<?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-6652528</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:47:55.574+09:30</updated><title type='text'>today never happened.</title><subtitle type='html'>deny yesterday</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>638</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114286154471990333</id><published>2006-03-21T00:01:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:02:24.750+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, i have moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lith.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;lith's new space&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114286154471990333?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114286154471990333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114286154471990333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114286154471990333' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114272790626856665</id><published>2006-03-19T10:50:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-19T10:55:06.280+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small lil' party wif wine and beer.&lt;br /&gt;yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say, i ate too much.&lt;br /&gt;coz i feel really fat today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i cut my fren's hair yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;funfun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114272790626856665?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114272790626856665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114272790626856665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114272790626856665' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114260807449927774</id><published>2006-03-18T01:20:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:40:39.966+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, &lt;em&gt;l'amore conta&lt;/em&gt; plays on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love generation&lt;/em&gt; heard in shops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back into the life in adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's changed. dynamics, people all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still am adapting.&lt;br /&gt;coz physically, i wish i was in europe.&lt;br /&gt;mentally, i am wif my parents in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;and in general, i still havent really exactly settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i havent move into my part of house yet.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;space.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114260807449927774?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114260807449927774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114260807449927774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114260807449927774' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114254975285115234</id><published>2006-03-17T09:25:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:25:52.863+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>own space!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how am i going to get the bulk of my stuff in here???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114254975285115234?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114254975285115234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114254975285115234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114254975285115234' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114224780786427489</id><published>2006-03-13T21:27:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:33:27.876+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;VEGE-QUARIAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; starts with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with today, i am pronouncing myself an official vege-quarian.&lt;br /&gt;one which i haf been putting thoughts on but never ever really put my actions to.&lt;br /&gt;so... monday it is... and i only &lt;u&gt;eat vegetables and things from the sea.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris asked &lt;strong&gt;what my aim is&lt;/strong&gt; in trying to do this...&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, something knocked in my head,&lt;br /&gt;and i thought, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING TO PUT ACTIONS INTO MY WORDS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i often say, but i don't often do...&lt;br /&gt;so perhaps, it is my resolution to do so tis year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my next aim, is to get a bike and ride to uni.&lt;br /&gt;guess i have been putting tat off for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will push off another on my "all words no action" list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this way, i might inject a bit more life into me.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, &lt;strong&gt;if not now, then when?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114224780786427489?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114224780786427489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114224780786427489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114224780786427489' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114206755876457653</id><published>2006-03-11T19:28:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-11T19:29:18.776+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>house party thursday/friday/saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrm, my landlord aka lecturer is leaving thurs.&lt;br /&gt;tat calls for some kinda celebration.&lt;br /&gt;since i really need my own space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;and i need my internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which kinda explains why i havent really been online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114206755876457653?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114206755876457653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114206755876457653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114206755876457653' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114157148884606265</id><published>2006-03-06T01:40:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-06T01:41:28.996+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it pisses me off... when i get fucking idiotic group mates who jus wanna go home all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time getting away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;spending some quality time wif 2 of my fav frens...&lt;br /&gt;christine and katrine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really sweet oz gers i swear by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i jus wanna go home and get some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114157148884606265?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114157148884606265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114157148884606265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114157148884606265' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114144613044511473</id><published>2006-03-04T14:49:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:52:10.460+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hrm, internet at home is supposedly activated.&lt;br /&gt;ADSL2.&lt;br /&gt;but hrm, i am hardly home nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only the first week of uni. &lt;br /&gt;i only haf 2 hrs of slp last nite.&lt;br /&gt;i am so extremely tired.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/P3020285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/P3020285.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adelaide by 8pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114144613044511473?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114144613044511473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114144613044511473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114144613044511473' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114116806873807154</id><published>2006-03-01T09:32:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:37:48.750+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blardy fucking landlord aka my lecturer is getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;MY GOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot understand how she can push my limits so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite, she asked chris to get out of the room at midnite coz she wanted to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and she noes we are &lt;u&gt;ARCHITECTURE STUDENTS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how much longer i will take her before i explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, im in the comp room trying to get something fixed.&lt;br /&gt;and this blardy computer help old Man is fucking getting onto my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;trust him to say "patience" and it was only after 5 times before i tried to ask him for help.&lt;br /&gt;fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear today's not my day.&lt;br /&gt;and i think they ought to noe that even though i respect old people, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they shouldn't try to be funny with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114116806873807154?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114116806873807154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114116806873807154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114116806873807154' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114104549164069835</id><published>2006-02-27T23:32:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:36:52.580+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of uni -  i told myself not to bring smokes so i won't haf a &lt;u&gt;bad start.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of uni - i already took 5 sticks. (out of which 2 was given by a fren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of uni -  i ended up in a group with a ger i totally detest doing group work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of uni -  i haf no blardy idea on wat to do for my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of uni - i am stuck at a fren's place doing group work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i really dunno how i am going to live thru' 2006.&lt;br /&gt;but, at least, i had a great laugh about my housemate with whom im sharing a room with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz he jammed the car brakes when tis enormous spider drop onto his car windscreen.&lt;br /&gt;his reaction was so big, that it's so fucking funny.&lt;br /&gt;now, if only, i can be &lt;strong&gt;more inspired&lt;/strong&gt; at school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114104549164069835?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114104549164069835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114104549164069835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114104549164069835' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114101507167001824</id><published>2006-02-27T15:07:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-27T15:07:51.680+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of uni and i am bloody HATING it.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114101507167001824?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114101507167001824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114101507167001824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114101507167001824' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114066724816775216</id><published>2006-02-23T14:29:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-23T14:30:48.180+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. im feeling &lt;u&gt;disorientated&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life has definitely changed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i see now, i dun see before.&lt;br /&gt;and i no longer noe who i am anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114066724816775216?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114066724816775216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114066724816775216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114066724816775216' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114042591054430747</id><published>2006-02-20T19:26:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:28:30.556+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;i jus detest packing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my routine - pack - unpack.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problem is, i haf winter clothes and my bloody heavy portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;i jus hope SQ haf a&lt;strong&gt; nice counter ger&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;coz i need 5 more kg of allowance&lt;br /&gt;hrm, maybe 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crossing my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u noe... it jus gets harder to leave my parents as the years past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114042591054430747?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114042591054430747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114042591054430747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114042591054430747' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114036052882543390</id><published>2006-02-20T00:43:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-20T01:18:50.716+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life in singapore is gonna be on halt for another couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;tom nite im flying off... &lt;strong&gt;back to aussieland&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really fast. zoom in zoom out.&lt;br /&gt;probably it was coz of my wrk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday came and gone. sat came and gone.&lt;br /&gt;and sunday is gonna be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;im gonna miss my parents heaps.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that it has been an awful couple of months with so many things happening.&lt;br /&gt;my tears fell, my heart broke, my life in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;im just hoping tis trip back will bring me together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope i find a new light, a new beginning, a new reason to fight&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for boxing class to begin again, drinks with new and old frens.&lt;br /&gt;felicity, katrine, christine, adamo, sorana, pen and all those who had been really cool.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, chris my pal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heaps of tings to deal wif when i get back.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess, its another couple of weeks before i settle in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, u wonder if living in so many countries is really tat tiring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114036052882543390?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114036052882543390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114036052882543390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114036052882543390' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114024249084860485</id><published>2006-02-18T16:30:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-18T16:31:30.863+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;few drinks too many.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired and zonked.&lt;br /&gt;and i broke someone's thumb?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114024249084860485?