum and moody day.. There is not much things to talk about during lunch time... It was a quiet and peaceful meal... Wonder what has happen to everyone... No enthusiasm in the conversation... The only sound that i heard was the chewing of food in the mouth... Perhaps... it was due to the kath's incident... that caused the silence.. maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115095227624033055?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115095227624033055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115095227624033055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115095227624033055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115095227624033055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/wa.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115088231927841902</id><published>2006-06-21T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:33:11.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today lunCH time topic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa... Shock.... Kath and yan ping had a rapid recovery from sickness... Only took one day mc... Stun.... For me... BOld liao... Take leave till Monday... :) Anyway... they look good today... but kath still abit sick... Feeling like volmitting during lunch... Guess why she is sick.... Eating two days old curry puff.... lol... FOod poisoning... Yanping got a flu and a sore throat but that was usual of her... only unusual is that she got a serious one yesterday.... Kath couldnt finish her rice today... Thus... Yan ping see this as a opportunity to take revenge... Recalling back about the 'african children' commented by Professor wula with kath joining him on the debate a fortnight ago.... which really pissed Aunty ping off... lol... Therefore... seeing such rare situation where kath didnt finished her food for the first time... Aunty ping will not miss this chance... the chance to fight back.. to gain her pride back... to reVeNge...!! Well... we all gestured an accused finger on helpless kath.. who felt guilty... guilty of not finishing the food... Although she did well to stuff up the chicken... But there was still the rice that may cause a hell lot of problem... Yan ping was giggling and laughing away at her.... Teasing her about the 'african children topic' that was used on her once by kath now become the other way round... Aunty ping felt the satisfaction... the satisfaction of kath finally learning that forcing herself to eat is an awful decision to take.. I tried to stop the conflicts by coming out with a solution... A solution where professor wula will eat the rice that had left... As i felt that the person who first started and created this topic 'african children' that caused the chaotic debate shall stop the arguements... Well.. of course.. wula didnt eat it... And when this words were asked 'want any drinks' from wula... it was enough to change the topic... A sight of relief from him.... from kath too... Anyway.. there was no any hard feelings.. It was all craps and jokes.... Everyone knew.... as always for every lunch hour.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115088231927841902?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115088231927841902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115088231927841902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115088231927841902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115088231927841902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-lunch-time-topic.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115080797820935369</id><published>2006-06-20T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:26:33.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to let you know kath...... CHIP missed you....!! he so lonely today... Hope you faster recover.... He is waiting..... :) Anyway... He had a fight with Ronnie today as he tried to lift him up with his armpit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115080797820935369?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115080797820935369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115080797820935369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115080797820935369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115080797820935369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-to-let-you-know-kath.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115079506249030675</id><published>2006-06-20T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:32:45.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today private lunch talk..... (Main character---&gt; professor wula)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... due to the fact that the two pals are sick..... I am sitting face to face with professor Wula during lunch.... A very rare sight indeed.... Without gossip queen Yan ping and adviser Kath... the conversation was quite a formal and serious one... although the topic is abit unrealistic..... but still logical... Today's topic is about life, past life, future life, the mysteries of outer space, belief of different religion, the true fact about life and death.... Wonder how many of you are puzzled and keep pothering about what life actually is... why you are here... where will u go when u die... Does the word 'reincarnate' exist... Do human really reincarnate after they die... or we are just some cells that decayed and rot after our death... Indeed... this was so far logical and realistic based on human's brilliance in scientific knowledge explaination... These questions, mysteries are always unanswered.... No one can ever know the facts... although plausible explaination do exist from experts.. but still leaving many inqueries behind... Wula and I had a wonderful conversation... with both of us giving different views... Wula believes that everyone's destiny is set... Is unchangeable... he stated that things are meant to be the way it is from the very first day when we are born.... He also believes that there is aliens from other planets... Explaining the facts about the size of the entire universe that may stretch for eternity... with unexplored planet... unexplored materials... and so... even undiscovered space microbes... What was interesting of one of his believes is that.... he felt that he is the only one living in the world... we the human are unreal... Everything is like an illusion... The whole life is like a game... A game... Well... you may think he had played too much game... or being affected by the media... But... i do agree with him... as i do think of that too.... Anyway... talking about the past about dinosaurs... we both joked about it... Mentioning that archeologist who assumed those that are fierce, meat hungry eater dinosaurs may not matched its real actual behaviour... Coming to the World mysteries... the famous crop circle was brought up.... The crop circle that many people believed are made by the UFO spaceship that hangs around in the night.... We disagreed... and felt that the crop circle was the country's own doing... Commercial and tourism purposes??? maybe..... maybe not.... The last thing being dicussed was the burning of incense... Do the dead really recieved the items that were burnt.... or using scientific explaination.... It just turned into carbon dioxide and ashes.. Is this true... or it is just because one person started it and the method being passed down generation by generation... Wula explained that it was because when human die, 'burning' is used on the corpse... therefore 'burning' is the only way to transfer and contact... Well... we had a good long conversation.. with both of us commiting and giving our views.. It was like a mission.... a mysteries to solve.... dedicated to find an answer.... felt the compassion of finding... Unfortunately.... after the long talks.... Its back to usual life... work than home... home than work... forgoting almost what we said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115079506249030675?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115079506249030675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115079506249030675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115079506249030675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115079506249030675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/professor-wula-hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115078157446744261</id><published>2006-06-20T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:32:32.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Opps.... Aunty ping is sick... went home liao... Guilty liao.. say her... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115078157446744261?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115078157446744261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115078157446744261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115078157446744261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115078157446744261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/opps.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115077712315596124</id><published>2006-06-20T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:32:13.