<?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-1541914416905477515</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:15:53.923+08:00</updated><category term='trusting You'/><category term='complains'/><category term='down'/><category term='sad'/><category term='divo diva'/><category term='update of the week'/><category term='date with tv'/><category term='the uploading of photos'/><category term='setting priorities right'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='boooo school'/><category term='i&apos;m a girl with a broken heart'/><category term='tired'/><category term='happy birthday beautrice'/><category term='swen'/><category term='flirtatious'/><category term='E316'/><category term='final goodbye'/><category term='projects'/><category term='CHC easter production'/><category term='especially for you'/><category term='not procrastinating anymore'/><category term='easter'/><category term='heart&apos;s aching'/><category term='divo divas'/><category term='temporary number'/><category term='excited'/><category term='anxious'/><category term='needs a hug'/><category term='ANGRY'/><category term='new year'/><category term='camwhore'/><category term='last post for 2007'/><category term='Dec 11 07 entry'/><category term='finally philippines'/><category term='sleepy'/><category term='awesome God I have'/><category term='first day as yr3 student'/><category term='i want to be more like You'/><category term='wrestling'/><category term='wake up call'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='photos with shikin'/><category term='boring blogger'/><category term='thankful'/><category term='missing everyone'/><category term='very random part ii'/><category term='mix feelings'/><category term='bored'/><category term='happy'/><category term='angelo'/><category term='bye singapore'/><category term='first published entry of the year 2008'/><category term='PISSED'/><category term='cell group'/><category term='alumni night'/><category term='max'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='hello philippines'/><category term='very random'/><category term='burnt'/><category term='CHC christmas production'/><category term='ken lee'/><category term='welcome me back'/><category term='TP open house'/><category term='HATE'/><category term='sick'/><category term='tito vic'/><category term='advance birthday post'/><category term='dear phone'/><category term='commitments'/><category term='new skin'/><title type='text'>Hi, I'm Nelkris Kate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2282356650397378964</id><published>2008-04-25T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:19:55.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final goodbye'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye blog. I've gotta go my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask for new url if you want it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2282356650397378964?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2282356650397378964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2282356650397378964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2282356650397378964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2282356650397378964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/04/bye-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3839370817215407054</id><published>2008-04-23T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:31:59.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix feelings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know if I'm gonna regret the thing that I did today or not la.. I changed my ITPM class! OMG. After Rick Toh showed me my new time table, I had mixed feelings. To be happy or not. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept praying that I didn't do a BIG mistake! Oh wells, all I have to do is to study. I just pray that my alien classmates would treat me nice. Or rather, I treat them nice? hahaha. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, I sent Shawn a message saying, "Shawn are you home? I'd like to say Hi." And to my amazement.. Ok whenever I'm alone outside, I'd listen to my MP4. So Rihanna just ended her song so it was quiet and I heard someone calling me. I didn't see who it was at first but I knew it was Shawn then I was like, "OMG SHAWN! I JUST SENT YOU SMS!!!" Hahahaha. It was really nice to catch up with my NEIGHBOUR! Gosh! When was the last time we hanged out? Millions of years ago! Sigh.. I miss him, I tell you. Miss his craziness. Still remember when he suddenly sang (with emotions somemore!) Apologize to me. hahaha! Oh wells, we had quite a long chat outside our houses. He's really a nice neighbour. Not that he did something so great to the whole neighbourhood but the fact that he's a nice guy makes him a good neighbour! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sing tomorrow! I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooo bored with Unfaithful already alright? But I didn't have a choice. The minus one wasn't so good. Btw, thanks Anthony! (: So anyways, Catherine asked me to sing once again during the rehearsal last night then I was like, "I think forget it, I'll just sing unfaithful again!" ROAR! I know, I know! I don't want to make a fool out of myself in front of people so if cry can't make it, then I'll just have to stick to something I've sang before. It's just super boring la. And puullleeeeeeessssssss! Unfaithful is just SO LAST YEAR! Sigh.. No choice la.. Never mind. I'll just do better on graduation days! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm. Still can't help but think of my new time table. Many people told me, "I think it's good that you changed. At least you can make new friends!" That's what I thought on sunday when I got to know that we had class reshuffling. But as I went for classes, I realised that it's not as easy as I thought. I think I have to work harder to break the ice. I really want to make new friends. It's not really a new thing for me.. but it's not something that I do regularly. And to be thrown out in the "real world" (school), it's quite hard as it is in church. At least in church, you know everyone is nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared, happy, scared, anxious, scared, nervous, scared, excited to meet my new classmates. Sigh, yes. I'm more scared. Booohoooooo! I WANT TO ENJOY TP LIFE TO THE FULLEST THIS YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): I'm still scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be confident because I know God is with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3839370817215407054?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3839370817215407054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3839370817215407054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3839370817215407054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3839370817215407054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-know-if-im-gonna-regret-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4416326407353374719</id><published>2008-04-21T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:19:14.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day as yr3 student'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omigosh! It's been 11 days since I last posted something here.. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school as a Yr 3 student = speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very irritating!! I MISS MY OLD CLASSMATES! How could IIT School do this to us? I have TRIF today and it's sooooooo much like HCI and SWEN! NIGHTMARE, I tell you! I don't like FILA chart. I get sleepy whenever I hear we have to do it. BOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no more Kaye, Beautrice, Yanhua, LQ, Shirin.. in class. No more people I loveeeeeeeee (to irritate)! ): Help me! Tell me how to study like this? Super boring la! ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Group work is not fun anymore! I think IIT did this reshuffling of classes on PURPOSE! Coz we have to learn how to work with people we do not really know. Sigh.. Tell me about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After TRIF, I went to the canteen where I saw Benjamin and Sharifuddin. It was nice to see familiar faces in school whom I could speak to. (Yes, my new classmates are familiar faces BUT! I never had the chance to speak to them before.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me going back to school later for rehearsals. It's so late la! 8.15pm. Zzzzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gottago now. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4416326407353374719?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4416326407353374719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4416326407353374719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4416326407353374719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4416326407353374719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/04/heeeeeeeeeeeee-omigosh-its-been-11-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7484539266217421614</id><published>2008-04-10T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:22:05.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANGRY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HATE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm VERY ANGRY AND PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a person that just irritates me whenever I see HIM! My name is very beautiful. Don't you guys agree? Don't want, never mind! Oh wells, NIKKI is sooooooooooooo beautiful but whenever he says it, it becomes like SHIT! It sounds like SHIT! Gosh! Nikki is MEANT TO BE USED to call me by my EXTREMELY NICE PEOPLE and he's NOT nice AT ALL. Well, at least for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo pissed! God, please forgive me for having such hatred to such irritating person. Yes, it's HATE! I HATE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try to do something I don't like (especially this issue that I won't elaborate more. You'll know it if I tell you personally), prepare to die! And die terribly! GOSH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PISSED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7484539266217421614?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7484539266217421614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7484539266217421614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7484539266217421614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7484539266217421614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-very-angry-and-pissed-theres-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7536385362170003070</id><published>2008-03-30T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T00:05:22.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burnt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye singapore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry, no post for a very long time. was kinda busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burnt. My mama nagged when she saw my burnt face. Ho ho! She was like, "You know you're going back to the Philippines this Sunday and your face is like that black??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many stories to tell la! Then it's gonna be even mountains more when I come back from the Philippines! I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE MY COUSINS... OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Philippines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipppppppeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7536385362170003070?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7536385362170003070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7536385362170003070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7536385362170003070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7536385362170003070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-no-post-for-very-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3700829194339262920</id><published>2008-03-20T03:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T03:48:14.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome God I have'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Come with open hearts, come excited this EASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R-DOr1tiI7I/AAAAAAAAA8I/9p2jxszk6gg/s1600-h/easter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179366824023827378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R-DOr1tiI7I/AAAAAAAAA8I/9p2jxszk6gg/s320/easter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the trailers of the TWO different dramas at TW different locations with TWO different cast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYoqMbZwI48&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYoqMbZwI48&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-Ming at Singapore Expo Hall 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if you realize that your whole life has been recorded and you could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revisit the day you were born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relive the moments of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-encounter history and discover the truth ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i-Ming) is the latest invention that allows you to explore your life once again. Join us this Easter for a story of love, lust, betrayal and beliefs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show Times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Mar (Fri)&lt;br /&gt;4 p.m. &amp;amp; *7 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Mar (Sat)&lt;br /&gt;3 p.m. &amp;amp; *5.30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Mar (Sun)&lt;br /&gt;*10 a.m. &amp;amp; 12.30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*These services will be simultaneously interpreted into Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6l8zxMKEiI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6l8zxMKEiI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Chances at Jurong West St 91&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is said that the average lifespan of a man is 80 years.&lt;br /&gt;Which means 2,522,880,000 seconds to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock ends our final counts...&lt;br /&gt;Will we get a second's chance to live?&lt;br /&gt;Will we get a second chance to right our wrongs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The age-old story of redemption and restoration comes alive this Easter through the eyes of a disgraced woman, a dying man and a stubborn love that believes in second chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show Times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Mar (Fri)&lt;br /&gt;4.30 p.m. &amp;amp; *7 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Mar (Sat)&lt;br /&gt;3.30 p.m. &amp;amp; *6 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Mar (Sun)&lt;br /&gt;12.30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*These services will be simultaneously interpreted into Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NxEPptgVhGk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NxEPptgVhGk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, our beloved Cell Group Leader did his thing last Easter! Are you READY this time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so faithful! God is superb, I tell you! I'm so amazed by how God can turn things around. There was this something that I wanted but something happened so I couldn't have it. I didn't have any grudges to that someone who did that something to happen. I told the Lord, "It's ok, no worries. I'll just work harder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour after I seek the Lord, God turned things around and gave me what I wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously SUPER happy now! God is really awesome! God has been testing me quite a lot. I always obey even it's really difficult to do and see I've got what I wanted to initially have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obey, persevere, never give up, look for solution(s) - not at the problem, ask God for wisdom, for knowledge... and I tell you, you'll never feel as happy as you can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're always faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3700829194339262920?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3700829194339262920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3700829194339262920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3700829194339262920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3700829194339262920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/come-with-open-hearts-come-excited-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R-DOr1tiI7I/AAAAAAAAA8I/9p2jxszk6gg/s72-c/easter.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6997948144814158405</id><published>2008-03-19T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:15:19.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Which is more painful? &lt;strong&gt;To be dumped or to dump?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet most people would say to be dumped is &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; painful. But have you ever looked at the perspective of the person who dumped his/her love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised nothing else can hurt me because nothing can beat to the pain I feel inside of me. How many of you would agree to this: LOVE is the BEST and WORST feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say I'm so strong, some say I'm so stupid, some say it's such a waste and one person say: "I HATE YOU FOR CHOOSING THIS PATH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is; I'm sorry but I have to let everything go, which means I have to let go of YOU. You're my everything. You gave me almost everything.. I love you. I miss you very much.. And it's true what they say.. When you write a love letter, there's more of the word MISS than the word LOVE. I miss you dearly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say when you love someone, never let go.. But I say, I love you so much that I have to let you go because I do not want to hurt you even more. I do not want you to hope so much and end up with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at the brighter side. I'm looking at my prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is faithful. He has a lot planned for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want to serve You all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6997948144814158405?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6997948144814158405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6997948144814158405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6997948144814158405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6997948144814158405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/which-is-more-painful-to-be-dumped-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-965450504449373189</id><published>2008-03-18T02:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T03:19:37.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ken lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m a girl with a broken heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9Cb1x3SVz5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9Cb1x3SVz5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rihanna - Cry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type to get my heart broken,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type to get upset and cry,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never leave my heart open,&lt;br /&gt;Never hurts me to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Relationships don't get deep to me,&lt;br /&gt;Never got the whole in love thing,&lt;br /&gt;And someone can say they love me truely,&lt;br /&gt;But at the time it didn't mean a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is gone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm spinnin' round,&lt;br /&gt;And deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;My tears I'll drown,&lt;br /&gt;I'm losin' grip,&lt;br /&gt;What's happenin'?&lt;br /&gt;I stray from love,&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time was different,&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I was just a victim,&lt;br /&gt;And it cut me like a knife,&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in this condition,&lt;br /&gt;And I've got all the symptoms,&lt;br /&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it happen when we first kissed?