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114024249084860485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114024249084860485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114024249084860485' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114014994205686211</id><published>2006-02-17T13:45:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:10:15.783+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day at wrk.&lt;br /&gt;3 days left before i fly.&lt;br /&gt;last min errands.&lt;br /&gt;drinks wif frens.&lt;br /&gt;time wif parents.&lt;br /&gt;movie wif 16yrold cousin &amp; her bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sweetie colleague bought me tis yummy meiji chocs.&lt;br /&gt;love her to bits.&lt;br /&gt;she made working life so good at guz coz of the laughter we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad shared his &lt;em&gt;childhood memory&lt;/em&gt; wif me.&lt;br /&gt;about how he climbed this bridge we were driving past when he was young...&lt;br /&gt;when my grandpa was at wrk hatching chickens and ducks from eggs...&lt;br /&gt;it was jus so sweet. and it put a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;coz tis is the first time he told me about something he did when he was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114014994205686211?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114014994205686211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114014994205686211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114014994205686211' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114002760105822674</id><published>2006-02-16T04:48:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:50:01.073+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/missed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/missed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all i know. this is paris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114002760105822674?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114002760105822674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114002760105822674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114002760105822674' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-114002300289972594</id><published>2006-02-16T03:23:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-16T03:33:22.953+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taking a good half day off work tom morning.&lt;br /&gt;which means, errands to run, things to be done and the mad rush to try find the book by &lt;U&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANNIE PROULX: CLOSE RANGE - WYOMING STORIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that i have a funny danish colleague?&lt;br /&gt;and my sweet malay colleague @ work?&lt;br /&gt;friday they haf mentioned &lt;em&gt;LUNCH &lt;strong&gt;together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; coz it's my last day.&lt;br /&gt;for some, it mite be good riddance, for others, they mite miss me.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, i am just &lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER&lt;/strong&gt; intern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought the danish out for some shopping &amp; she was real nice &amp; all princessy.&lt;br /&gt;pity that it's her first week @ work and my last week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with my junior who's now a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;she cracks me up since we were 14. and now, she's a TEACHER.&lt;br /&gt;*laffs*&lt;br /&gt;and she telling me that another ger from TKGS used to haf a crush on me...&lt;br /&gt;i nearly &lt;u&gt;FLIPPED.&lt;/u&gt; like. erm, dork aka dog during TK time... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what idiot would like me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;strong&gt;so trying&lt;/strong&gt; to balance my time between my parents and meeting up with people.&lt;br /&gt;haven't had got much time left and there is just too much to do.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw NASRI! today.&lt;br /&gt;i realised how much i have missed him and it shits me that i haven't tried to keep in contact. &lt;br /&gt;my other dearest gay boi i adore. &lt;br /&gt;it's funny how we send regards thru' william but it's jus so hard sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's thursday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-114002300289972594?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114002300289972594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/114002300289972594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114002300289972594' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113990731260966730</id><published>2006-02-14T18:59:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-14T19:25:12.686+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i mention &lt;u&gt;how much i loved &lt;strong&gt;BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tink i mite go back to adelaide and watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;then there is &lt;strong&gt;casanova&lt;/strong&gt;. beautiful venezia.&lt;br /&gt;wanna be brought back to my november last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many tings to do and im jus considering taking half a day off work one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate packing to go back to aussie.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113990731260966730?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113990731260966730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113990731260966730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113990731260966730' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113984384128688847</id><published>2006-02-14T01:39:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:49:44.500+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/37/97396965_f5c5af3cdd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COFFEE COATED JEANS &amp; UNDERWEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess &lt;u&gt;i am the freak show.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, there was the water bomb that fell onto me when i was sitting underneath a block in adelaide whilst having coffee...&lt;br /&gt;then, today, i was stirring my KOPI-PENG when the glass broke directly in half, &lt;br /&gt;spilling kopi onto my jeans and soaked my underwear.&lt;br /&gt;*laffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, i cannot imagine how crazy i must haf looked in the coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;instead, i just stared at the cup... and sat there, &lt;strong&gt;STUNNED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above, are the beautiful pinnochios i fell in love with in firenze.&lt;br /&gt;i miss europe *pouts* &lt;br /&gt;keep thinkin abt the day i was walking along that stretch down milan towards the train station... on my last day in italy...&lt;br /&gt;after a couple of drinks down at &lt;em&gt;10 corso como&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it had made such an impression on me. so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(REALITY KNOCKS*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf a new colleague intern at work today.&lt;br /&gt;she has no experience watsoever but she's a damn cool ger.&lt;br /&gt;she's from DENMARK!&lt;br /&gt;so sad, since its my last week at work but reckon, ill get her out for drinks wif me and my frens on friday... if nothing goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaz, real real tired.&lt;br /&gt;to bed, to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i jus hate times where im rushing to get things done before i go back to aussie coz i can hardly breathe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113984384128688847?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113984384128688847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113984384128688847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113984384128688847' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113945969297096086</id><published>2006-02-09T15:04:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:04:52.970+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"How much time is all the time in the world? That rather depends on which particular world we are talking about. We live in a world where time is forever marching on and running out. One point, though, on which all scientists are agreed, is that &lt;strong&gt;time is relative and illusory&lt;/strong&gt;. Ultimately, it doesn't really exist. If that's so, why must we all take it so seriously. You haven't got all the time in the world. But you have got enough time to change your own world so that you can start living through some much better times."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- quoted from saggitarius reading from bubble.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113945969297096086?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113945969297096086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113945969297096086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113945969297096086' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113945918905486972</id><published>2006-02-09T14:41:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-09T14:56:29.110+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>very &lt;u&gt;extremely bored&lt;/u&gt; @ work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been jus running thru my flickr, &lt;br /&gt;scanning my pics (finally printed all my fotos off europe!)&lt;br /&gt;cost me a blardy 280 bucks for 22 rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(NOTE TO SELF: save for a digital SLR)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alwaz cant bear the thought of losing my film but it's costing the bulk outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch my parents sing @ their karaoke class yester.&lt;br /&gt;was half amused but &lt;strong&gt;very proud&lt;/strong&gt; of my parents.&lt;br /&gt;im sure they were glad i came, afterall, i haf alwaz wanted to see them sing in front of an audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the session, i was totally necked.&lt;br /&gt;and last nite, i slept so soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/97396968_2b0a2b2038.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113945918905486972?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113945918905486972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113945918905486972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113945918905486972' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113941004059444226</id><published>2006-02-09T01:03:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:17:20.683+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/PC190290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/PC190290.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna scream in the tunnel again. &lt;br /&gt;hopefully, we will be able to scream "BONJOUR, CIAO, BUORNGIORNO..." again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113941004059444226?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113941004059444226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113941004059444226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113941004059444226' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113932296512266543</id><published>2006-02-08T01:05:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:06:05.136+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Dear Fridae Users,&lt;br /&gt;Fridae.com is under maintenance. We hope you'll be patient while we wait for the &lt;strong&gt;nice cute butch&lt;/strong&gt; technician to finish his work. In the meantime, you're welcome to come over and watch him work if you want!&lt;br /&gt;See you later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Fridae "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can i say, i think i jus kena asked by uncle if i had any gfs.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113932296512266543?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113932296512266543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113932296512266543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113932296512266543' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113928820939265977</id><published>2006-02-07T15:21:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:26:49.413+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 odd more week before i get out of my routine work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jitters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about returning to adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ wrk, i look forward to my lunch break which commences in ard 10mins time.&lt;br /&gt;after my lunch break, i look forward to going home.&lt;br /&gt;of course, not forgetting the non-stop yawning session in da car wif my dad tis morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, im not anticipating too much in 2006...&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will be an easy year to get by...&lt;br /&gt;kinda wan it over before it even began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my final year in architecture.&lt;br /&gt;possibly my final year in &lt;s&gt;life?&lt;/s&gt; my study life i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been feeling weird.&lt;br /&gt;and after all these that happened, i do not know what to think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and i know it will be a &lt;strong&gt;long hard road ahead&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;definitely a long journey that i hope i can overcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113928820939265977?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113928820939265977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113928820939265977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113928820939265977' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113923074057131031</id><published>2006-02-06T23:12:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-06T23:29:00.613+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;and so it is monday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;n im missing my family alreadi...&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alwaz haf a ting abt missing tings/ people before i leave.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant believe time flies so fast.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my heart can be stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Passion makes a person stop eating, sleeping, working, feeling at peace.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people are &lt;u&gt;frightened&lt;/u&gt; because, when it appears, it &lt;u&gt;demolishes all the old things it finds in its path.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants their life thrown into chaos. &lt;br /&gt;That is why a lot of people keep that threat under control, and are somehow capable of sustaining a house or a structure that is already rotten. &lt;br /&gt;They are the engineers of the superseded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people think exactly the opposite:&lt;br /&gt;they surrender themselves without a second thought, &lt;u&gt;hoping to find in passion the solutions to all their problems.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make the other person responsible for their happiness and blame them for their possible unhappiness. &lt;br /&gt;They are either euphoric because something marvellous has happened or depressed because something unexpected has just ruined everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it - which of these 2 attitudes is the least destructive?&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven minutes - Paulo Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113923074057131031?