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee...! today is tuesday... three more days to friday... counting down... This morning raining quite heavily... Nice scene you have when you watch from inside the bus... The window screen drenched with rain dripping down in a trellis pattern... Definitely the one that having a shed and shelter would enjoyed the magnificent view... But unlucky ones that stuck in the middle of the road....... well...... too bad..... Hmmm.... anyway... the weather is extremely cold... Aunty ping and her friend Lala(maybe spell wrongly) was wearing a jacket... Their pale looks remind me of someone who had stuck in antartica for a while... Living in an isolated Igloo... Choropy's kath was sick today... as well as Aunty ping... Kath didnt came for work... The quite unusual aunty ping did... Hardworking huh... But for most people... same comment... same remarks... Nah... she is stupid... got MC dont take... Well... she look quite ok to me... Watching her stuffing potato chips into her mouth was enough to reassure anyone... Hmm.. wonder hows kath... maybe she will come for work later... who knows... the only one among us with the most positive attitute towards work... Just puzzled by the fact that akito expertise do get sick... lol... Zzzzz... Kao.... is 12.11 liao... I and professor wula are waiting for someone(dont want to say name) for lunch... Thats why i am writing this blog now... Spending the 'waiting' time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115077712315596124?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115077712315596124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115077712315596124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115077712315596124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115077712315596124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115070865076724922</id><published>2006-06-19T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:31:57.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today hot topic during crapping lunch hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started talking about this guy, Peter(not his real name) from our lecture class going stead with this girl, Mary(not her real name).... Kathlene who is Mary good friend could not understand why someone will fall for Mary... of course.. her good friend knowing her real actual personality.... however, that was not the reason which bring up the curiosity and perplexity in Kath's mind... but the fact that Mary had just broken up with his ex, and finding a new one in just a couple of days time.... It was assumed that Mary and his stead had been together for 3 long years... Mary's ex-stead who love her more than anything else getting hurt was what Kath been opposing of and debating on.... Who could ever be so cruel.... Forgeting a 3 long years relationship in just a few second.... Well... It is due to the susceptibility of the human's frail heart... Always unsatisfied... going for perfection is the main thing in mind that blinded us a few second... days.... even months... even for eternity... But for those who realised that they had been wronged, regretted, hope to start over again... they opened their eyes and saw nothing left... The 'train' had left.... There is no way back... Looking around... there is only small little trace left behind marked on the ground... Trace of mistrust, tears, cruelties, lies and a small piece of fragment of a human heart, which was once filled with joy and love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115070865076724922?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115070865076724922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115070865076724922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115070865076724922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115070865076724922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-hot-topic-during-crapping-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115069568570646481</id><published>2006-06-19T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:31:41.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The (knowing our office staff) message is being edited... I forgot two person... Raja and wan zhan... Just realised today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115069568570646481?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115069568570646481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115069568570646481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115069568570646481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115069568570646481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/knowing-our-office-staff-message-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115068873518010153</id><published>2006-06-19T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:31:26.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo guys... is Monday morNing...! just to cheer everyone up... hm.... today the morning bus is so quiet... Using my both hands is more than enough to count the number of people in the bus.. Cant believe the University students occupied half of the workforce in ICES.... The Company look rather grim without the noise and laughter made by them... Well.... for me... to rephrase... The company look rather grim without my dream girl around... Another erxin sentence.... nvm.... Lets forget the past... Anyway... Kathlene bring chip today... I knew this day will come.. where dale, accumulating enough dust to transform and mutate into his best pal, chip... Hmm... looks like Choropy is out of favorite for now... With chip and dale caughting the headline... Especially with his unrepaired eyeball.... Lefting behind untouch in a corner tethering with sponge bog is somehow not suprising... Wa... going to be lunch time soon... FInally... Poor Arthur... after complaining that he has nothing to do for the past few weeks... has been noticed by Dories... who give him quite a few tasks to do today... Hm.... life is always like that... When there is nothing given, there is absolute nothing given.... But when there is something given, the thing usually come in hundred... at one go... Hm... anyway... dont have to fill happy for him if u think that he finally have something to write in his report... Guess what.... The format for the task has the two word 'manual work'... Indeed, he has something to write in the report... well... using the word 'extend' rather than write is apparently more appropriate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115068873518010153?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115068873518010153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115068873518010153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115068873518010153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115068873518010153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/yo-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115068607490609692</id><published>2006-06-19T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:01:14.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zzzzz.... you want us to write name...? NO WAY..... I write those message so ErXIn.... About love love thing... so pa seh.... Better not lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115068607490609692?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115068607490609692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115068607490609692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115068607490609692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115068607490609692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/zzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115067942003294729</id><published>2006-06-19T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:31:08.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. the time tingy had been settled... cheers! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115067942003294729?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115067942003294729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115067942003294729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115067942003294729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115067942003294729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28762667.post-115064414795295542</id><published>2006-06-18T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:22:27.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ppl, can you all please write your name below every post so we know who wrote that. Even Keroppi and Dale have the guts to write their name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chip&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28762667-115064414795295542?l=theicesdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115064414795295542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28762667&amp;postID=115064414795295542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115064414795295542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28762667/posts/default/115064414795295542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theicesdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-ppl-can-you-all-please-write-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Carpenter Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15768195963178532618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