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's hurtin' me to let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 'cause we spent so much time,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it's no more,&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda never let you hold me baby,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe why I'm sad to see us apart,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't give to you on purpose,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta figure out how you stole my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is gone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm spinnin' round,&lt;br /&gt;And deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;My tears I'll drown,&lt;br /&gt;I'm losin' grip,&lt;br /&gt;What's happenin'?&lt;br /&gt;I stray from love,&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time was different,&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I was just a victim,&lt;br /&gt;And it cut me like a knife,&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in this condition,&lt;br /&gt;And I've got all the symptoms,&lt;br /&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get here with you I'll never know,&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to let it get so personal,&lt;br /&gt;And After all I tried to do,&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from lovin' you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken hearted, I can't let you know,&lt;br /&gt;And I won't let it show,&lt;br /&gt;You won't see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time was different,&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I was just a victim,&lt;br /&gt;And it cut me like a knife,&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in this condition,&lt;br /&gt;And I've got all the symptoms,&lt;br /&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time was different,&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I was just a victim,&lt;br /&gt;And it cut me like a knife,&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in this condition,&lt;br /&gt;And I've got all the symptoms,&lt;br /&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQt-h753jHI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQt-h753jHI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! This video is UBER FUNNY!!! KEN LEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ken Lee, tulibu dibu douchoo.&lt;br /&gt;KEEEEEENN LEEEEEE MEJU MORE!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker, I tell you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-965450504449373189?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/965450504449373189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=965450504449373189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/965450504449373189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/965450504449373189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/rihanna-cry-im-not-type-to-get-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7626780457945888530</id><published>2008-03-17T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:37:22.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised I have many non-Christian friends. And I don't mean those free thinker. But Muslim/Malay friends! Hehe. When I was in secondary school, majority of my friends are Malays. Only when I came to poly, I only had 2 Malay classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't know where this post will lead to. Hahaha! So I think, I'll just stop here. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REHEARSALS tonight! Wooohooooo! Can't wait to see Kimberly and Katherine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7626780457945888530?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7626780457945888530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7626780457945888530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7626780457945888530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7626780457945888530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-realised-i-have-many-non-christian.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-5570346751792207528</id><published>2008-03-17T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T02:53:58.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='especially for you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;em&gt;miss&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-5570346751792207528?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5570346751792207528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=5570346751792207528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5570346751792207528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5570346751792207528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-you-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1971864404897803236</id><published>2008-03-15T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:33:19.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHC easter production'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R9vp_ltiI5I/AAAAAAAAA74/Qyw6dRk8KDc/s1600-h/easter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177989475256640402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R9vp_ltiI5I/AAAAAAAAA74/Qyw6dRk8KDc/s320/easter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone, YOU'RE INVITED! You'll surely get a call/message from me so please let me know asap which day you can make it ok? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's combine cell group meeting with N317 was great! I really had fun with my cell group! Love everyone to the max. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, GOOD NEWS for me! There's NO DRAMA REHEARSAL tomorrow! So Lucas and I are gonna donate blood! I love donating blood knowing that I can help people in need and my blood being replenished. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone. Needta wake up early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When we open our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;heart to the Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He opens our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eyes to the lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1971864404897803236?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1971864404897803236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1971864404897803236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1971864404897803236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1971864404897803236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-everyone-youre-invited-youll-surely.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R9vp_ltiI5I/AAAAAAAAA74/Qyw6dRk8KDc/s72-c/easter.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3133302291615098407</id><published>2008-03-14T03:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T04:14:57.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temporary number'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not think that I'm ignoring you or anything if I do not reply your messages. My line is cut because I haven't paid my bill yet. Or rather, my parents have yet to pay my bill. Opppppps! X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact me at this number (TEMPORARILY): &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;91282961&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave your name when you message me. I don't and won't reply when an unknown person message me, unless the message makes sense. Heeeeeeeeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Easter to be over! I want the rehearsals to be over yet I do not want. Sigh, it's always like that! Oh, the drama is SUPER nice, I tell you! Tears roll down my cheeks even it's just rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was reading my devotional booklet the other night and the title for the day was &lt;em&gt;Satan's Secret&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A driving &lt;strong&gt;instructor&lt;/strong&gt; in Germany was stopped by a police after a minor accident with a truck. However, he couldn't provide a driving license when the police asked for it. He had been instructing students for &lt;u&gt;more than 40 years&lt;/u&gt; on how to drive yet he didn't have his own license!! He had failed a driving test and was fearful of trying again, that was why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Satan also has a secret in his past that he doesn't want people to learn about. His secret? He &lt;strong&gt;no longer&lt;/strong&gt; has the power to separate us from God! Can you believe that?? Satan doesn't want anyone to know this truth because he desires to keep nonbelievers controlled by sin and believers entangled in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's true that because of sin we were separated from God. But when Jesus died on the cross, He bore all our sins and took on Himself our punishment of death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read that, tears just fell. I could say that it's not easy to sacrifice something, even to someone that you love. Me, sacrifice my ugly phone for my brother? My brother is the one who even sacrifice his SIM card for me! (Oh wells, phone for him is like at the bottom of the Most Imporant Things In My Life!) But imagine sacrificing something that is the most valuable possession that you have. Giving it up to someone you love? Or just like Jesus Christ, giving up His life to undeserving people like us! Would you do that? Could you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly thankful that I became a Christian, that I joined a cell group, that I joined a ministry. I'm thankful that God has helped me through my darkest days and nights. I'm just so so so happy now than before. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God, I love people more than before. As I always say, if God could change a person like me, I believe.. one hundred percent, chop chop, guarantee.. God can change a person like you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're invited to the most exciting place you could ever be on the weekends, especially this coming easter, City Harvest Church!! And I'm acting can! Hey please ah, don't tease and ask me, "So how many lines this time?" Hahaha! Naughty ah! You know who you are! HMPFFF!! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh man, I've been trying for like the past hour to go to &lt;a href="http://www.chc.org.sg/"&gt;http://www.chc.org.sg/&lt;/a&gt; to download the easter image but because of some errors, I can't!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our services at Singapore Expo Hall 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;FRI (21 March 08): 4pm &amp;amp; 7pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SAT (22 March 08): 3pm &amp;amp; 5.30pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SUN (23 March 08): 10am &amp;amp; 12.30am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do come and you'll guarantee have a great time watching the drama!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first typed something on this entry, I was clueless on what to type. Didn't think that it would be quite a long entry. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep now. 4.20am now.. Zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My desire is to please &lt;u&gt;You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3133302291615098407?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3133302291615098407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3133302291615098407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3133302291615098407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3133302291615098407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-please-do-not-think-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1274881653097497514</id><published>2008-03-07T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T03:39:21.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Boring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my blog is getting from bad to worse to worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if you wonder what I have been doing this past few days.. Well, I've been watching Korean dramas! And I'm super addicted to it! And it's been like 2-3 days that I haven't been going online (I'm online now though) because I didn't want to see the "notice" of those people who go online. It distracts my drama. Hahaha. And this past week, I've not have dinner at home and won't have at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have rehearsals tomorrow. Oh that reminds to check where the rehearsal would be! Heeeee! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyways, you might call me really slow but yes, I just finished Full House today and zomg! I'm in loooovveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Like, I'M REALLY IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg! I kept going back to the scene when Rain declared his love!!! OMG! I tell you.. Please watch it if you haven't.. Oh wells.. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm lemme see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I blog about now? Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I forgot what I've done this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I met Lucas and Cicil on either monday or tuesday. I think it was monday. Oh ya! Coz I had rehearsal on tuesday. Ok anyways, dinner was really nice. Not coz of the food but coz of the company. It's really nice to have Lucas back in sg. ((: Oh and guess what he got me from his trip?It was really thoughtful of him! hehehe. zomg! He gave me Zac Efron's poster!!!! HAHAHAHA. I think it was really hot. Hahaha. Ohh and he gave me a keychain with my name, "KATE". (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R9BGCKsCPEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/86KFHj2uYK8/s1600-h/RS1033~Zac-Efron-Rollling-Stone-no-1033-August-2007-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174712974891433026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R9BGCKsCPEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/86KFHj2uYK8/s320/RS1033~Zac-Efron-Rollling-Stone-no-1033-August-2007-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poster he gave me minus some of the words. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I came across this image online quite a few times already. Always wanted to post it but anyways.. since I'm in love now.. Here is it.. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R9BC6asCPDI/AAAAAAAAA7o/bZI0VYtUlAE/s1600-h/apic43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174709543212563506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R9BC6asCPDI/AAAAAAAAA7o/bZI0VYtUlAE/s320/apic43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm in love with a song and drama. How? Some of the statements above do not work for me.. Oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okiedokes, I gottago. Needta sleep now. Need to be at BOON LAY (for goodness' sake!) at 1030am! Zzzzz. Then get back home right after work then go sleep and energize myself for the big even tomorrow; IRON MAN! It's like an amazing race! YIIPEEE! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, I have to go for drama rehearsal which is gonna be fun as well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Easter! Really believing God for hearts to be open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I feel like my blog is a bit alive now! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;I was multi-tasking just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chatting (msn)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chatting (phone)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching One Missed Call I (Jap version)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surfing the net&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ask me how to surf the net when I NEED to read the subtitle for the movie? I don't know. I gave up half way and focused on talking on the phone with my dearies (Yi Ling and Cicil).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good night everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1274881653097497514?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1274881653097497514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1274881653097497514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1274881653097497514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1274881653097497514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R9BGCKsCPEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/86KFHj2uYK8/s72-c/RS1033~Zac-Efron-Rollling-Stone-no-1033-August-2007-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2640347402388353827</id><published>2008-03-03T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T03:31:44.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of people have asked me, "Why is your facebook so empty?" The answer is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rjRpixsMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/7dGcYw1ivJ4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173197014337433794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rjRpixsMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/7dGcYw1ivJ4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a waste not to see the total number from last week. Coz I've been rejecting a lot of the requests (opppps :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the very BORING update. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine! I'm gonna copy &amp;amp; paste the entry I posted on E316's blog. In case some people think I'm really sooooo boring! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**COPIED FROM E316'S BLOG**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone, I know you guys have been waiting like so badly for an update.. Here it comes.. Like, FINALLY! Heeeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Lucas' 20th at his home by giving him 2 surprises. He to send Mark down for awhile and when he came back, we surprised him by singing him bday song, giving him presents and praying for him. So cliche and we felt that we had to do something more for our beloved cell group leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after doing the normal routine of celebrating birthdays, we asked him to changed to his best clothes! So here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r5Ipixs1I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/2XfH-17YQus/s1600-h/DSCF2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173221048974422866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r5Ipixs1I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/2XfH-17YQus/s320/DSCF2054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PA (Personal Assistant), Nikki, was wating impatiently outside the superstar's room with one of the bodyguards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r5YZixs2I/AAAAAAAAA7g/bL6R-i2dvnI/s1600-h/DSCF2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173221319557362530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r5YZixs2I/AAAAAAAAA7g/bL6R-i2dvnI/s320/DSCF2053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE!! Even the fan getting impatient! "WHERE'S MY IDOL??!!! SHOW HIM TO ME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sang... &lt;em&gt;why are we waiting... Zzzzz..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r47pixs0I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/A7NDL0AgrOo/s1600-h/DSCF2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173220825636123458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r47pixs0I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/A7NDL0AgrOo/s320/DSCF2056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after taking a &lt;em&gt;looooooooooong&lt;/em&gt; time for the one.. and.. only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r4npixszI/AAAAAAAAA7I/M8N96VKPYUA/s1600-h/DSCF2058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173220482038739762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r4npixszI/AAAAAAAAA7I/M8N96VKPYUA/s320/DSCF2058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCAS CHIA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r37JixsyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/FLRryC6Q3U8/s1600-h/DSCF2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173219717534561058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r37JixsyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/FLRryC6Q3U8/s320/DSCF2059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paparazzi and fans crowding the star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r3rJixsxI/AAAAAAAAA64/Lyo4JD240cc/s1600-h/DSCF2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173219442656654098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r3rJixsxI/AAAAAAAAA64/Lyo4JD240cc/s320/DSCF2060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r3epixswI/AAAAAAAAA6w/XhJRTWAVczo/s1600-h/DSCF2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173219227908289282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r3epixswI/AAAAAAAAA6w/XhJRTWAVczo/s320/DSCF2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bodyguards behind are so NOT doing their jobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r3SpixsvI/AAAAAAAAA6o/TL-s-OY9pH0/s1600-h/DSCF2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173219021749859058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r3SpixsvI/AAAAAAAAA6o/TL-s-OY9pH0/s320/DSCF2062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. Gosh, the star is sooooo near!