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113923074057131031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113923074057131031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113923074057131031' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113902589601634079</id><published>2006-02-04T14:31:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-04T14:34:56.030+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remember the loss/ hurt &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; was feeling when i first met her...&lt;br /&gt;and now, &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; too has left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is with such great sadness that i couldn't attend the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;it is with helpless-ness that i ain't able to see her for the last time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure the boys missed her and are hurting ever so badly...&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i could be there...&lt;br /&gt;i just wish their wounds could be healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am so sorry&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113902589601634079?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113902589601634079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113902589601634079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113902589601634079' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113897498402531987</id><published>2006-02-03T23:54:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-04T02:39:32.153+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope &lt;strong&gt;time will heal&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113897498402531987?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113897498402531987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113897498402531987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113897498402531987' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113890150419035684</id><published>2006-02-03T04:00:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-03T04:01:44.213+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder if running away is the answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113890150419035684?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113890150419035684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113890150419035684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113890150419035684' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113885360257749957</id><published>2006-02-02T14:41:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-02T14:47:10.383+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do u do when u feel at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;at times, u feel like breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, u feel like ur in a trance.&lt;br /&gt;at times, u even think of it as a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will this bad dream ever go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i had a dream last nite. that i was awake in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;so i had a dream of me being awake and tot i was dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what it was anymore. but i felt like crap.&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up feeling more like crap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113885360257749957?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113885360257749957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113885360257749957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113885360257749957' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113884787189709262</id><published>2006-02-02T13:06:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-02T13:07:51.913+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog has a name "&lt;strong&gt;TODAY NEVER HAPPENED&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wished maybe today shouldn't have happened.&lt;br /&gt;the day has not even started and i feel like the world has continued to crash down upon my dearest fren, chris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113884787189709262?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113884787189709262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113884787189709262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113884787189709262' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113878767411555182</id><published>2006-02-01T20:07:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:39:41.916+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there and back. &lt;br /&gt;i wasted 2 hours, trying to go out and swim...&lt;br /&gt;only finding the stupid swimming pool is still closed. (still renovating after a few years!)&lt;br /&gt;and tried to find my way to another pool (only to get lost)&lt;br /&gt;and so, i bought some kuey to come home and eat. (&lt;em&gt;FATFATFAT&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;what a &lt;strong&gt;'FRUITFUL'&lt;/strong&gt; day! grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;"what's left to say with all that's come and gone"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;till the clouds clear - lamb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, so many thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;the song reminds me of my time in europe...&lt;br /&gt;the many songs still play on my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;i missed the feeling of enjoying new sights,&lt;br /&gt;trying to make people understand you...&lt;br /&gt;talking to strangers, staring at beautiful eyes,&lt;br /&gt;glancing at monumental beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i loved every bit of europe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i had said, it didn't turn out as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;magical&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as i thought it would.&lt;br /&gt;the journey which totally exhausted and tire me out,&lt;br /&gt;had also made me mesmerised with the beauties i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could turn back time and make time stop.&lt;br /&gt;i want to haf my 'roadside' stall food...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna bring my parents too.&lt;br /&gt;coz i remember what my dad said last nite...&lt;br /&gt;that if he won lottery, he will go around the world.&lt;br /&gt;and i would die to bring him anywhere together with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want them to see the world i see.&lt;br /&gt;i want them to love the way i love my travels.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though, i mite be the &lt;em&gt;'2nd citizen' &lt;/em&gt;there elsewhere,&lt;br /&gt;u will never understand the feeling i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/PB200123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/PB200123.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113878767411555182?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113878767411555182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113878767411555182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113878767411555182' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113872145489292178</id><published>2006-02-01T01:49:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-02-01T02:02:32.656+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kingsofconvenience.com"&gt;KINGS OF CONVENIENCE!&lt;/a&gt; is coming to singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;mosaic music festival at the esplanade i tink... so pple, trust me... &lt;br /&gt;it's a blardy cool norwegian band...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another missed opportunity&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;reckon im very much into going for gigs and concerts recently.&lt;br /&gt;U2... another band which i really wanna try make it in adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;coldplay had kickstarted my want to watch great bands play... and so far,&lt;br /&gt;i had missed on OASIS and now, KINGS OF CONVENIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite was great fun @ PAUL VAN DYK spin @ zouk.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting about me getting a lil' high and doing &lt;em&gt;unforgivable&lt;/em&gt; tings...&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but knowing me,&lt;br /&gt;i can only say, im in for the fun, at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;life is short and i am definitely not looking.&lt;br /&gt;i can't say for how long but i noe at least for tis year, im gonna stay out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw cutesy gers from past... that knock on the cheekbone, and that cute cap i saw another one in. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had heaps of fun all thanks to the fellow party-goers...&lt;br /&gt;jan, cat, cw, winnie, mel, carol, thomas...blarblar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reckon tat sld be my final major party for tis trip back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to rest, &lt;em&gt;tis old soul of mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;can't believe the public hols are over...&lt;br /&gt;grrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113872145489292178?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113872145489292178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113872145489292178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113872145489292178' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113861070058451680</id><published>2006-01-30T19:09:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:19:05.390+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whilst rearranging my europe digital fotos,&lt;br /&gt;i came to realisation that we, people desperately hang on to whatever &lt;strong&gt;little details&lt;/strong&gt; we have left of our adventures, of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;good memories, bad memories, or some event that had happened, that you wish you could turn back time and stay in that moment &lt;u&gt;forever.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it can't be done, we try to put them down in songs, in photos, in words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is life to me? or even to you?&lt;br /&gt;have you ever asked yourself, why you were even born into this world?&lt;br /&gt;issit becoz ur parents decided to haf a new responsibility in life?&lt;br /&gt;issit coz it's the RIGHT thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, &lt;strong&gt;what is your life about&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;issit about learning, about living? about fun? about love, about work... &lt;br /&gt;what about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we live it for ourselves or for our parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never seem to be able to come up with an answer.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if i can even answer it in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i continue my rants about life and death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i hold on to moments of my life, desperately trying to not let the small little sandy bits fall out...&lt;br /&gt;i hang on, for i want to &lt;strong&gt;feel that moment &lt;/strong&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;i hold on, for i want to feel alive, again.&lt;br /&gt;i grip tight for i am afraid, ill never feel that way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all &lt;strong&gt;live for the moment&lt;/strong&gt;... or at least, i tink i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but when the moment dies, what is next&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113861070058451680?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;jus what am i thinking when i was riding for 1/2 hour today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what my mum said rings in my ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come up to meet you, tell you im sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets&lt;br /&gt;And ask me your questions &lt;br /&gt;Oh let's go back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Coming up tails&lt;br /&gt;Heads on a silence apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing &lt;br /&gt;At numbers and figures&lt;br /&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science&lt;br /&gt;Science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me &lt;br /&gt;Come back and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I rush to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Chasing our tails&lt;br /&gt;Coming back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SCIENTIST - COLDPLAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113860444044440318?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113860444044440318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113860444044440318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113860444044440318' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113855040912286989</id><published>2006-01-30T02:24:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-30T02:30:09.136+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'dance that dance for me carmen.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- blardy hot bod! argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/checkherbod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/checkherbod.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a gf like shane. &lt;br /&gt;'i dig singlet and that boyish underwear.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/my%20bnabe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/my%20bnabe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dig tis new ger - daniela sea aka moira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'charm that ooze'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/moira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/moira.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113855040912286989?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113855040912286989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113855040912286989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113855040912286989' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113846545643381264</id><published>2006-01-29T02:39:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-29T02:54:16.506+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt; to everyone i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite surreal about it all.&lt;br /&gt;i am jus really wishing for the best for 2006.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this would be a new start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where life is renewed and everyone starts afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just hoping for a good start, a good year.&lt;br /&gt;nothing more nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;i wish everything would jus be simple and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am not askin for too much tis year.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna lead a &lt;u&gt;simple simple&lt;/u&gt; life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a happy and healthy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(hopefully the cigarettes mite go. haha.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113846545643381264?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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abroad, if ill ever miss all these.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if things will be the same many years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to clean my room but not doing so.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113843303055065070?