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r3F5ixsuI/AAAAAAAAA6g/g6fysVeiqps/s1600-h/DSCF2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173218802706526946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r3F5ixsuI/AAAAAAAAA6g/g6fysVeiqps/s320/DSCF2063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FANS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r26ZixstI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/-sGSQGRkok8/s1600-h/DSCF2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173218605138031314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r26ZixstI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/-sGSQGRkok8/s320/DSCF2064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make waaaaaaaaaaaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r2spixssI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/YvgGUdXrIFs/s1600-h/DSCF2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173218368914830018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r2spixssI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/YvgGUdXrIFs/s320/DSCF2066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autograph session. "One by one, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r2fpixsrI/AAAAAAAAA6I/4FIpCcz_vzQ/s1600-h/DSCF2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173218145576530610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r2fpixsrI/AAAAAAAAA6I/4FIpCcz_vzQ/s320/DSCF2067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodyguard: "Waaaaa, this people ah! Don't worry Sir, I'll protect you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r2TJixsqI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Z0RnMGP85TE/s1600-h/DSCF2069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173217930828165794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r2TJixsqI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Z0RnMGP85TE/s320/DSCF2069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r2I5ixspI/AAAAAAAAA54/YkFWvZ8j2Os/s1600-h/DSCF2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173217754734506642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r2I5ixspI/AAAAAAAAA54/YkFWvZ8j2Os/s320/DSCF2071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r165ixsoI/AAAAAAAAA5w/hVMa49luUMs/s1600-h/DSCF2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173217514216338050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r165ixsoI/AAAAAAAAA5w/hVMa49luUMs/s320/DSCF2072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r1m5ixsnI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_F_IOPvTU2A/s1600-h/DSCF2077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173217170618954354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r1m5ixsnI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_F_IOPvTU2A/s320/DSCF2077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r1ZZixsmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/mLPzaUdCiew/s1600-h/DSCF2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173216938690720354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r1ZZixsmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/mLPzaUdCiew/s320/DSCF2078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r1IJixslI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/P7VjeJrdIiw/s1600-h/DSCF2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173216642337976914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r1IJixslI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/P7VjeJrdIiw/s320/DSCF2079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Look at Lucas' face! "I've had enough of signing!" kinda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r03ZixskI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Yg1vBp7uvKg/s1600-h/DSCF2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173216354575168066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r03ZixskI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Yg1vBp7uvKg/s320/DSCF2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r0ppixsjI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Ek6vFu71Yoc/s1600-h/DSCF2085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173216118351966770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r0ppixsjI/AAAAAAAAA5I/Ek6vFu71Yoc/s320/DSCF2085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r0XZixsiI/AAAAAAAAA5A/hSLFgv4MTLk/s1600-h/DSCF2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173215804819354146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r0XZixsiI/AAAAAAAAA5A/hSLFgv4MTLk/s320/DSCF2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r0KZixshI/AAAAAAAAA44/o13RW4Lpn14/s1600-h/DSCF2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173215581481054738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8r0KZixshI/AAAAAAAAA44/o13RW4Lpn14/s320/DSCF2088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rz1ZixsgI/AAAAAAAAA4w/oq5Yv0XFu4I/s1600-h/DSCF2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173215220703801858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rz1ZixsgI/AAAAAAAAA4w/oq5Yv0XFu4I/s320/DSCF2095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. gonna cut cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rzVpixsfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/uSNGnQsJSgg/s1600-h/DSCF2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173214675242955250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rzVpixsfI/AAAAAAAAA4o/uSNGnQsJSgg/s320/DSCF2100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out! Bitter sweet cake, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rzIJixseI/AAAAAAAAA4g/fRQtXcMNoj8/s1600-h/DSCF2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173214443314721250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rzIJixseI/AAAAAAAAA4g/fRQtXcMNoj8/s320/DSCF2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ry8pixsdI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/z6hJNFaQ3tU/s1600-h/DSCF2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173214245746225618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ry8pixsdI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/z6hJNFaQ3tU/s320/DSCF2103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rytJixscI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/nXEH0A61wRk/s1600-h/DSCF2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173213979458253250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rytJixscI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/nXEH0A61wRk/s320/DSCF2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathering around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ryf5ixsbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6d_8LzoI8WU/s1600-h/DSCF2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173213751824986546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ryf5ixsbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6d_8LzoI8WU/s320/DSCF2105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to give Lucas a free facial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ryPZixsaI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Re1ZHZFpz7E/s1600-h/DSCF2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173213468357144994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ryPZixsaI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Re1ZHZFpz7E/s320/DSCF2118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ryB5ixsZI/AAAAAAAAA34/8kilEpYhOPw/s1600-h/DSCF2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173213236428910994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ryB5ixsZI/AAAAAAAAA34/8kilEpYhOPw/s320/DSCF2119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rxtpixsYI/AAAAAAAAA3w/srYDObQjL0w/s1600-h/DSCF2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173212888536560002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rxtpixsYI/AAAAAAAAA3w/srYDObQjL0w/s320/DSCF2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rxepixsXI/AAAAAAAAA3o/p28aCfQpyf4/s1600-h/DSCF2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173212630838522226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rxepixsXI/AAAAAAAAA3o/p28aCfQpyf4/s320/DSCF2130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rxQZixsWI/AAAAAAAAA3g/lNYc-4ezJ7I/s1600-h/DSCF2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173212386025386338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rxQZixsWI/AAAAAAAAA3g/lNYc-4ezJ7I/s320/DSCF2198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rxCJixsVI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/FxwZZRUg51M/s1600-h/DSCF2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173212141212250450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rxCJixsVI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/FxwZZRUg51M/s320/DSCF2250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rwipixsTI/AAAAAAAAA3I/qV4aT4uZipk/s1600-h/DSCF2270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173211600046371122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rwipixsTI/AAAAAAAAA3I/qV4aT4uZipk/s320/DSCF2270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rwLJixsSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/SvdKUbqYWiU/s1600-h/DSCF2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173211196319445282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rwLJixsSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/SvdKUbqYWiU/s320/DSCF2276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rv35ixsRI/AAAAAAAAA24/n4xEfB0Bo5Q/s1600-h/DSCF2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173210865606963474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rv35ixsRI/AAAAAAAAA24/n4xEfB0Bo5Q/s320/DSCF2277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rvX5ixsQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/qK2zO6ujWEw/s1600-h/DSCF2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173210315851149570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rvX5ixsQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/qK2zO6ujWEw/s320/DSCF2279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ru_ZixsPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2FBpOE2CRyI/s1600-h/DSCF2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173209894944354546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ru_ZixsPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2FBpOE2CRyI/s320/DSCF2280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173209512692265186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rupJixsOI/AAAAAAAAA2g/E3UOqBK1uzk/s320/DSCF2282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ruFZixsNI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Y-cHwwRnHYQ/s1600-h/DSCF2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173208898511941842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8ruFZixsNI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Y-cHwwRnHYQ/s320/DSCF2285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rMW5ixsLI/AAAAAAAAA2I/M5QzQzoi8C0/s1600-h/DSCF2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173171815764308146" 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src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rHVJixsEI/AAAAAAAAA1U/dqujtCtM3IM/s320/DSCF2269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rHBpixsDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/SCQ68ltHQy0/s1600-h/DSCF2302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173165953133948978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rHBpixsDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/SCQ68ltHQy0/s320/DSCF2302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had fun viewing our photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post more IF you give me photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**COPIED FROM E316'S BLOG**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2640347402388353827?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2640347402388353827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2640347402388353827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2640347402388353827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2640347402388353827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/03/facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R8rjRpixsMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/7dGcYw1ivJ4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7779253396504284894</id><published>2008-02-27T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:13:43.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring blogger'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is getting very very boring. I don't know what to blog about (usually, when I feel this way, my blog would turn out to be really long).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Lemme see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last night was the &lt;em&gt;shortest&lt;/em&gt; drama rehearsal ever! Haha. Was very happy la hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... I think I'm really getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I went out with Swee for lunch (Carl's Jr) yesterday. OMG. I was super full can? And we even shared! I miss working at Carl's Jr. Oh ya, you know what??? They changed uniform and I STILL HAVE my Carl's Jr uniform! Wahahaha! How crazy! Now I really cannot claim my 50bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm on my holiday. I can't wait to go back to the Philippines! I wish I could go back earlier, like now! I wanna enjoy my holidays there rather than here, playing game all night till 4/5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what else to type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm, Diana'a wedding is this saturday! OMG! I thought it was at 6pm, you know! It's actually at 11.30am! Whaattaaa difference right? hehe. Wonder when I'd get married and who I'll marry.. Hmmmm. still early (or not?) to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. I'm stuck! I don't know what to type. Not blogging for quite sometime makes me so stupid in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I want Angelo back! He's sooooo near yet soooooooooo far. So heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Karen, Ghij and Santy for dinner later! YIIPPPPEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;Lucas is coming back tomorrow! Ohhhh whaattaa joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart goes shalalalala, shalalala in the morning..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Can't wait to see him! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7779253396504284894?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7779253396504284894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7779253396504284894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7779253396504284894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7779253396504284894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-blog-is-getting-very-very-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4166341612522200183</id><published>2008-02-26T04:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T04:46:28.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have too many questions that people would find it difficult to answer. Or maybe, I shouldn't even ask.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I asking for too much? Maybe it's not really that important. I don't know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4166341612522200183?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4166341612522200183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4166341612522200183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4166341612522200183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4166341612522200183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-cant-you-even-say-hello-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4108213137777042209</id><published>2008-02-25T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:48:53.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finally philippines'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh btw, I'm going back to the Philippines on 30th March. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt;! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4108213137777042209?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4108213137777042209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4108213137777042209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4108213137777042209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4108213137777042209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-btw-im-going-back-to-philippines-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3354742687575411694</id><published>2008-02-24T23:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:52:42.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angelo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh man, what have I done to deserve this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Angelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't part with you my baby. I love you so much, I need you in my life.. Somehow, I knew our relationship isn't doing well.. but I never thought it could come to this stage. &lt;strong&gt;I'm not prepare&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught quite unaware! GOSH! Someone console me, &lt;strong&gt;please&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)))))))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3354742687575411694?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3354742687575411694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3354742687575411694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3354742687575411694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3354742687575411694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-angelo-wants-to-break-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-5754965772894378254</id><published>2008-02-22T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:53:58.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;disappointed&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-5754965772894378254?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5754965772894378254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=5754965772894378254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5754965772894378254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5754965772894378254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-disappointed-in-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1506093170776633455</id><published>2008-02-20T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:53:49.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been weeks since I last posted something up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very busy in school. I just finished writing my report. How boring! Oh wells, I feel rather disappointed with my latest submission - Flex. I am already thinking of what I am to do after my graduation in TP. I've been looking at RaffleDesign Institute's website. I really want to go there. I want to go to the Open House!! But the school fee is quite a bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm... I just received a sms from Esther. I thought I won't have to go for rehearsals this week(days) but I got called up. I'm quite excited to be able to act on the stage once again. Oh btw, I'll be acting in expo. (: Thank God for that! I really want to act in expo because my cell group is in expo! And it's nearer to my friends' houses. Or at least, it's more easily accessible than Jurong West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain dead. I'm very sleepy. I'll post more soon! My school is ending in a few hours' time! HO HO HO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys miss me a lot a lot a lot. ((: RIGGGHHHTTTT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1506093170776633455?