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113843303055065070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113843303055065070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113843303055065070' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113835507914372755</id><published>2006-01-27T19:28:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-27T20:14:39.816+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that yifen(my ex canoeing partner) had given birth &amp; had gotten back into the canoe,&lt;br /&gt;wanting us to compete again.&lt;br /&gt;all i can recall is that, i had came back from somewhere (maybe overseas) and was dragged onto the double canoe... (somehow it was filled wif water!)&lt;br /&gt;all i did was canoe-ed, all my strokes remembered and the strength back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;we were the machines, we were the winners,&lt;/u&gt; even without training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were the legend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot remember the rest but winning was a sensation.&lt;br /&gt;being back on the boat with yifen, was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i wish i could turn back time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wat i saw was a future tense with a backward history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;and im curious with tarot reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113835507914372755?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113835507914372755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113835507914372755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113835507914372755' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113834588987115376</id><published>2006-01-27T15:20:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-27T18:01:19.303+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;u&gt;bebe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year of the dog is going to be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;my dog, &lt;strong&gt;bebe&lt;/strong&gt;, stays in the cage for most of the time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;she is 7 years old already.&lt;br /&gt;and of all times, she's got to have lice on her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i reckon im &lt;u&gt;like&lt;/u&gt; the dog in my house.&lt;br /&gt;alwaz yearning to be out of the cage, doing something different.&lt;br /&gt;scared of new surroundings (&lt;em&gt;tis one i reckon she's a bit more scaredy cat than me&lt;/em&gt;) but alwaz wanting to run out of its boundaries... &lt;br /&gt;but yet the owners try to keep it in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish the dog would be a bit more tame and shed at the right places.&lt;br /&gt;that way, maybe it will gain a freedom that most dogs have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am actually looking forward to my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;but dreading the questions im gonna be asked during CNY.&lt;br /&gt;i love the get-togethers but i hate the &lt;em&gt;'are u gonna get married?'&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;em&gt;'do you have a bf?'&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;wonder what im gonna answer tis year? *scratches head* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;note to self: should try something new.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i have a week free next week and possibly the only time for me to run my errands and meet up with people.&lt;br /&gt;gonna work straight till before i fly away on the 20th of feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some things just never change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/DSC04612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/DSC04612.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i missed the blue skies and the packed lunches.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i realised on my way to work today.&lt;br /&gt;that a lot of times, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;timing matters a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz u could be wishing for the sunny blue skies, but it snowed.&lt;br /&gt;and the next day, the sky shine blue-r than u have ever seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then u come to think of it all as &lt;strong&gt;FATE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113834588987115376?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113834588987115376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113834588987115376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113834588987115376' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113820359659366334</id><published>2006-01-26T02:08:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-26T02:09:56.610+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to watch my&lt;strong&gt; L WORD SEASON 3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CW!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus saw promos on www.thelwordonline.com&lt;br /&gt;and i can't wait to see MOIRA...&lt;br /&gt;and shane again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113820359659366334?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113820359659366334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113820359659366334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113820359659366334' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113817282144128760</id><published>2006-01-25T17:26:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:38:57.393+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/snow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the day i craved to go back to.&lt;br /&gt;this is the life, i want to lead.&lt;br /&gt;carefree, simple and seeing things i had never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw snow,&lt;br /&gt;i was ecstatic, happy and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*note: 2nd photo have small specks of white snow falling... a lil unnoticeable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113817282144128760?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113817282144128760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113817282144128760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113817282144128760' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113816594962547736</id><published>2006-01-25T15:33:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-25T16:54:37.203+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got my europe foto cds from chris.&lt;br /&gt;finally got hold of them. *thanks chris*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so many errands to run after &lt;strong&gt;CNY&lt;/strong&gt;, i realised...&lt;br /&gt;my computer is going to make it home today. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with CW last night and i guess it was great having some time off from my mum.&lt;br /&gt;i have been really &lt;strong&gt;confused&lt;/strong&gt; with a lot of stuff, &lt;br /&gt;about wanting to &lt;strong&gt;work overseas&lt;/strong&gt;, about my &lt;strong&gt;present dreams &lt;/strong&gt;and the &lt;strong&gt;life i wanna lead&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i no longer am like everyone else in singapore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who follows every new bit of trend,&lt;br /&gt;who wants the latest phone, who needs LV or any big huge brand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit tat i used to be like that but i think i have found something within me, &lt;br /&gt;that life is not only about this.&lt;br /&gt;and that the world out there is much bigger than what we see in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is, i am willing to let go of everything i have (except my parents &amp; family) and just venture into the unknown and see what my life beholds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113816594962547736?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113816594962547736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113816594962547736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113816594962547736' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113808420739055475</id><published>2006-01-24T16:43:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-24T17:08:28.913+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recieved a fone call last nite from a HK classmate that me &amp; chris haf gotten close to in adelaide...&lt;br /&gt;realised i haf neglected him and his gf...&lt;br /&gt;realised how much had happened to him and his father...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised what a &lt;strong&gt;shitty&lt;/strong&gt; year 2005 has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel incompetent as a fren coz i havent rang, i havent asked much..&lt;br /&gt;and all i had been doing is indulge in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keeping myself away from a lot of things in the world.&lt;br /&gt;shunning from my past, running away from facts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in constant conflict. always asking what i really want in life.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot decide but i know for sure certain things that i have found pleasure in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the weekend, i changed the inner tubing to my bike, &lt;br /&gt;it is back to working conditions now (WHEEEE!)&lt;br /&gt;i just need to have time and bring it out for longer rides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;just want to spend time with my parents&lt;/em&gt; and i have been...&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i havent caught up with much people in singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i can think of...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is going back to aussie, having a beer wif my pals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i am planning...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is to get 2 goldfish and a bowl and watch them swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i am dreaming...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is to have a new bicycle in OZ so that i can ride to school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am excited about goldfishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113808420739055475?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113808420739055475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113808420739055475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113808420739055475' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113806785849290763</id><published>2006-01-24T12:26:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:27:38.506+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your week ahead:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Some people make music. Others paint pictures. Some read, some write, some dance, some design and some just dream. We all, though, have to have some way of expressing our creativity. You may live in a world full of concrete and conformity, but you are a creature of nature; an impulsive, spontaneous being that has come to this earth to celebrate, not to feel stressed out. It has been a while since you last felt inspired to smile and relax. Events this week, though, will gently remind you of how good life can be at its best. Dare to do something different and you will soon find a little magic finds its way into your every encounter and activity. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113806785849290763?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113806785849290763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113806785849290763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113806785849290763' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113800035680143106</id><published>2006-01-23T17:17:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-23T17:42:36.853+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weekends was over with jus a simple snap of the fingers.&lt;br /&gt;i am actually shaking my legs in the office now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;, i was in the office from 830am all the way till &lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt; 10am.&lt;br /&gt;so u can imagine me being zonked on saturday afternoon sleeping it all away.&lt;br /&gt;it was jus dinner and back to bed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday&lt;/strong&gt;, i revived my bike.&lt;br /&gt;happy as can be, riding jus for half hour or so... &lt;br /&gt;feeling the wind in my hair again... &lt;u&gt;such a great feeling.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of thoughts over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;realised how fast last week went coz of me being &lt;u&gt;extremely BUSY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised &lt;strong&gt;im already 25&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;5 more years to the &lt;font size=2&gt;3&lt;/font&gt; beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i actually want out of life?&lt;br /&gt;do i want regrets? do i want any more blame?&lt;br /&gt;on one hand, &lt;u&gt;it is my life.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;it is the LIFE that my parents gave.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really wanna decide but i know i &lt;em&gt;do &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; want&lt;/em&gt; to be here.&lt;br /&gt;it's funny when ur ending ur studies soon... but yet u do not want to get out of that zone.&lt;br /&gt;u jus wanna keep going to prevent the next decision being made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, i have been deciding too much all my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113800035680143106?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113800035680143106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113800035680143106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113800035680143106' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113780190260096067</id><published>2006-01-21T10:33:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-21T10:35:02.613+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it hurts when u see the photo of urself and someone greatly missed on his profile...&lt;br /&gt;u smile but yet u noe goodbye was said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just what do u do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for keegan.&lt;/strong&gt; thank u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113780190260096067?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113780190260096067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113780190260096067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113780190260096067' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113779167574008374</id><published>2006-01-21T07:42:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-21T07:44:35.753+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time is 515am and im still in the office.&lt;br /&gt;gr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb boss.&lt;br /&gt;he is going to china today.&lt;br /&gt;and he's home sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;whilst the 5 gers slog in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder about my life.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what it constitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i jus wanna disappear.&lt;br /&gt;i feel sanely insane or rather insanely sane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113779167574008374?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113779167574008374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113779167574008374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113779167574008374' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113767374243635724</id><published>2006-01-19T22:58:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:59:50.060+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;will i be an aki slave all my life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am still in da office. rushing the china project.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;it's 830pm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Natalie Portman, Keira Knightly&lt;/strong&gt; -&gt; gorgeous (&amp; HOT!) women seen on the golden globe awards today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonathan Rhys Meyer&lt;/strong&gt; - irish! gosh. he is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; can i mention, House - Hugh Laurie won &amp; Grey's Anatomy - Sandra Oh won!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fav tv shows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113751079589485384?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113751079589485384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113751079589485384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113751079589485384' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113750970818629159</id><published>2006-01-18T01:18:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-18T01:25:08.213+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;listening to: MATTAFIX - Big City Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the office was in &lt;strong&gt;high tension&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i arrived in office the latest and left the earliest.&lt;br /&gt;have reached a point in life where i found &lt;u&gt;balance between work and home&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;concentrate when im at wrk, then jus get off when i haf to...&lt;br /&gt;NO work at home, after hours... tat's the best i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time seems to be passing by fast...&lt;br /&gt;yet at the same time not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been spending loads of times with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, we squabble, sometimes we laugh...&lt;br /&gt;they are occupying a very &lt;strong&gt;BIG &lt;/strong&gt;part of my life now.&lt;br /&gt;never knew how to appreciate them but now, they mean more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slowly&lt;/strong&gt; trying to instill the idea of me going to be abroad to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slowly &lt;/strong&gt;trying to tell them tat i aint like any ordinary ger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slowly...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think, i would want them to be by my side too...&lt;br /&gt;sigh. such hard choices.&lt;br /&gt;how do we come to terms?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113750970818629159?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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cook dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note to self&lt;/strong&gt;: find out when is commonwealth games 06 is starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i am slowly building up on my life&lt;br /&gt;the run yesterday was great since i am feeling the pain today. &lt;br /&gt;plus cleaning my gary fisher bike was pretty theareupatic as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess one of my aims now is just to go for jogs on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;need to lose whatever fats i haf and possibly jus haf a focus somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;got a lot on my lists to do and my lists of to buys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up is to bring my bike for a long ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year is nearing... but i do not feel anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;guess it doesnt make a difference coz to me, i am already trying to spend as much time as i have with my family...&lt;br /&gt;somehow looking forward to leave... coz i can't wait to catch up with felicity and adamo... as well as christine and katrine.&lt;br /&gt;over a beer, having a fag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also know that i would be having heart pangs when i leave my parents behind again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113742019111197167?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113742019111197167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113742019111197167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113742019111197167' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113733463518501490</id><published>2006-01-16T00:37:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:47:15.266+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;things i did today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)cleaned up my gary fisher bike&lt;br /&gt;2)ran&lt;br /&gt;3)20 push ups&lt;br /&gt;4)30 sit ups&lt;br /&gt;5)housework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-brought my mum for her bday dindin.&lt;br /&gt;-still cannot fuckin remember my pin number for my oz bank card&lt;br /&gt;-snapped at mum and bro today&lt;br /&gt;-am aching now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113733463518501490?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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DISASTROUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;highly doubt me entering the place again unless its PAUL VAN DYK or someone way worth it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113725164778949361?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113725164778949361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113725164778949361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113725164778949361' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113713847266553174</id><published>2006-01-13T18:17:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:17:52.676+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe i ask too much of myself sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113713847266553174?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113713847266553174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113713847266553174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113713847266553174' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113705186167468849</id><published>2006-01-12T18:10:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:14:21.686+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is raining cats and dogs...day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to get my frustration out.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; my usual boxing class but i ain't in adelaide &lt;br /&gt;AND my boxing partner is in KL.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna ride fast and hard but my bike cannot be fixed if i can't bring it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;cannot stand me being so fucking fat&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently reading LANCE ARMSTRONG's autobiography book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;at least im trying not to die.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;i want to ride on my bike&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113705186167468849?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113705186167468849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113705186167468849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113705186167468849' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113682254367334275</id><published>2006-01-10T02:09:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-10T02:32:23.753+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rounding off 2005 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i might need to start rounding up my year so that I can try getting a grip of my life. might be a bit late but just read this off my gd fren's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to europe and spent a week travelling &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt; in spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Did you keep your New Years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really have resolutions except in secondary 1 many years back. this year, makes no difference. i only remember that when my mum made me make a wish hours ago at chinatown, &lt;strong&gt;i really really could not think of anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. think it's next year or rather this year, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh. one of my 'brother' - keegan. my heart pains whenever i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thailand, italy, france and spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lacked the discipline to keep myself sane, i lacked the discipline of keeping my guard up... and i will try in every way to stay happy and to keep my walls up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. What date from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Nov 2005. my birthday in Milan. the day i turned 24. the day it snowed and the day, i let my guard down.&lt;br /&gt;25 Dec 2005. the day keegan left the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being able to get survive my depression in semester 1 05 and able to get out of the shadows of it... but now, i must say, i started the year bad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not being able to &lt;strong&gt;stay in control&lt;/strong&gt;, not being able get into honours as i had wanted and having high hope and &lt;strong&gt;falling really hard &lt;/strong&gt;from it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough that made me lost my voice. cough that lasted forever and the fall i had at cinque terre, italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipod from avi and the mango jacket i could have bought in singapore but instead, got it in milan. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, for keeping me sane, for going through thick and thin with me. &lt;br /&gt;Chris, for listening to me rant and yell and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself and g.l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my europe and bkk trip 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; bike ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2005?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coldplay - The Scientist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happier or sadder: Sadder&lt;br /&gt;Thinner or fatter: Fatter definitely&lt;br /&gt;Richer or poorer: Poorer, yet again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had exercised more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasting energy knowing people and smoking so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas. in bangkok. happy and then very very sad. &lt;br /&gt;spent smoking cigarettes and watching cigarettes burnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2005?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;22. How many one-night stands?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. What was your favorite TV programme? New one?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fav was QAF. new one, HOUSE and GREY'S ANATOMY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;25. What was the best book you read?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DaVinci Code - Dan Brown. Might be the only book i read for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;26. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab For Cutie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;27. What did you want and get?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trip to roma and barcelona. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;28. What did you want and not get?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness, i have yet to find my happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29. What was your favorite film(s) of this year?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot remember i guess. i just knew Harry Potter sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in milan. i marvelled at the snow falling on me. i saw my frens from alberobello, i got a kiss on the cheek, i ate dinner with my best mate, chris and also a ger i disliked(anonymous) from school, at a nice restaurant. then, there was drinks at 10 corso como cafe and yummy italian porchetta after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my europe trip never to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;33. What kept you sane?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris. my frens like avi and bernz. the counsellor and slitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris martin? in paris and then there was angelina jolie as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;35. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really gif a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;36. Who did you miss?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me to know, i guess. but i hope it will die away soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;37. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me to know again. though im not even sure if its the best... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is vulnerable. cherish your loved ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113682254367334275?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113682254367334275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113682254367334275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113682254367334275' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113681950767921350</id><published>2006-01-10T01:39:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-10T01:41:47.696+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am &lt;strong&gt;so so so tired&lt;/strong&gt; of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need my ass fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another, leaving for new york.&lt;br /&gt;can you just pack me and bring me along as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throw me into the indian ocean? the atlantic?&lt;br /&gt;or even down the nepali mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad tommorrow is a public holiday. &lt;br /&gt;i get to sleep and not think about it all for while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i am just not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, i wonder how much of the depressive gene in me is going to eat me up slowly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113681950767921350?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113681950767921350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113681950767921350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113681950767921350' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113671796872638190</id><published>2006-01-08T21:29:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:29:28.736+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="3" style="background: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="300"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;The Picto-Personality Test&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/head-map.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;You are a person who is very ambitious, and constantly thinking of ways to further your own goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When alone, you let it all hang out and ignore every social convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are adventurous, always up to do the most extreme things.  You have a certain recklessness that makes people very attracted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future you will be happy and live richly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="background: white; color: black;" width="300"&gt;&lt;a style="color: black; text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=71"&gt;Take this Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="color: black; text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113671796872638190?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113671796872638190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113671796872638190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113671796872638190' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113665614897115391</id><published>2006-01-08T04:16:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-08T04:19:08.983+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up wif calvin.&lt;br /&gt;then jan and avi today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember what calvin said...&lt;br /&gt;"over there, i dun have to be 'calvin'"&lt;br /&gt;and that is the reason why i wan to pack up and leave.&lt;br /&gt;to a place where i don't have to answer for why i am, how i am and what i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be what and who i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;i am just a new person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who doesnt have to answer to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;someone who does not have to pick up the phone and entertain you just coz i am very SOCIABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have no more strength anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113665614897115391?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113665614897115391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113665614897115391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113665614897115391' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113651546407338788</id><published>2006-01-06T13:07:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:44:27.870+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have only been back for a week or more...&lt;br /&gt;and im already so blardy bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking back,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, i was partying at dj station with my boys in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, i just reached firenze after meeting chris and making our way there from roma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, i was with a taiwan fren in espagna and we were on montjuic hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, i watched Harry Potter in Paris with Chris and Sok and had a wonderful night drinking white wine with Chris at a bar. That was the night I took a chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, i left for milan from venezia on a 5am train and Chris nearly missed the train!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, i was in Angiari, suffering in the cold and had only 1 shower in a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, i was still in napoli, had a short chat with lenny, and took a bus @ midnight with chris to firenze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt;, we just finished our course in alberobello, some of us suffered from hangovers and i still had a couple of bike rides before saying goodbye to my new found frens who left for roma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my memory... i &lt;strong&gt;desperately hold on to the little details &lt;/strong&gt;and at the same time, i yearn to turn back time...&lt;br /&gt;europe has been such a major turn in my life.&lt;br /&gt;time has proved to change every one's life... and 2005 has indeed been a major year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am on the &lt;strong&gt;verge&lt;/strong&gt; of packing up and leave. &lt;br /&gt;to leave everything behind and start afresh once again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113651546407338788?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113651546407338788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113651546407338788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113651546407338788' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113618781397835406</id><published>2006-01-02T17:55:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:13:33.993+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it then only when some reality strikes,&lt;br /&gt;that you feel your &lt;strong&gt;complacency&lt;/strong&gt; towards your loved ones and things in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you feel like they are always going to be there...&lt;br /&gt;but there will be a time to say goodbye... &lt;em&gt;goodbye for now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'will there be a chance to meet again?'&lt;/strong&gt; u ask yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u never know what life lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;u want the ups and downs to stop.&lt;br /&gt;u put a wall up, u try to lead a low-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, some day, something is going to upset your life.&lt;br /&gt;something will bound to creep into the walls and knock off all your defenses and take you by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you are &lt;strong&gt;back in square one&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sitting there, staring, stoning, wondering &lt;strong&gt;if you ever will have the courage to stand up again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;in 2006,&lt;br /&gt;i just wish for a new life, a new clean slate and a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;i wish for my dear frens' chris and kevin's happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus wanna cherish my last year spent with chris at our new house in beulah park.&lt;br /&gt;i jus wish the year would take it easy on me and him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though my mother really like chris and wans him to be my BF. (&lt;em&gt;laff now... joke of century)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe chris and me are like super duper good frens who stand by each other through thick and thin...&lt;br /&gt;we are so different in many ways but i just want him to find his true happiness.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope we can slowly fill that void in his life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you my fren...&lt;br /&gt;for lending me your shoulder, your lap in italy and paris...&lt;br /&gt;and that phone call u made from paris when i was in girona.&lt;br /&gt;and thank u for lifting me up to try and see CHRIS MARTIN in action in paris..&lt;br /&gt;thank u for being patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for enduring my shit.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for listening me rant on about some bear.&lt;br /&gt;and thank you for putting your hands on my shoulder as we listen to 'the scientist'...&lt;br /&gt;thank you for 2005. &lt;br /&gt;we sure had an eventful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for u my fren.&lt;br /&gt;my dearest fren i made in adelaide in 2005.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113618781397835406?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113618781397835406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113618781397835406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113618781397835406' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113603581928192170</id><published>2005-12-31T23:59:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-01-01T00:00:19.293+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"put your head on my shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;hold me in your arms...baby...&lt;br /&gt;squeeze me all so tight... show me...&lt;br /&gt;that you love me too...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- michael buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the sms-es comes in on this new year's eve...&lt;br /&gt;im jus sitting in front of the computer stoning and reflecting about the past year's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to get over this. i want to become me again&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the normal ger, who smiles when she sees the sun, who enjoys her clubbing, who wans to go under the sun and tan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dread and life tugs,&lt;br /&gt;all i can feel is just the &lt;strong&gt;life-less&lt;/strong&gt; me trying hard to breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;struggling to come to terms with a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;even the trip to the temple didn't help the mood too much.&lt;br /&gt;tears can only well... and swallowed back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish that once the clock struck 12.&lt;br /&gt;all these troubles would jus disappear with the strike of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;010106.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113603581928192170?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113603581928192170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113603581928192170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113603581928192170' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113597292242148651</id><published>2005-12-31T06:31:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:32:02.433+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus why wouldn't i want to see a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;i am tired and confused.&lt;br /&gt;and i just want to go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113597292242148651?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113597292242148651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113597292242148651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113597292242148651' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113583490722989142</id><published>2005-12-29T16:09:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:13:20.330+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want to be cooped up at home.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to avoid the world for a while.&lt;br /&gt;and i just want to be in a pair of arms, to forget the worries and the pain.&lt;br /&gt;to forget the hecticness. to forget reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let the pain be drained away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113583490722989142?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113583490722989142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113583490722989142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113583490722989142' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113579091636593694</id><published>2005-12-29T03:53:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-29T03:58:36.376+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;in memory of keegan lee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/IMGP2209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/IMGP2209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113579091636593694?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113579091636593694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113579091636593694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113579091636593694' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113571291074921561</id><published>2005-12-28T06:04:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:18:30.800+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back in singapore for a couple of hours,&lt;br /&gt;managed to get a bus to KL so here i am in Kuala Lumpur attending to some important matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need time.&lt;br /&gt;i really need time to contemplate and rest my soul. &lt;br /&gt;i am drained of emotions. drained of everything i need...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113571291074921561?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113571291074921561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113571291074921561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113571291074921561' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113534575296104569</id><published>2005-12-24T00:18:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:19:12.973+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jetlagged but shopping my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to be in europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;how ironical can we get sometimes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,i really dun wanna be back in sg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113534575296104569?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113534575296104569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113534575296104569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113534575296104569' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113515263161889078</id><published>2005-12-21T18:38:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-21T18:40:31.636+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bob Sinclair's LOVE GENERATION rings in my head as i head off...&lt;br /&gt;back to south east asia, back to &lt;strong&gt;my own side of the world&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113515263161889078?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113515263161889078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113515263161889078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113515263161889078' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113508617211130978</id><published>2005-12-21T00:10:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-21T00:12:52.123+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tommorrow i bade farewell to italy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my last steps in europe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had have fun and i am in love with this part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;italy and spain...&lt;br /&gt;places i would come back to &lt;strong&gt;whenever i can&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i take my step to relax and enjoy before i get back and face my music.&lt;br /&gt;ill be in bangkok for xmas and ill be back on the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;work work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so much shit to deal with but tat will do for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao italy...&lt;br /&gt;i will be back when i finally picked up the language...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113508617211130978?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113508617211130978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113508617211130978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113508617211130978' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113484163131406422</id><published>2005-12-18T04:15:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-18T04:17:11.326+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am sick.&lt;br /&gt;fever. and super hating it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113484163131406422?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113484163131406422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113484163131406422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113484163131406422' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113475093015507861</id><published>2005-12-17T02:51:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-17T03:05:30.206+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back in firenze.&lt;br /&gt;loving the italian coffee as well as the culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was sad to leave barcelona...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113475093015507861?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113475093015507861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113475093015507861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113475093015507861' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113440508217231185</id><published>2005-12-13T02:49:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-13T03:01:22.183+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;so many things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot doubt that i am a changed person as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant say europe is what i had envisaged.&lt;br /&gt;since i got here, it has just been 'yahyahyah'.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the amount of cathedrals i have seen has just made me bored.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it has just been a collective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being emotional on this trip was never expected but it happened.&lt;br /&gt;i had went through a helluva rollercoaster ride but all is good now.&lt;br /&gt;barcelona has healed me like no other.&lt;br /&gt;of course, not to forget my new piercing... and perhaps a new tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;getting a new haircut on wednesday as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time had flew by in a flash. one more week im back to asia, one more week im back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much stuff to settle when i get back as well.&lt;br /&gt;dun look forward to that but i look forward to partying, to roti pratas, to hainanese chicken rice and my parents and dear frens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113440508217231185?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113440508217231185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113440508217231185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113440508217231185' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113432410930812102</id><published>2005-12-12T04:20:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-12T04:31:49.386+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/PC110210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/PC110210.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/PC090001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/PC090001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113432410930812102?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113432410930812102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113432410930812102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113432410930812102' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113424882336673418</id><published>2005-12-11T07:36:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-11T07:37:03.376+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a new piercing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113424882336673418?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113424882336673418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113424882336673418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113424882336673418' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113420484990292522</id><published>2005-12-10T19:20:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-10T19:24:10.526+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in barcelona and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine architecture, gaudi, food, people, beer, champagne, camper, foodball,&lt;br /&gt;mango, zara and miralles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much more can i go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am alone here and having a bit of chats with people here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regretted not leaving paris anytime sooner.&lt;br /&gt;coz i would have loved to spend that amount of time here instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESPAGNA rox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113420484990292522?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113420484990292522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113420484990292522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113420484990292522' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113397379938468222</id><published>2005-12-08T03:11:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-08T03:13:19.400+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/PC050142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/PC050142.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girona in all its beauty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113397379938468222?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113397379938468222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113397379938468222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113397379938468222' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113389642223017498</id><published>2005-12-07T05:42:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-07T05:43:42.243+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Money can't actually buy what you want most at the moment. The only way to attain this is to reach a brave decision. You have to resolve not to be afraid of something or someone any more. Your fears and inhibitions are robbing you of something far more precious than cash. It may be that, in order to fully cast off a concern, you have to temporarily replace worry with anger. Don't reach the end of your tether... reach the end of an era instead. Just beyond a brave, wise timely, choice, a wonderful gift is waiting to be claimed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113389642223017498?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113389642223017498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113389642223017498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113389642223017498' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113389374338686913</id><published>2005-12-07T04:58:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-07T04:59:03.396+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never knew it was all that shallow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still think of you as someone who is innocent and nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, thanks for being honest to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you really had touched my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113389374338686913?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113389374338686913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113389374338686913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113389374338686913' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113360561294657328</id><published>2005-12-03T20:36:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-03T20:56:52.963+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more days and im outta here...&lt;br /&gt;cannot wait but the temperature here is pretty ok... &lt;br /&gt;more like adelaide melbourne type and nothing as nasty as milan or venice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched harry potter yesterday at PATHE! and it sucked...&lt;br /&gt;the day ended pretty ok wif drinks at the press bar in Montmarte with chris ending up being drunk and having a hangover today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple more weeks and ill be back.&lt;br /&gt;time flies but yet it doesnt...&lt;br /&gt;26th dec... hang in there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113360561294657328?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113360561294657328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113360561294657328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113360561294657328' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113345092386557481</id><published>2005-12-02T01:56:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-12-02T01:58:43.876+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cannot wait to get out of paris... i leave monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALONE on a new adventure to barcelona and to a journey of exploring new grounds...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113345092386557481?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113345092386557481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113345092386557481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113345092386557481' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113334292866045576</id><published>2005-11-30T19:57:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-30T19:58:48.673+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in paris n wanting to leave...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113334292866045576?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113334292866045576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113334292866045576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113334292866045576' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113300090708066769</id><published>2005-11-26T20:54:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:58:27.093+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chilly fucking cold.&lt;br /&gt;0 degrees as it is recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been off to the greatest start of my life...&lt;br /&gt;with snow flakes falling upon me, i think i feel very blessed.&lt;br /&gt;its my bday and its snowing.&lt;br /&gt;tat's all that matters to me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always wanted to see snow falling...&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday i had a small preview of very thin ice stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but today, it snowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving for paris tom night as i bade italy goodbye for a couple of weeks before i get back here again to go to bangkok from rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a blast of a time in europe... meeting very lovely italian people and enjoying my coffee every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time, ciao... arrivedeci.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113300090708066769?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113300090708066769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113300090708066769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113282640589168095?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113282640589168095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113282640589168095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113282640589168095' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113282592375151301</id><published>2005-11-24T20:19:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:32:42.586+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/IMG_8296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/IMG_8296.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cinque terre with chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113282592375151301?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113282592375151301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113282592375151301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113282592375151301' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113282570874045362</id><published>2005-11-24T20:08:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:18:28.750+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in venezia... going to milano tom.&lt;br /&gt;in love. in love with italy.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113282570874045362?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113282570874045362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113282570874045362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113282570874045362' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113187141078009049</id><published>2005-11-13T19:00:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-13T19:13:31.206+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one day in florence, one day out of florence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might leave for arezzo earlier than expected so as not to get in the way of my lecturer. &lt;br /&gt;anywaz, i am up for laundry days as im beginning to &lt;em&gt;SMELL&lt;/em&gt; my own clothes.&lt;br /&gt;which is not really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bad smell coming out from this guy's towel the other day at the other hostel.&lt;br /&gt;and i was freaking out big time coz i thought i was beginning to &lt;strong&gt;SMELL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;its really really annoying when you dun really get to do laundry and everything have to be done by hand (&lt;strong&gt;which is SO NOT ME&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;and worse still, when u dun get to do any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love florence in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is gorgeous, beautiful and amazing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing can describe it but the hoards of tourists simply tells u why.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i would love to just settle down at somewhere quiet soon and just relax.&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a book and start to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also looking forward to milan.&lt;br /&gt;for im gonna spend my 24th bday in a place where i alwaz envisaged myself to be in... never expected it to be so soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally had a decent meal last night - burritos and beers.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. it was a yummy one.&lt;br /&gt;tho it cost me quite a bit, today im going to be on fruits for the rest of the day. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113187141078009049?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113187141078009049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113187141078009049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113187141078009049' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113177933679015686</id><published>2005-11-12T17:34:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-12T17:38:56.806+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so far italy has been really good to me.&lt;br /&gt;i arrived by bus in firenze(florence) tis morning.&lt;br /&gt;plans made for my bday in milano (i hope it works out)...&lt;br /&gt;and i am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haf met a couple of new people on this trip of mine and it has been blardy amazing.&lt;br /&gt;getting to know one classmate better was one of the &lt;strong&gt;star highlights!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together with these 2 italian boys we hung out with and spent nights drinkin, dancing and going on crazy bike rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firenze has so far looked great on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;waiting to check into our rooms in the arvo...&lt;br /&gt;and its only blardy 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a month and slightly more before i get back to singapore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113177933679015686?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113177933679015686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113177933679015686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113177933679015686' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113153578859549933</id><published>2005-11-09T21:55:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-09T21:59:48.606+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changes to schedule now for i might leave naples on friday instead.&lt;br /&gt;didnt make it to pompeii today for i just could not sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chris has been snoring like a pig&lt;/strong&gt; and it drives me and the other gers in the room insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met an italian ger called manuela (gorgeous name) and she is as beautiful as her name is...&lt;br /&gt;studying to become an art critic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh oh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i really do not want to leave further and further away from where i began.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it is a fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly settling in.&lt;br /&gt;eating me alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113153578859549933?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113153578859549933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113153578859549933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113153578859549933' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113138429552171398</id><published>2005-11-08T03:54:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-08T03:54:55.536+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am in naples.&lt;br /&gt;lost. &lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears.&lt;br /&gt;i really really did not want to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113138429552171398?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113138429552171398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113138429552171398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113138429552171398' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113109938310261888</id><published>2005-11-04T20:37:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-11-04T20:58:11.483+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love generation ... *whistles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot explain how i have loved my past few days in alberobello so much.&lt;br /&gt;and now, i really do not want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was spent panicking, rushing and all that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;the day ended wif our presentation and of course, drinks after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met and made many frens in alberobello.&lt;br /&gt;especially guiseppe and francesco.&lt;br /&gt;then there is domenico, morrazio... &lt;br /&gt;morrazio played the guitar and sang for us last nite after the winebar closed.&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing. we took heaps of videos and fotos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felicity and i had such a wonderful time here and now, we all have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;really really do not want to coz i am in love with the people here.&lt;br /&gt;and can i say... italian men are really really fun and cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't met any italian ladies yet...&lt;br /&gt;but all in good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a halloween party a couple of nites before and it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was SO NOT in a costume but rather in this beautiful ala walk way fashion show thing.&lt;br /&gt;past few nites, felicity and me have jus been slacking and having our beers.&lt;br /&gt;and the giggling after talking to guiseppe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got to ride on his bike - a black cool DUCATI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love alberobello.&lt;br /&gt;and felicity and i will come back here one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113109938310261888?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113109938310261888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113109938310261888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113109938310261888' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113075410916521153</id><published>2005-10-31T20:51:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-10-31T20:58:16.076+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Had a bit of a scare last night when I dropped my blardy ipod on the floor. The shriek that came out of my mouth was terrifying as well.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my ipod kinda died on me last nite and it refused to budge when I tried to press it. The whole of last night was kinda spent mourning over its 'death'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up only to be surprised that the apple sign was blinking when I pressed it. It has resurrected I must say and I had a great morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies really fast. Can’t believe I am getting towards the end of my uni term in italy.&lt;br /&gt;This Thursday/Friday marks the end and I am rushing to finish up my group work wif this new mate I found on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since coming on this trip and living in close proximity of people, you can never imagine how many dramas I had already. People who are really 'immature' just really gets onto my nerves and truly, I just want all these to be over and be on my 'unplanned' trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is, I mite be going to see my fren, huilin in france and celena in spain if all things work out.  Looking out for grants at the moment as well because I am going to turkey in January for a week of work and I need the cash to fly over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey in Europe is about to start and I hope to fill in more when all these is over. &lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Alberobello is one place to really think about when you visit south italy in the future and I highly recommend hotel lanzillotta for the family is one of the best around in the hospitality business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to leave but I also can't bear to leave this place where I had met a couple of really nice Italian people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113075410916521153?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113075410916521153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113075410916521153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113075410916521153' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113049255088751348</id><published>2005-10-28T19:10:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-28T19:15:40.186+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people are driving me mad around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to rush a 50 - 70 word PERSONAL PROFILE of myself for some formal event.&lt;br /&gt;and I swear my head is busting from the amount of time i spend jus trying to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dateline next thursday is not helping.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS. i think my lecturer is getting a bit too overbearing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i sure am going mad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113049255088751348?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113049255088751348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113049255088751348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113049255088751348' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-113039968315970402</id><published>2005-10-27T17:00:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-27T17:24:43.523+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/sitaly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/sitaly1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/sitaly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/sitaly2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-113039968315970402?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113039968315970402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/113039968315970402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113039968315970402' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-112980083345941656</id><published>2005-10-20T19:01:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-20T19:06:33.100+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my application for the 1 week turkey archi wrkshop.&lt;br /&gt;now my &lt;strong&gt;head hurts&lt;/strong&gt; from the amount of money i need to fly there.&lt;br /&gt;accommodation is settled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i should be happy or not.&lt;br /&gt;i was screaming with joy a day earlier but now, i am worried that i would be let down by circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my summer boss said ok with me taking a week's leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-112980083345941656?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112980083345941656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112980083345941656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112980083345941656' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-112971690511942309</id><published>2005-10-19T19:44:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:45:05.126+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I often start my writing about how ‘funny’ somethings are sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;And today I felt a tinge of sadness in me. &lt;br /&gt;I made a new friend on this trip in Italy and we have walked within the walls of the Vatican City together only to find out that she has to go back to Australia for personal health reasons soon…&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how excited I was when she agreed to doing a project together and I knew how awesome it would be only to be saddened by the news tat she mite go back afterall and not finish her project here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do want her to be well and I can’t help but feel that she is probably the only one I really do enjoy hanging out with and what is to become when she leaves…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More childish stuffs with the rest? I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure alcohol would do the trick with ‘hanging out’ with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just is not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, there is adam and Christopher to keep me sane.&lt;br /&gt;And the company of cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;It jus is a pity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-112971690511942309?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112971690511942309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112971690511942309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112971690511942309' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-112927761935355303</id><published>2005-10-14T17:33:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:43:39.356+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am falling sick again.&lt;br /&gt;so NOT happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but watever it is...&lt;br /&gt;tis is where i am livin at now.&lt;br /&gt;alberobello.&lt;br /&gt;world of trulli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/albero%20f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/albero%20f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-112927761935355303?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112927761935355303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112927761935355303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112927761935355303' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-112910516852554931</id><published>2005-10-12T17:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-12T17:49:28.533+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus saw an email and it says intensive 1 wk studio in turkey.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so interested.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highly doubt tat i can make it for money and work will jus drive me insane.&lt;br /&gt;1 wk away from work. i tink my boss would kill me too.&lt;br /&gt;sighz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i should apply. &lt;br /&gt;got a week to get it settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;it's a nice and beautiful day out there.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just have a nice thought about it and day dream it away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-112910516852554931?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112910516852554931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112910516852554931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112910516852554931' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-112894108222717137</id><published>2005-10-10T20:07:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-10T20:14:43.660+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today speaking to the mayor made my life here a lil' better.&lt;br /&gt;somehow the &lt;strong&gt;disorientation&lt;/strong&gt; kinda found a north point to it all.&lt;br /&gt;i tink i kinda am glad we FINALLY haf something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty obvious how the 10 students here haf splitted up into the asian cantonese speaking group and simply THE REST.&lt;br /&gt;funny how one particular person seemed to be the RIFT of it all.&lt;br /&gt;and gladly enuf, she's the one i totally detest if i should put it in crude terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSSIP flying around but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;im jus glad i found new frens in felicity and adam.&lt;br /&gt;coffee and wine and a gorgeous dinner (non' pizzeria) makes everything go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaz, a couple of fotos of my past week in rome, bari, trani, ruvo etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;and i Managed to FINISH the DA VINCI CODE (fantastic book!)&lt;br /&gt;and coffee here is so blardy NICE.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/1600/wlr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6826/86/320/wlr.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-112894108222717137?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112894108222717137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112894108222717137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112894108222717137' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6652528.post-112878827221887963</id><published>2005-10-09T01:43:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2005-10-09T01:48:11.690+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno if i can say i am disorientated/ jetlagged / just out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how everyday when i get a chance to sit by the computer, &lt;br /&gt;i feel like i am not comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the bad diet getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have already moved down from BARI to ALBEROBELLO.&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful quiet lil' town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the group of classmates i haf wif me are jus boring.&lt;br /&gt;or i simply dun get along wif a whole load of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just know one thing for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am so looking forward to dinner&lt;/strong&gt; tonite.&lt;br /&gt;coz i have had enuf of daily pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;and one more bite would jus drive me up the wall.&lt;br /&gt;so does croissants (which i have for breakfast and lunch daily!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus wished i haf a lot more direction in wat i wanna do now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i miss home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6652528-112878827221887963?l=ithrealised.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112878827221887963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6652528/posts/default/112878827221887963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithrealised.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112878827221887963' title=''/><author><name>ith.i.ca.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v37/ithica/tear.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