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1506093170776633455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1506093170776633455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1506093170776633455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1506093170776633455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-weeks-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4853254636977535634</id><published>2008-02-01T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:08:33.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='very random part ii'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R6IJe40jGFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/3fVtbhAlB2o/s1600-h/SWENmessydesktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161698549173524562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R6IJe40jGFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/3fVtbhAlB2o/s320/SWENmessydesktop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored of SWEN (murderer! Coz it KILLS our time and as in.. waste our time. as in kill kill kill! )))): ) and TPSA (The Powerful Art of Storytelling) that I did this. See what school can do to people. Ohh btw, this is only 2 modules! MMP2 and DBMM not involve yet and OMG I can't imagine my week next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R6HMjo0jGEI/AAAAAAAAA08/eY3maZ4qCXs/s1600-h/adobe_creative+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161631560568608834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R6HMjo0jGEI/AAAAAAAAA08/eY3maZ4qCXs/s320/adobe_creative+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This wasn't print screened today. It was last night. Yea, mama bought me a new ZEN. LOVE YOU MAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you're wondering.. I like / love / obsess with PINK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~ Need to get back to TPSA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Joy is &lt;u&gt;my strength&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4853254636977535634?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4853254636977535634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4853254636977535634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4853254636977535634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4853254636977535634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-so-bored-of-swen-murderer-coz-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R6IJe40jGFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/3fVtbhAlB2o/s72-c/SWENmessydesktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6158441256940550128</id><published>2008-01-31T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:29:49.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='very random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Software Engineering is a murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laptop's wireless is abnormal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kutiekatiekate is going crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't ask.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6158441256940550128?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6158441256940550128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6158441256940550128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6158441256940550128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6158441256940550128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/swen-is-murderer.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-785249366412391353</id><published>2008-01-25T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:27:07.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to my 201 the entry! Huwahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5i7540jGBI/AAAAAAAAA0k/uj7zqmptwJI/s1600-h/24jan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159079976332630034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5i7540jGBI/AAAAAAAAA0k/uj7zqmptwJI/s320/24jan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5i7xo0jGAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3sfKkPXtktQ/s1600-h/24jan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159079834598709250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5i7xo0jGAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3sfKkPXtktQ/s320/24jan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I really love her. Don't believe that she doesn't love kisses! She's the BEST KISSER who has never been kissed. Figure that out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Kaye C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-785249366412391353?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/785249366412391353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=785249366412391353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/785249366412391353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/785249366412391353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-to-my-201-entry-huwahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5i7540jGBI/AAAAAAAAA0k/uj7zqmptwJI/s72-c/24jan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2625533805399133695</id><published>2008-01-24T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T02:05:03.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished doing the prototype for SWEN. Took me quite a long time to do one of the pages as I was still digesting the whole thing but as I went on, it got better. However, I remembered that Amazing Race Finale was on, so I watched it first. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say thank you couple of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is Ms Rosalind Nah for sending me home yesterday. Well, not really in front of my house but in front of my street. Haha. Which is a big deal! Haha. Coz I don't like taking bus especially during peak hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I'd like to thank KAYE CHENG (give her a round of applause!!!) for always being the not Little Ms Helpful but being the Ms BIG Help! I love you Kaye. I really really appreciate all your help, from the bottom of my cute heart! You're always there for the group. Always helping to compile our work. Thank you sooooooooo much! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri, 6pm. TPSU DND Preview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone threw tantrum at me almost the whole day. But when I ignored Phone too, it soften its head made friends with me again. We're ok now. Well, Phone's still a bit unstable I guess. Phone still remembers what happened yesterday when I forgot it in the lab. I'm sorry la, Phone! Don't get mad at me! I love you la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to do my MMP2 Proposal. Just when will project submissions stop?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;True love is like a circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5d9f40jF_I/AAAAAAAAA0U/N5ouDoM-CEw/s1600-h/editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158729884958398450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5d9f40jF_I/AAAAAAAAA0U/N5ouDoM-CEw/s320/editted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss &lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/heath-ledger-found-dead-in-nyc-at-age-28/news/5898"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt;. I love him in Brokeback Mountain though it was quite gross. I salute him for really kissing a guy. oh mi gawd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2625533805399133695?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2625533805399133695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2625533805399133695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2625533805399133695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2625533805399133695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-morning-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5d9f40jF_I/AAAAAAAAA0U/N5ouDoM-CEw/s72-c/editted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-9098996214592022796</id><published>2008-01-22T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:04:15.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear phone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!! *loudsigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not think I'm trying to avoid you if you message me like million times and I do not reply. It's not my fault. Really. It's not that I'm lazy or just want to ignore you. It's my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Phone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been together for almost 2 years now. You're always there for me. Everywhen I go, you're by my side. When someone is in need, you're the first one to tell me. (duh!) When I need someone, you're the first one that goes into my mind. My life goes around you. I treasure you.. I love you.. But maybe we're just not meant for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love doesn't have happy ending because true love doesn't end. Do you think we have happy ending? Do you think you're not going to die anytime soon? Just look at you. You're dying. Can you feel the tubes wrapping your whole body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think Phone? I ask you to talk to me but you're just idling yourself. What happened to you? Are you angry with me because I forgot you in the lab and went for lecture. Only when I wanted to message a friend then I remember you. I'm really sorry. Maybe the time has come for us to part. The only problem I have now is that I do not have anyone to replace you. Even if there was, it'll be worse than you. They say, when you part with someone, don't be foolish to take someone who is worse than the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do now. In order for a relationship to work, both party has to communicate with each other. But what are you doing to me now?? YOU'RE SERIOUSLY IGNORING ME! Do you know how hurt I am now? Do you know how lonely I am? I'm hurt, Phone. I hope you'd communicate with me. I pray that you'll not throw your tantrum at me tomorrow when I wake up. Fine, I'll let you sleep the whole night. I won't bother you by staying up just for me. I really pray you'd be better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready to part with you yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;kutiekatiekate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-9098996214592022796?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/9098996214592022796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=9098996214592022796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/9098996214592022796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/9098996214592022796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-everyone-loudsigh-please-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3364376336088936221</id><published>2008-01-22T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:20:47.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday beautrice'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Beautrice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Beautrice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Beautrice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 19th Birthday Beautrice!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad to have you as a friend. Thank you for always being a great friend! Even if you never allow me to hug or kiss you, I still love you loads. Heeeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3364376336088936221?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3364376336088936221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3364376336088936221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3364376336088936221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3364376336088936221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-beautrice-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-298864294230899425</id><published>2008-01-21T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:04:35.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trusting You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boooooooo school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine..? We have submission &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;every week &lt;/span&gt;and it's not even those tutorial kind! Not even those fast to do kind! Block B is sooooooooooooooo )))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sad/sick/tired/sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cough is sooo irritating! I had to go to the toilet during lessons because I didn't want everyone to hear me cough so loud. ROAR! It's sooooo pain can? My face was so red when I went to the toilet just to cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really thank God because I'm not super sick. I don't like throat infection + fever + migraine. It hurtsssssss so much! I've been there hundreds of times! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I gotta stop typing now. Interview tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;How wonderful&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Your Name&lt;br /&gt;Name above every Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-298864294230899425?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/298864294230899425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=298864294230899425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/298864294230899425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/298864294230899425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/boooooooo-school-can-you-imagine.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3248987422825400662</id><published>2008-01-20T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:05:01.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boooo school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid to blog now. I wanted to create a super long entry. I intended to upload all the KL/Genting Trip my family had last 23-25 November 07. But Kaye reminded me to do research and I thought of my MMP2 proposal.. I can't blog too long la. I'll die instantly by thurs if I do that. ))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I don't want to die too young. I don't want to die while I'm still a &lt;strong&gt;youth&lt;/strong&gt; (quiet and just read on! Don't comment! HAHAHA!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, I'll upload my face first. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5NFM_NrHJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/3cokTNzuytA/s1600-h/DSC03977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157542087698881682" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5NFM_NrHJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/3cokTNzuytA/s320/DSC03977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5NFIfNrHII/AAAAAAAAAz8/srbbKBTmRzs/s1600-h/DSC03976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157542010389470338" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5NFIfNrHII/AAAAAAAAAz8/srbbKBTmRzs/s320/DSC03976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher is calling out my name. Gotta eat dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*/start update 9.57pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is in a REAL mess and I couldn't find some of my stuff. How I wish I could just Ctrl + F! I really wish I could! GAAAAAAAAWWWDDDDD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, where's my notebook???!!! )))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end update 9.58pm/*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3248987422825400662?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3248987422825400662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3248987422825400662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3248987422825400662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3248987422825400662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R5NFM_NrHJI/AAAAAAAAA0E/3cokTNzuytA/s72-c/DSC03977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7758330387336627017</id><published>2008-01-20T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:05:25.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want to be more like You'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came home from Lucas' house. Thank God parents fetched us. I'll talk more about the great party we had some other days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to have longer patience. Sometimes people just ruins some almost perfect day. Sometimes people around you are just too difficult to handle because they do not want to listen. Sometimes people are just waaaaaaaaay toooooo childish. Sometimes, people just irritates you to the max. Sometimes people just makes you lose face. Sometimes people are NOT even ASHAMED of what they are doing in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, all you can do is to talk to that person. Breathe in, breathe out. Even if you get so irritated, we have to be wiser of what words are going to come out of our mouths. Even if that person, refuse to listen, you still have to do what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I need longer patience. I know I'm not perfect but please make every mankind know and value in life and not lose that precious value that people see by just making stupid mistakes in a heat of an argument or folly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to be more like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7758330387336627017?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7758330387336627017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7758330387336627017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7758330387336627017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7758330387336627017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-came-home-from-lucas-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2810531592037444319</id><published>2008-01-16T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:07:33.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;What on earth!! Somehow it's really true! Hehehe. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" width="375"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;nelkris kate --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[noun]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who laughs at anything (even this entry)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="15"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz_83.html"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Honestly, I think I really lost interest in tv. I'm not watching Amazing Race though I was &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; excited just now. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;/:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2810531592037444319?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2810531592037444319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2810531592037444319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2810531592037444319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2810531592037444319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-on-earth-somehow-its-really-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-8038215879845866660</id><published>2008-01-16T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:30:51.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dec 11 07 entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date with tv'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do not think that I have so much time today because what you're about to see later is quite a long entry. But this entry was created a month ago. It's just that it was saved as a draft. Wahaha. I just want to show the photos. I'm too lazy to upload again. Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, YES! I'm at HOME! Wow! ((: But I gotta do DBMM and MMP2 proposals! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was a pregnant woman this morning. Haha. Coz the first thing I did when I reached school was to complain! Haha. I'm not feeling well that's why. My throat hurts so much, I keep sneezing and I'm really afraid to fall sick as in really sick that I have to see a doctor! I don't wanna miss school! I have so many things to do. I can't afford to fall sick. Do pray for me ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEN test wasn't as difficult as I thought. But it was really dumb of me to forget my notes at home! Thank God I've already studied, well a bit. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited to watch tv tonight. Haha. After a loooooong time. Wanna know why I'm excited? Because, 7.30pm - Amazing Race, 8.30pm - Hunks Edition of Deal or no deal [I'm super excited to see the guys! Hahaha] and American Idol at 10pm! Yiiipeeeeee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I gotta do what I have to do then I can enjoy date with my tv! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy reading my entry.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Start~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;[12/11/07]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. A miracle happened in my life today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at 4.20pm! How fantastic could it be? I'm just super happy ok. I slept till 6.30pm. Zzzzz. Very tired ok. I haven't been sleeping well this days. I think today is one of the only days I'll get to see my home in the afternoon. From tomorrow onwards, I have drama rehearsals back to back. Gotta stay up late again.. Basically what we do in drama is to wait. Hee. Sometimes it gets really boring and tiring to watch the same thing over and over again but I get really excited when I think of how many lives we can touch through this drama! I can't wait for Christmas! I know that it's gonna be a real break for me! But I'm gonna miss everyone. Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so forgetful! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I lost my thumbdrive where ALL my work was! But I left it in school ok! Actually, I left it STILL PLUCKED in the computer that I used last night! OMG! But really.. whenever I loose something, I won't panic or anything. I'll always have this feeling of peace that everything is under control. But I redid my work and cried. Haha. Then this morning, I went to the bus stop without my ez link card!!! So I called home and asked Paul to pass me my card! Then after I've done my work, I went down without my HANDPHONE AND CHARGER! (I charged my phone in school) OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have too many things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, here are the photos on my birthday. It's not that I had a celebration. But instead, I sang on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16B5xFHq8I/AAAAAAAAAu8/U7Gqh6jTWuA/s1600-h/PICT0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142690653931023298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16B5xFHq8I/AAAAAAAAAu8/U7Gqh6jTWuA/s320/PICT0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16B0RFHq6I/AAAAAAAAAus/sdE9ykcohGo/s1600-h/PICT0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142690559441742754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16B0RFHq6I/AAAAAAAAAus/sdE9ykcohGo/s320/PICT0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BuhFHq4I/AAAAAAAAAuc/OqPkv-NaVuQ/s1600-h/PICT0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142690460657494914" style="CURSOR: hand" height="16" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BuhFHq4I/AAAAAAAAAuc/OqPkv-NaVuQ/s320/PICT0025.JPG" width="22" usemap="$$avantwidth$=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BoRFHq2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/yV4U4RsOLyo/s1600-h/PICT0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142690353283312482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BoRFHq2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/yV4U4RsOLyo/s320/PICT0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BixFHq0I/AAAAAAAAAt8/Iwet7v_5gkE/s1600-h/PICT0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142690258794031938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BixFHq0I/AAAAAAAAAt8/Iwet7v_5gkE/s320/PICT0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BdRFHqyI/AAAAAAAAAts/SyGbfr_0B5Y/s1600-h/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142690164304751394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BdRFHqyI/AAAAAAAAAts/SyGbfr_0B5Y/s320/PICT0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BWhFHqwI/AAAAAAAAAtc/0I7TQSvSSAg/s1600-h/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142690048340634370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BWhFHqwI/AAAAAAAAAtc/0I7TQSvSSAg/s320/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BQRFHquI/AAAAAAAAAtM/IWSap-ZRm_I/s1600-h/PICT0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142689940966451938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BQRFHquI/AAAAAAAAAtM/IWSap-ZRm_I/s320/PICT0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BGxFHqsI/AAAAAAAAAs8/4gX47Fprt2U/s1600-h/PICT0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142689777757694658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16BGxFHqsI/AAAAAAAAAs8/4gX47Fprt2U/s320/PICT0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night we left school after 12 MIDNIGH!! Ho ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CshFHrGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lNs4GuLmvEg/s1600-h/PICT0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142691525809384546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CshFHrGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lNs4GuLmvEg/s320/PICT0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CnhFHrEI/AAAAAAAAAv8/rUHUgJoYmtQ/s1600-h/PICT0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142691439910038594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CnhFHrEI/AAAAAAAAAv8/rUHUgJoYmtQ/s320/PICT0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CiRFHrCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/g7PZWWDxL7o/s1600-h/PICT0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142691349715725346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CiRFHrCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/g7PZWWDxL7o/s320/PICT0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CbxFHrAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/kFfgJ7cDbhc/s1600-h/PICT0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142691238046575618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CbxFHrAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/kFfgJ7cDbhc/s320/PICT0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CVRFHq-I/AAAAAAAAAvM/6RPZC62xRWg/s1600-h/PICT0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142691126377425890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16CVRFHq-I/AAAAAAAAAvM/6RPZC62xRWg/s320/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours before my birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16EPRFHrKI/AAAAAAAAAws/15TZYpwqKig/s1600-h/1_790831320l.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142693222321466530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16EPRFHrKI/AAAAAAAAAws/15TZYpwqKig/s320/1_790831320l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16EGhFHrII/AAAAAAAAAwc/6mrxiWTzfzY/s1600-h/1_196015895l.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142693071997611138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16EGhFHrII/AAAAAAAAAwc/6mrxiWTzfzY/s320/1_196015895l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY CELL GROUP SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH! I feel kinda unattached to them now. Hu hu hu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gottago now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~End~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Syarif! Hahaha. He's too famous already, he don't want to talk to me. Lol. Anyways, I seldom see him in school. Haha. I think many girls are jealous of my photo with him. Wahaha! Especially one in particular. I'm not gonna name names.. You already know who YOU are. WAHAHAHA! Ok ok, stop shouting in your room girl! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-8038215879845866660?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/8038215879845866660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=8038215879845866660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8038215879845866660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8038215879845866660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-not-think-that-i-have-so-much-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R16B5xFHq8I/AAAAAAAAAu8/U7Gqh6jTWuA/s72-c/PICT0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4055551971990586439</id><published>2008-01-15T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:06:09.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos with shikin'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SWEN presentation today. Thank God Problem Package 1 (PP1) is over.&lt;br /&gt;SWEN test &amp;amp; DBMM quiz tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos taken on TP Open House.. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yhJ_NrHFI/AAAAAAAAAzk/pPG0cv4ChtQ/s1600-h/Kutie081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155672866392054866" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yhJ_NrHFI/AAAAAAAAAzk/pPG0cv4ChtQ/s320/Kutie081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Shikin. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yhF_NrHEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/aAPl_wj1HAQ/s1600-h/Kutie082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155672797672578114" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yhF_NrHEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/aAPl_wj1HAQ/s320/Kutie082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shishis.. Shikin not tired of posing seeeeeh! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yhCfNrHDI/AAAAAAAAAzU/AXCNcCxARng/s1600-h/Kutie083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155672737543035954" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yhCfNrHDI/AAAAAAAAAzU/AXCNcCxARng/s320/Kutie083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha. Shikin still smile! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yiF_NrHHI/AAAAAAAAAz0/dsEhIETcOJ4/s1600-h/Kutie080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155673897184205938" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yiF_NrHHI/AAAAAAAAAz0/dsEhIETcOJ4/s320/Kutie080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaa~ Is it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yg4PNrHCI/AAAAAAAAAzM/paa69fZ7aHo/s1600-h/Kutie084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155672561449376802" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yg4PNrHCI/AAAAAAAAAzM/paa69fZ7aHo/s320/Kutie084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI! My another poster. Lol. It's smaller and there's a difference between this and the bigger one, other than the size! Heeeeeee. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye world. Gonna study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4055551971990586439?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4055551971990586439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4055551971990586439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4055551971990586439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4055551971990586439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/swen-test-dbmm-quiz-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4yhJ_NrHFI/AAAAAAAAAzk/pPG0cv4ChtQ/s72-c/Kutie081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7162908061749320219</id><published>2008-01-14T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:08:52.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='setting priorities right'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commitments'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do allow me to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore heels the whole day on friday which I totally regret with all my heart! It led me to bleeding too early! ): 3 weeks only ler! It should be 35 days! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! )): Sooooo SAD! AND I seriously HATE periods! I could die in pain! ):&lt;br /&gt;I was really physically drained. I thought I could faint anytime while I was walking home.&lt;br /&gt;Block B is soooooooooooo NOT friendly! So many projects to do! )))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must set my priorities RIGHT! Whenever I think of how much things I have to do, I will think of what Pst Tan has preached on sunday! "You won't be able to fill the jar full if you don't put in the fist-size stones first!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spirit was lifted when I heard that. I know this block isn't any good but no matter how many projects, presentations, assignments, tests and other commitments, such as church, cg, family commitments I have, I must know where everything stands in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7162908061749320219?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7162908061749320219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7162908061749320219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7162908061749320219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7162908061749320219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-allow-me-to-complain.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-246082349094488118</id><published>2008-01-13T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:12:48.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TP open house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alumni night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tito vic'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been really tired this past few days.. Going for rehearsals, rehearsals and eventually, the actual day of performance! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I just reached home from Msia. Went there to send Tito Vic. Really sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for make up cg today and the cg I went to was really cute. Heee. It's a rather young one too, almost the same as mine. But one of the members just asks waaaaaay too many questions. It's really funny and cute. I must say the cgl has long patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished doing the ppt for SWEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the photos taken on fri. TP Open House and Alumni Night. Waaaattaaaa PARTY! I looooooooooove it! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opYfNrHAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/0pI2L7MY2kA/s1600-h/PICT0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opYfNrHAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/0pI2L7MY2kA/s320/PICT0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154978224151403522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opQfNrG_I/AAAAAAAAAy0/EKlkoIIethY/s1600-h/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opQfNrG_I/AAAAAAAAAy0/EKlkoIIethY/s320/PICT0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154978086712450034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in the studio.. waiting.. and still waiting.. Pose first before we sing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opFfNrG-I/AAAAAAAAAys/CXU9WPqRuS4/s1600-h/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opFfNrG-I/AAAAAAAAAys/CXU9WPqRuS4/s320/PICT0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154977897733888994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opcvNrHBI/AAAAAAAAAzE/4zo2lawcwGM/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opcvNrHBI/AAAAAAAAAzE/4zo2lawcwGM/s320/PICT0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154978297165847570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4oo6_NrG8I/AAAAAAAAAyc/7sadCvFnAoA/s1600-h/PICT0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4oo6_NrG8I/AAAAAAAAAyc/7sadCvFnAoA/s320/PICT0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154977717345262530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4oo0fNrG7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/1rsbjnXa6uQ/s1600-h/PICT0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4oo0fNrG7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/1rsbjnXa6uQ/s320/PICT0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154977605676112818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4oow_NrG6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/uDXhM5HXAlA/s1600-h/PICT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4oow_NrG6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/uDXhM5HXAlA/s320/PICT0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154977545546570658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumni Night is THE event you shouldn't miss every year! Or rather, this year! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-246082349094488118?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/246082349094488118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=246082349094488118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/246082349094488118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/246082349094488118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/been-really-tired-this-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4opYfNrHAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/0pI2L7MY2kA/s72-c/PICT0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4563845427393955081</id><published>2008-01-09T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T09:40:19.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the uploading of photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not procrastinating anymore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first published entry of the year 2008'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heeeeeeeeeey! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know.. I'm late. Haha. I'm here to bring revival to my dying blog! Wahaha. It's sooooo dead la! And it's going to continue dying for the next few weeks, or rather, months. Heeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm singing in school again! ((: God's soooooooo good la ok! Long long time ago, before I even graduated from secondary school, I went to TP to attend Jam &amp;amp; Hop. Wahahahaha! And I wished that one day, I would be able to sing at that stage too. And Praise God, this Friday I'm singing at that particular stage (under TP's bridge)! Sooooooo fun! And I'm going to sing at Alumni Night too. I'm really grateful to show what I've got. I admit I'm not that good enough yet but I'm getting there. It's all because of You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 07 &lt;s&gt;Nov&lt;/s&gt; Jan (I keep thinking it's still November!) 08, was one of my crazy days. There were too many things to digest! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After MMP2, we were walking at the concourse when Kaye said, "Kate is one the floor! Kate is on the floor!!!" Then I was like, "WHAT??" Thinking that my photo dropped on the floor and I was even wondering which photo of mine dropped. To my horror, I saw my photo (real life size, for goodness sake!!) on the floor! OMG! It was the photo that we took during the photoshoot! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, every morning, I welcome everyone who goes in ITAS building. *kuangkuang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went home as usual. When I enter my gate, I have to like look left. It's just like that ok.. Then guess who I saw?? I SAW SHAWN!!! He's my new classmate for this module called MMP2! I just got to know him on monday morning. When I saw him, we were both shocked!! AS IN SHOCKED! OMG! He's my neighbour for more that TWO YEARS ALREADY ler!!!!! And as in we stay beside each other. Just next to each other's houses. Just beside. You know.. BESIDE!! I could faint and die anytime now.. Hahaha. Omg.. If only I knew earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what's the date now? Hahahaha. It's 10 January 08! I had to save my entry as draft first coz I had to do SWEN. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I gottago now. I need to summarise again.... Bluekz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's some photos first. I haven't uploaded for a long long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WYb_NrG5I/AAAAAAAAAyE/IWmSITCCrPw/s1600-h/Kutie073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153692955188075410" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WYb_NrG5I/AAAAAAAAAyE/IWmSITCCrPw/s320/Kutie073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha. I took this when there were not many people in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WYH_NrG3I/AAAAAAAAAx0/1EWG0hK4gvY/s1600-h/Kutie014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153692611590691698" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WYH_NrG3I/AAAAAAAAAx0/1EWG0hK4gvY/s320/Kutie014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the cute little sheeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WYBvNrG2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/5zrZnP9NjD0/s1600-h/Kutie017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153692504216509282" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WYBvNrG2I/AAAAAAAAAxs/5zrZnP9NjD0/s320/Kutie017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me playing around with the Elf's outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WX3_NrG1I/AAAAAAAAAxk/V3k4v1njxo0/s1600-h/Kutie002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153692336712784722" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WX3_NrG1I/AAAAAAAAAxk/V3k4v1njxo0/s320/Kutie002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter in the show, Isabelle. I MISS HER SOOOO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WXwPNrG0I/AAAAAAAAAxc/gQPXuDywy50/s1600-h/Kutie001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153692203568798530" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WXwPNrG0I/AAAAAAAAAxc/gQPXuDywy50/s320/Kutie001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family in the show. I don't know who's the father, really. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WW8PNrGzI/AAAAAAAAAxU/4u6IxtaEtjU/s1600-h/DSC03894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153691310215600946" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WW8PNrGzI/AAAAAAAAAxU/4u6IxtaEtjU/s320/DSC03894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my favourite girl! Love you, max!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4563845427393955081?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4563845427393955081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4563845427393955081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4563845427393955081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4563845427393955081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2008/01/heeeeeeeeeey-happy-new-year-i-know-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R4WYb_NrG5I/AAAAAAAAAyE/IWmSITCCrPw/s72-c/Kutie073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4663538166824800649</id><published>2007-12-30T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T00:18:09.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E316'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last post for 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHC christmas production'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing everyone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belated &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and Advance &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been updating. Been busy with church but I really love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss going for Christmas drama rehearsals! I miss MAX and the others! awwwwwww~ I was really glad to see Max today outside Expo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the 5 services was good! Praise the Lord! So many people came and so many were saved! Hallelujah! Really praying for retention, cell group growth and eventually a multiplication once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual Christmas day was not really a great one for me. I was like half dead. I slept at 2.30am [I had to wash my hair, dry it and even though I was really sleepy, I was crazily singing loudly in my room!] then I woke up at 5.30 am as I had to be in Expo at 6am. Had 4th svc at 9.30am and the last svc was at 12nn. I think I reached home at 5.30pm. I wanted to go out but I was too tired that when I sat on my bed, I couldn't help it but just fell asleep. I woke up at 10pm, washed my hair [lol! I know I'm emphasising on my hair too much coz there was waaaaaaaay too much spray on it! So that basically was my Christmas this year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been a great one for me! So many things have happened. So many people I've met.. So many more responsibilities, so many trials, so many blessings, so many new discoveries! (: I love You for this great year that You've given me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa &amp;amp; Mama: They bought me a PINK cardigan. Love you both! muacks! :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas: Necklace. I looooooove it! Thanks for everything! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah &amp;amp; Meleah: ALARM clock. Gosh, I NEED it [who would agree?] ! Hehehe! Thank girls! ^ +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee: Card &amp;amp; candle. You're so thoughtful! Miss you girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Li &amp;amp; Xiao En: Paper rose and home made sweet! Sooooo nice of you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cellgroup: Bag, which by the way I bought MYSELF! Ask my WHY! LOL. I bought the gifts for the winners of the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-most evangelistic [which I won, I seriously didn't think it was me la ok!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nominees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calvin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Gift: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Brown bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-servanthood [as usual, JESRIC! Thank Jesric! I appreciate you so much!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nominees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christopher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marcus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shaun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Gift: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Black cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mr/ms sunshine [Valerie! (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nominees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meleah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Micah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Gift: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pink cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mr/Ms Cutesy [who else? MELEAH RAMIAH! WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO! Such a cutey!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nominees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meleah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Micah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christopher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Gift: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yellow top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I'd like to thank God for always guiding me, loving me, blessing me.. Thank You so much for Your gifts. Thank You for You! I love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's wish/resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;do more for God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spiritual growth, I'm NOT satisfied!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be a better helper in the cell group&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love people and accept them for who they really are&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more stage business. lol [I want to shine MORE for Christ!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lose weight! 5 more kg and for goodness sake, I'm gaining weight!!! ):&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not to be a procrastinator anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;give my very best in everything I do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;multiplied time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;better in time management&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more focused&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more loving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GIVE MORE for my building fund, NOTHING is impossible!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's all for now. I know there's more (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok folks, I gottago now. I need to sleep. I have to wake up at 6.30am tomorrow. Need to go to school. How crazy right? 31 Dec 2007 and I have to go to school! 8am-6pm!!!!! Now you know which is the day that I WON'T really like this term! Hahaha! But actually, almost everyday la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon MMP2 Lab: 8:00-11:00&lt;br /&gt;DBMM Lab: 13:00-16:00&lt;br /&gt;MMP2 Lab: 16:00-18:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue SWEN Tut: 9:00-11:00&lt;br /&gt;DBMM Lab: 12:00-14:00&lt;br /&gt;SWEN Lab: 15:00-17:00&lt;br /&gt;SWEN Lec: 17:00-18:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed DBMM Lab: 9:00-12:00&lt;br /&gt;SWEN Lec: 13:00-14:00&lt;br /&gt;SWEN Lec: 14:00-15:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu MMP2 Lab: 9:00-12:00&lt;br /&gt;SWEN Lab: 14:00-16:00&lt;br /&gt;SWEN Lec: 16:00-17:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri TPAS Tut: 9:00-12:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri is STILL the BEST! (: The rest are just... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I gottago now. Need to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! (: love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4663538166824800649?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4663538166824800649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4663538166824800649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4663538166824800649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4663538166824800649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-hey-hey-belated-merry-christmas-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7152604891546079046</id><published>2007-12-20T03:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T04:08:34.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart&apos;s aching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='max'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ouch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many temptations. So many heart aches. So many trials.. I know that I shouldn't yet I still hope (SOMETIMES which is like NOW!) that I could just go back to where I used to be. That's all I could do - HOPE. Fat HOPE I can go back to my old life! Even if I want to, I know I will live in a life that I never wish I'd be in (again!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heart broken but I know that one day, a much better prize is what I will receive - THE ONE. I'm tired to feeling this way every now and then. I just want to be FREE! It's hard to let go of my past.. no one ever said it was easy. Oh maaaaaaaaaaan! I'm crying! SHEEESH! I dislike this! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart aches! ))))':&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving on...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Max. I just feel like talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R2l3DPNrGyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/gvfmAoK2JVw/s1600-h/1_714272523l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145774946754698018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R2l3DPNrGyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/gvfmAoK2JVw/s320/1_714272523l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R2l2_PNrGxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/89Z7UyJFFcs/s1600-h/1_636742792l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145774878035221266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R2l2_PNrGxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/89Z7UyJFFcs/s320/1_636742792l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really cute, don't you think so? (: She always makes my day! I'll miss her even more after Christmas! I'll miss our &lt;s&gt;clubbing&lt;/s&gt; I mean, cabbing during wee hours! Heeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All I want for Christmas is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FREE&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7152604891546079046?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7152604891546079046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7152604891546079046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7152604891546079046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7152604891546079046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-many-temptations.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R2l3DPNrGyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/gvfmAoK2JVw/s72-c/1_714272523l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3776070850774838785</id><published>2007-12-17T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:04:37.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R2Y0nvNrGwI/AAAAAAAAAw8/QVAe_Lu_NXs/s1600-h/christmas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144857481610730242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R2Y0nvNrGwI/AAAAAAAAAw8/QVAe_Lu_NXs/s320/christmas.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; is coming!!! Christmas services in Expo is COMING! HO HO HO! I'm excited! EVERYONE is INVITED! Do join us from 22 Dec - 25 Dec!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Dec: 5pm&lt;br /&gt;23 Dec: 10am&lt;br /&gt;24 Dec: 7.45pm&lt;br /&gt;25 Dec: 9.30am and 12nn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;50,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Believing for E316 &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;revival&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In You, I trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know I haven't been here for a long time. It's because I have been really busy. Grace and Kat are here in Singapore. I'm always busy at rehearsals. I barely have time for the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait for Christmas! I can't wait for many many things to finish. HO HO HO! After Christmas, I'll post all the photos that I have been saying that I'm gonna post. LOL. Genting &amp;amp; KL Trip, Divo Divas, Cell group. Plus I'm gonna post Christmas photos and Grace and Kat! YIIPEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get ready for rehearsal again! Gonna fetch Sisi first. Then head down to JURONG WEST ST 91! YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the preaching yesterday! So powerful!! I love to be in Your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great holidaysssssss! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3776070850774838785?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3776070850774838785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3776070850774838785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3776070850774838785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3776070850774838785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-coming-christmas-services.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/R2Y0nvNrGwI/AAAAAAAAAw8/QVAe_Lu_NXs/s72-c/christmas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3949353205582492575</id><published>2007-12-07T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:55:52.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake up call'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something really funny made my very stressful day. After TPSA, Shirin and I were the last 2 students to walk out of the room. And guess what was the first thing we saw? OMG OMG OMG OMG! It was a guy.. staring at himself.. in the reflection of the glass of those kind of notice board.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRACTISING HIS WUSHU[?] STEPS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! He was alone for goodness sake! I looked at Shirin.. She looked at me.. We tried, I TRIED, so hard not to laugh.. But it was rather a long walk because TPSA classroom was the last room in block 4 level 5. I succeeded, ALMOST! Till I almost reached the door! I couldn't take it. I just bursted out into laughter. OMG. And I'm smiling to myself now. GOSH! I have to cover my face just to smile. Sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR! He really made my day! When we walked pass him, I couldn't help it. I just had to turn my face away. Shirin tried to tell me some other thing which I can't remember. I just couldn't stop laughing, quietly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT! I can't stop laughing that I had to call Shirin! OMMMMGGGGG!! This is crazy! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'll never forget his reaction when he saw us! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! He was like so malu la! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NELKRIS KATE IS SO SO MEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks man for making me laugh sooooo much today! (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 5.30am and I couldn't sleep! I think I was worrying too much that I might oversleep or not hear my phone ringing.. I woke up like 6am, 6.30, 7... ROAR! Finally woke up at 7.45am after 4 of my lovely dovey friends called me. Love you all forever! Heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, 7.33am call. Then I went back to sleep. 7.38 call. I went back to sleep again. 7.43am call. I went back to sleep again but now a bit irritated with the noise from my phone. Last call 7.44am! I couldn't take it but I just had to get my butt out of my bed. Haaaaa! THAT'S THE REASON WHY I MESSAGED 6 OF MY FRIENDS TO GIVE ME WAKE UP CALL! wahahaha! Try it, it'll work. Especially if you're a sleepy head like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3949353205582492575?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3949353205582492575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3949353205582492575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3949353205582492575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3949353205582492575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2206529973157775800</id><published>2007-12-07T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:55:15.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome me back'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I pronounce my blog &lt;strong&gt;DEAD &lt;/strong&gt;not. Hee! (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many commitments. So many so many things to do. I'm physically drained but I'm spiritually renewed each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming. Term's gonna be over. A million &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! 3 will be down but 2 will arise. Many many photos to be uploaded on my holidays. I can't wait to have my freedom again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But after all,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are my Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2206529973157775800?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2206529973157775800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2206529973157775800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2206529973157775800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2206529973157775800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-pronounce-my-blog-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6436975844655971133</id><published>2007-11-23T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T05:24:20.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flirtatious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divo diva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye singapore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye Singapore! I'm leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youuuu&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YEY&lt;/span&gt;! I'm going to Malaysia later in literally 1 hour and 50 minutes. I think when I get there, I'll just float. I haven't slept yet.. duh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Happy happy birthday to me but I'm not really happy. I just can't believe what happen on my birthday. Guess what it is? NOTHING! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. Nah, quite a few things happened and that made me really cry. Not once, but thrice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whatta&lt;/span&gt; celebration! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever! As long as I'm happy because though my voice really is bad! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I cried because my voice is not nice too. Sigh.. I know, it's so dumb but yes! I cried because my voice is not nice! I'm sick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;! I'm dying. I dislike cough man! I can't even sing properly. Even seconds before I sang, my throat hurt! GOSH! Even while singing, I just felt like coughing. Sigh. But anyways, I'm still happy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. I know I know.. I just feel so bitchy while I was singing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wahahaha&lt;/span&gt; and I loved it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Okok&lt;/span&gt; see, that made my day and who made my day? MYSELF la and those people who wished me happy birthday. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Divo&lt;/span&gt; diva photos coming up! (: Stay tuned for that. Some really bitchy photos on the way. I don't know why but singing Unfaithful just makes me feel like so flirtatious on the stage and camera. Wahaha! &lt;em&gt;What you think I'm a flirt in real life? Slap your face one million times and say I'm a flirt again!&lt;/em&gt; XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I gottago. Need to pack my things. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Singapore see you on sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Again, You're the one who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;is always there with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6436975844655971133?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6436975844655971133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6436975844655971133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6436975844655971133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6436975844655971133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3060299724910703497</id><published>2007-11-21T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T02:01:17.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advance birthday post'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ROAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time that I reached home sooooo early! Yiipppeeeeeeeeeee! (: I wanted to stay in school but since I didn't have my laptop with me, I just went home to do my work. But I'm not here to celebrate this day that I reached home really early. I'm here to complain!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!! ): I'm NOT gonna name names.. but there's a person who just keep on breaking my fragile heart! GOSH! Ok, that's a bit exaggerating! Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he/she just pisses me off! He/She keeps pissing me off! He/She is special but he/she just keeps on pissing me OFF!!! I'm so angry now (no, I'm not actually!) ): GOSH! I can't even say out why he/she pisses me off. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok forget about it. I'm feeling better now. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for fri. But before that.. I wanna list down what's up with my very busy week! (: Here it goesssssss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mon:&lt;/strong&gt; Reached school at 8.40am for photo shoot. Class at 12nn. Class ended at 6pm. Went for rehearsal 7pm. Went home at 11.15pm. Reached home 11.45pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tues:&lt;/strong&gt; Reached school at 9am (didn't care if I was late or not. HECK! Made us wait for more than an hour the previous day!) Class at 12nn. HCI lecture ended at 6pm. Stayed in school till 8+. Reached home at almost 9pm. Slept before 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wed:&lt;/strong&gt; Reached school at 8am. Reached home at 1.30pm (YIIPPPPEEEEEEE!) Going to have dinner with Lucas and the rest later. Going for drama rehearsal at Aliwal St at 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thurs:&lt;/strong&gt; MY BORING BIRTHDAY (Unless anyone can really make me super happy and feel so special which is REALLY going to be REALLY difficult)!!! School starts at 12nn. Leaving class at 4pm. Program starting at 6.30pm till probably 8.30pm. Gonna sing somewhere in between. SO IRRITATING LA! I'M GONNA ENTERTAIN PEOPLE ON MY BIRTHDAY WHICH IS SUPPOSED TO BE THE OTHER WAY ROUND! I WANNA BE ENTERTAINED! ): Go home eat and family will sing happy birthday song for me and Ian. Yes, I have the same birthday with my brother. He very kepoh always wanna copy me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri:&lt;/strong&gt; WAD submission day! 3pm (flying? nah, just taking van) going off to Malaysia which I REALLY DESERVE since it's my birthday tomorrow and I have so many things ahead of me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAT-SUN:&lt;/strong&gt; God knows how much fun and photos I'm going to have! Now, are you jealous? HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gottago now. I WANNA finish my proj by today so I'm going to burn mid night oil when I reach home LATER! Wish I don't have to go out later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's for YOU, my first Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; wish is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for me to always have You by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3060299724910703497?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3060299724910703497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3060299724910703497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3060299724910703497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3060299724910703497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/roar-now-is-time-that-i-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-9156310121972202932</id><published>2007-11-18T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:28:04.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update of the week'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blueks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry haven't been updating. I was sick and busy so I didn't have the time. But I have a private entry which was not finished. Lol. My mama called me for dinner on fri that I didn't have time to continue after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's been really GOOD to me! I LOVE &lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: Cell group meeting!&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Ulf Ekman! WOW! (suffering.. GREAT WORD!) Sub zone Prayer Meeting. First drama rehearsal for Christmas (the unvailing of the first role)&lt;br /&gt;Mon: Sick.&lt;br /&gt;Tues: Mr Rick Toh informed me that I was chosed to be in publicity photo shoot out! PRAISE THE LORD!&lt;br /&gt;Wed: Went to the doc's. 2 days MC. Met Qian Wen. Went for drama rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: Lost my precious voice. Ms Catherine called to say that I've been chosen to sing for some competition. Only 5 chosen. PRAISE THE LORD!&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Back to school! Yipeee! TP RAWKS (which really didn't matter. Zzzzz!) Cell group meeting (great Word!) Drama rehearsal (the unvailing of the 2nd role)&lt;br /&gt;Sat: WORK!!&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Phil Pringle! YIPPEEEE! (painted WHILE preaching. HOW COOL IS THAT?!) Costume measurement. Cell Group celebrated my birthday. Kinda shocked! OMG! I was taken aback! XP EAST COAAAAAASSSSSSST! F-U-N with the CAPITAL"F"! Chatted with Tito Rey! Missed him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the very very very brief story of my life this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo shoot's TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love You. Sometimes I wonder, what have I done to deserve all the things You're blessing me? All I can say is: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm really BLESSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My greatest honour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;will always be to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;serve my Lord and King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-9156310121972202932?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/9156310121972202932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=9156310121972202932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/9156310121972202932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/9156310121972202932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/blueks.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3354787857100591994</id><published>2007-11-09T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:15:40.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrestling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camwhore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm dead beat tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zzzz&lt;/span&gt;. I need some serious sleep here! Like RIGHT NOW! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Blueks&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; fine, I'll just post some photos taken last sat (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cgm&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yey&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRv7IuUJvI/AAAAAAAAAsk/HrqwAC04oPg/s1600-h/DSC01719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848937226544882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRv7IuUJvI/AAAAAAAAAsk/HrqwAC04oPg/s320/DSC01719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Ling my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRv34uUJuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/GvXxOf1Q2qo/s1600-h/DSC01720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848881391970018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRv34uUJuI/AAAAAAAAAsc/GvXxOf1Q2qo/s320/DSC01720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Ling my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvz4uUJtI/AAAAAAAAAsU/kvps4tCjEHo/s1600-h/DSC01722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848812672493266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvz4uUJtI/AAAAAAAAAsU/kvps4tCjEHo/s320/DSC01722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Ling my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvuouUJsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ZxbF72_QjMU/s1600-h/DSC01723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848722478180034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvuouUJsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ZxbF72_QjMU/s320/DSC01723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Ling my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvoouUJrI/AAAAAAAAAsE/tVl82peyp8g/s1600-h/DSC01724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848619398964914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvoouUJrI/AAAAAAAAAsE/tVl82peyp8g/s320/DSC01724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Ling my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvk4uUJqI/AAAAAAAAAr8/lAR0n62mBxU/s1600-h/DSC01725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848554974455458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvk4uUJqI/AAAAAAAAAr8/lAR0n62mBxU/s320/DSC01725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Ling my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvdouUJpI/AAAAAAAAAr0/1Ln-9J3uE_Y/s1600-h/DSC01726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848430420403858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvdouUJpI/AAAAAAAAAr0/1Ln-9J3uE_Y/s320/DSC01726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Ling my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;camwhored&lt;/span&gt; outside Lucas' house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRuiYuUJfI/AAAAAAAAAqk/inImmDC1jqo/s1600-h/Kutie145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130847412513154546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRuiYuUJfI/AAAAAAAAAqk/inImmDC1jqo/s320/Kutie145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The posing dead people but FAILED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRuZIuUJeI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Nn8dqQLfg0w/s1600-h/Kutie146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130847253599364578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRuZIuUJeI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Nn8dqQLfg0w/s320/Kutie146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Succeeded? You judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvTYuUJoI/AAAAAAAAArs/Io9j7nmmwfg/s1600-h/DSC01729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848254326744706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvTYuUJoI/AAAAAAAAArs/Io9j7nmmwfg/s320/DSC01729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Welcome to Lucas' living room aka wrestling ring for the day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Oppppps&lt;/span&gt;~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvP4uUJnI/AAAAAAAAArk/0PSvOXYCYa8/s1600-h/DSC01730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848194197202546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvP4uUJnI/AAAAAAAAArk/0PSvOXYCYa8/s320/DSC01730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag team! Sisters VS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;NelkriSwee&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvK4uUJmI/AAAAAAAAArc/E9Ff1wCUWeo/s1600-h/DSC01731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848108297856610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvK4uUJmI/AAAAAAAAArc/E9Ff1wCUWeo/s320/DSC01731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;NelkriSwee&lt;/span&gt; is down! 1, 2, 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvF4uUJlI/AAAAAAAAArU/-t1fn0M3FW0/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130848022398510674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvF4uUJlI/AAAAAAAAArU/-t1fn0M3FW0/s320/DSC01732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;UNglam&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvBIuUJkI/AAAAAAAAArM/mlQPfHj3HEw/s1600-h/DSC01733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130847940794132034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRvBIuUJkI/AAAAAAAAArM/mlQPfHj3HEw/s320/DSC01733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Meleah&lt;/span&gt; can still smile. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRu84uUJjI/AAAAAAAAArE/wKysYzugj3w/s1600-h/DSC01734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130847867779687986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRu84uUJjI/AAAAAAAAArE/wKysYzugj3w/s320/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Heeeeeeey&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRu34uUJiI/AAAAAAAAAq8/-RfKIPNIeeg/s1600-h/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130847781880342050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRu34uUJiI/AAAAAAAAAq8/-RfKIPNIeeg/s320/DSC01735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Swee's&lt;/span&gt; smelly foot is on me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRuvouUJhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/l6-tbCO9uR4/s1600-h/DSC01736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130847640146421266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRuvouUJhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/l6-tbCO9uR4/s320/DSC01736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Swee's&lt;/span&gt; smelly foot. *yucks* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRur4uUJgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/ATkn6zZGEcA/s1600-h/DSC01737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130847575721911810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRur4uUJgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/ATkn6zZGEcA/s320/DSC01737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is... Wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Swee&lt;/span&gt;, are you on my side or what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna send a big &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;SHOUT OUT TO C138&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I never thought I'll have all of the supporting me all the way! From the first to the last song. They were there.. standing! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I'm really blessed to have all of them to watch me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I'm really happy! Really happy. Thanks EVERYONE! I couldn't ask for more. You presence was the BEST! Really.. Gosh.. the &lt;strong&gt;guys&lt;/strong&gt; were there.. just watching. Thank you GUYS and GIRLS! I'm super happy. Thank you very very very very much! la la la.. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the BOTTOM OF MY CUTE HEART, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I'm so touched!! I love all of you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; much! Even the guys were there. As in the GUYS GUYS GUYS! They endured their hunger, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;thrist&lt;/span&gt;, they endured the hot weather! OH MAN! I'm really blessed. Gosh. I don't know how many thanks I should say. I'm just really thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; MUCH&lt;/em&gt;! You guys just made my day! I'm really really thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh GOSH! THANKS A LOT A LOT A LOT! REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY MUCH FOR YOUR PRESENCE! I LOVE YOU, C138!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Shirin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Shikin&lt;/span&gt; standing all the way too! You girls rock! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Thankssss&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy recalling.. looking at my classmates while I was singing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;AHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;! I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;soooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who came. Thanks to those guys who laughed at me as my heal went in between the gap! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;HMPF&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;The show must go on&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Bluekz&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. But thanks for apologizing after that too. I knew you guys weren't that bad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks to everyone everyone everyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I WOULDN'T LEAVE OUT MY DAR LING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;YI&lt;/span&gt; LING AND VALERIE who came down all the way from the west side! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;AHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;! You girls are just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; sweet! LOVE LOVE LOVE! So did you have fun shouting for 20 people? 10 people for each person? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks!! I LOVE YA GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank You, Lord for &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still, You're the one who &lt;u&gt;always make my day&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually, You make my &lt;em&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3354787857100591994?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3354787857100591994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3354787857100591994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3354787857100591994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3354787857100591994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-dead-beat-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzRv7IuUJvI/AAAAAAAAAsk/HrqwAC04oPg/s72-c/DSC01719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6841030313280092180</id><published>2007-11-08T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:50:32.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new skin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOOHOOOOO! Finally a new skin! I know the previous skin is my fave colour but I had to get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bye bye my lovely pinkster skin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzL2-ouUI9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/jBGBQgzahQE/s1600-h/0811skin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130434481472414674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzL2-ouUI9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/jBGBQgzahQE/s320/0811skin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And say hello to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzL3EouUI-I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Z3ljJ1Y7mOs/s1600-h/0811skinA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130434584551629794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzL3EouUI-I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Z3ljJ1Y7mOs/s320/0811skinA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la.. (: Nice? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know.. You see a huge space on the right side of the screen (skins' screenshots). It is because my laptop's resolution is really huge. So there's a huge space on the right side. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance was good! (: But as usual, I forgot my lyrics again. I'm kinda disappointed with myself and the sound system. But it's ok. What's done can't be undone. I believe I'll have more opportunity to do the thing that I love the most. God knows my heart's desire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos to be posted soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to think of a story. My brain is really rusty now. I haven't been sleeping enough. After my performance yesterday, I had to go for an etiquette class. Coolness~ It was good but I was really sleepy. After class, I went back home and put down some stuff then went to town to meet Lucas, Yi Ling, Val, Swee and Diana. Aunt Irene came along too. Had dinner at Pastamania. *burps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a neoprint together. LOL. Oh and oh man, I just feel so special. They gave a bouquet of PINK flowers and some cactus! LOL for the cactus! Hehe. It was really sweet. I'm learning to appreciate flowers more and more. In fact, I don't really fancy flowers, chocolates, balloons and all those funny funny stuff that some girls would die for. But my cg has been giving me those except for balloons. Thank God! I don't know where to hide that if they gimme a bunch. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the chocolates that they gave me are still alive. Hehe. I've been eating them slowly.. I can't eat all in one go! Gosh! Too much. I'll grow fatter and fatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Diana, Swee and I walked around Orchard.. Looking for a ermz, club? LOL!!! But Swee la.. She's still underage. We walked from Cineleisure to Pacific Plaza then to Heeren when the simple fact is that Cineleisure is just across the road to Heeren! OMG! Thank God I wore my formal shoes. HAHA. Uhm, we went to The Balcony and deep inside my heart, I didn't wanna be there because what I wanted was to dance and I don't drink! I don't like. But before we even order, the waitress asked for our IC and Swee was like, "I forgot to bring mine." Of course she wouldn't show it to her even if she brought it. She' 16 for goodness sake! So we ended up at NYDC. *burps* We talked but not that much because it was already late. Going back home late is EXPENSIVE, you know. I can't afford to take a cab. I'd rather take a scolding from my daddy (because I'll wake him up and ask him to fetch me) than to waste my money on cab! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early today despite of my plan to wake up at 12nn. I went to Lucas' place with Tash and Ash. They played tennis. Dennis (the menace) came too! Hehe. Wow for the rhyming of names! Hehe. I over slept! ): I was really sleepy ok. I had 3 hrs of sleep yesterday! Thank God Tash's dad sent us to Lucas' place. YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally had to eat Botak Jones. It was soooooooooooooo yummy! OMIGOSH! You should try it. The fish and chips was sooooo good! The cajun chicken was sooooooooooooooooooooooo yummy too! OMIGOSH! *another burps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I realised that I had to submit my resume, cover letter and other requirement before 6pm (or 5pm?) to Vanessa. OMG! I quickly editted my cover letter and resume when I reached home. Problems aroused as I try to send the email to Vanessa! ): I don't know what's up with my tp account. Sigh. Instead of tp email, I used my hotmail account. I hope she wouldn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be in Vasanthi's house but I'm too tired. &lt;em&gt;I wonder why you still blog so much! You really talk a lot!&lt;/em&gt; ): Why you say like that? I wanna blog a lot can?! I just don't wanna go out of my house. I need to rest. I haven't been staying at home. I've been staying OUT of my house. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course.. I need some photos to brighten up this talkative blog! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what first!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MET ANNE AGAIN! OMG OMG OMG!! I MET HER ON SUNDAY, 3 NOVEMBER 2007!!! OMG!! We went to Ate Virgie's son's baptismal! (: Yiiippppeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMs4YuUJdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/R22dhNhBeMg/s1600-h/DSC07477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130493747726132690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMs4YuUJdI/AAAAAAAAAqU/R22dhNhBeMg/s320/DSC07477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DessMeAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMsxYuUJcI/AAAAAAAAAqM/T3WcjItYoRg/s1600-h/DSC07478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130493627467048386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMsxYuUJcI/AAAAAAAAAqM/T3WcjItYoRg/s320/DSC07478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DessMeAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMsiouUJaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_V_mS2yAFrk/s1600-h/DSC07495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130493374063977890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMsiouUJaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_V_mS2yAFrk/s320/DSC07495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DessMeAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMq1ouUJZI/AAAAAAAAAp0/48pdZdAmk0E/s1600-h/DSC07508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130491501458236818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMq1ouUJZI/AAAAAAAAAp0/48pdZdAmk0E/s320/DSC07508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DessMeAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMqY4uUJYI/AAAAAAAAAps/iUfDZuCz8lA/s1600-h/DSC07510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130491007536997762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMqY4uUJYI/AAAAAAAAAps/iUfDZuCz8lA/s320/DSC07510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DessMeAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMqSouUJXI/AAAAAAAAApk/zgDBeO4I4Nw/s1600-h/DSC07511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490900162815346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMqSouUJXI/AAAAAAAAApk/zgDBeO4I4Nw/s320/DSC07511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DessMeAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMqGIuUJWI/AAAAAAAAApc/FNkSaFuRCjs/s1600-h/DSC07512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490685414450530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMqGIuUJWI/AAAAAAAAApc/FNkSaFuRCjs/s320/DSC07512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DessMeAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMp74uUJVI/AAAAAAAAApU/k8GNGewepNk/s1600-h/DSC07513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490509320791378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMp74uUJVI/AAAAAAAAApU/k8GNGewepNk/s320/DSC07513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMpw4uUJUI/AAAAAAAAApM/jzer5IZGq6s/s1600-h/DSC07514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490320342230338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMpw4uUJUI/AAAAAAAAApM/jzer5IZGq6s/s320/DSC07514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMpoouUJTI/AAAAAAAAApE/DzeriZWNKhU/s1600-h/DSC07515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490178608309554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMpoouUJTI/AAAAAAAAApE/DzeriZWNKhU/s320/DSC07515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMpZIuUJSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/MVIXsxp2Ob8/s1600-h/DSC07516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130489912320337186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMpZIuUJSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/MVIXsxp2Ob8/s320/DSC07516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMpQ4uUJRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/FiFojIe3-SQ/s1600-h/DSC07517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130489770586416402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMpQ4uUJRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/FiFojIe3-SQ/s320/DSC07517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMoUouUJOI/AAAAAAAAAog/yDTv_XZ3OOA/s1600-h/DSC07520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488735499298018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMoUouUJOI/AAAAAAAAAog/yDTv_XZ3OOA/s320/DSC07520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnneMeDess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMoI4uUJNI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Y6E0rVLR9-8/s1600-h/DSC07521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488533635835090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMoI4uUJNI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Y6E0rVLR9-8/s320/DSC07521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnneMeDess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMoCIuUJMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ulk8uBd5Wy8/s1600-h/DSC07522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488417671718082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMoCIuUJMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ulk8uBd5Wy8/s320/DSC07522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnneMeDess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMn54uUJLI/AAAAAAAAAoI/m4DvN6Oa6vM/s1600-h/DSC07523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488275937797298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMn54uUJLI/AAAAAAAAAoI/m4DvN6Oa6vM/s320/DSC07523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeDessAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMny4uUJKI/AAAAAAAAAoA/nN2S_w7VjHI/s1600-h/DSC07524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488155678712994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMny4uUJKI/AAAAAAAAAoA/nN2S_w7VjHI/s320/DSC07524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeDessAnnewithRommel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMnnIuUJJI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-ImaapB1O-w/s1600-h/DSC07525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130487953815250066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMnnIuUJJI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-ImaapB1O-w/s320/DSC07525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeDessThomasAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMnfYuUJII/AAAAAAAAAnw/GAim8rmN3s8/s1600-h/DSC07527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130487820671263874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMnfYuUJII/AAAAAAAAAnw/GAim8rmN3s8/s320/DSC07527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeDessThomasAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMnVYuUJHI/AAAAAAAAAno/sloq3iKGBGY/s1600-h/DSC07528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130487648872572018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMnVYuUJHI/AAAAAAAAAno/sloq3iKGBGY/s320/DSC07528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThomasMeDessAnneBrianJR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMm54uUJGI/AAAAAAAAAng/oSFd9QjcgSU/s1600-h/DSC07531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130487176426169442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMm54uUJGI/AAAAAAAAAng/oSFd9QjcgSU/s320/DSC07531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeBrianDessAnne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMmvIuUJFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pcfsTXY7lIA/s1600-h/DSC07533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130486991742575698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMmvIuUJFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pcfsTXY7lIA/s320/DSC07533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'sAnne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMmcYuUJEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XYc4aSkh1qA/s1600-h/DSC07534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130486669620028482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMmcYuUJEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XYc4aSkh1qA/s320/DSC07534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThreeMonkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMmSouUJDI/AAAAAAAAAnI/7J0yph3dzW8/s1600-h/DSC07535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130486502116303922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMmSouUJDI/AAAAAAAAAnI/7J0yph3dzW8/s320/DSC07535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThomasKpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMlOYuUJCI/AAAAAAAAAnA/UxIcledg7dI/s1600-h/DSC07536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130485329590232098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMlOYuUJCI/AAAAAAAAAnA/UxIcledg7dI/s320/DSC07536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMbYYuUJAI/AAAAAAAAAmw/FxVHac2L-F8/s1600-h/DSC07538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130474506272646146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMbYYuUJAI/AAAAAAAAAmw/FxVHac2L-F8/s320/DSC07538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnneMeDess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMbO4uUI_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/l5PK6xJrDP8/s1600-h/DSC07539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130474343063888882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzMbO4uUI_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/l5PK6xJrDP8/s320/DSC07539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnneMeDess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6841030313280092180?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6841030313280092180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6841030313280092180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6841030313280092180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6841030313280092180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/woooohooooo-finally-new-skin-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RzL2-ouUI9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/jBGBQgzahQE/s72-c/0811skin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-5771379998117371497</id><published>2007-11-07T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T02:54:03.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trusting You'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am down. I can't sleep! I don't feel like doing anything tomorrow. I feel like just sleeping the whole day. I feel like watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. I should be confident and really memorise my lyrics already but..... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my trust in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't do this without You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guide me through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll sing for You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-5771379998117371497?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5771379998117371497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=5771379998117371497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5771379998117371497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5771379998117371497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-i-really-am-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-214488228329278517</id><published>2007-11-07T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T02:44:25.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divo divas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I ought to be sleeping but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather down. Yesterday's full dress rehearsal was a disaster for me! I forgot my lyrics (duet) and I just sang anyhow. I'm sooooo sorry Uday! Please forgive me! Even for my solo! I forgot my note! OMG! I was kinda frustrated with myself. I let myself and Uday down. Thank God he just followed me! It was actually kinda funny coz we sort of stared at each other LOOKING REALLY SHOCKED! LOL! Like, "WHAT ON EARTH KATE????" HAHAHAHA!! I won't forget that look that Uday had on his face! HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still... Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brigther side, I'm really blessed to have my darlings Kaye, Beautrice, Yan Hua and Yi Ling (cg member)! COZ THEY ARE GOING TO BRING FOR ME MAKE UP, MAKE UP REMOVER (OMG!!! SOOOOO SWEET!!), ACCESSORIES AND CAMERA!! OMG OMG OMG! I'm so blessed to have the 4 of you! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beau beau.. I'm sad, you know why. AHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'm sorry about... I'll tell you personally ok. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua, &lt;s&gt;Auntie&lt;/s&gt; Kate loves you very much. Tomorrow I'll sing for you loud loud till you come out of your mommy Kaye's body, YOU WANT? But I will miss you if you're not with her anymore. ): Ok I'm talking crap here. LOL. I love you Kaye! You know I really do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Divos and Divas day! (: I'm gonna miss everyone sooooooooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DATE: 07 NOVEMBER 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME: 12.30-1.30PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VENUE: TP'S THE PLAZA (BESIDE LIBRARY)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya there! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-214488228329278517?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/214488228329278517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=214488228329278517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/214488228329278517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/214488228329278517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-i-ought-to-be-sleeping-but-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4655733610868945626</id><published>2007-11-06T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:19:57.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needs a hug'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from school. Ahhhhh! I'm really down today! Really really down. Because I forgot to bring my precious handphone to school. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I survived half a day without my phone, that's the only good part. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and received so many calls and messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for Wanying. She stays at Ubi so I shared a cab with her. If not for her, my pocket would just burn. I can't spend much anymore. HAIZ! We had to pay (x1.5) $8.50 for the cab. What's with that?? THAT'S SOOOOO CHEAP!! I remember, I took a cab to school alone and it cost me $8.60! And it wasn't even x1.5!! Ahhhhhh! So unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway anyway, I'm really tired and sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos taken on 031107.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry9OXCjEZSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ypGj6uNPNYg/s1600-h/Kutie148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129404658326201634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry9OXCjEZSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ypGj6uNPNYg/s320/Kutie148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;strong&gt;ON&lt;/strong&gt; Swee! Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry9OCijEZRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/F_OHRo23khc/s1600-h/DSC01721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129404306138883346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry9OCijEZRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/F_OHRo23khc/s320/DSC01721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my darling Yi Ling. (: muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry9OjyjEZTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/F5rMGsKOc54/s1600-h/Kutie149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129404877369533746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry9OjyjEZTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/F5rMGsKOc54/s320/Kutie149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate wrestler! No wonder my arms are like that. Opppsss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4655733610868945626?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4655733610868945626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4655733610868945626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4655733610868945626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4655733610868945626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry9OXCjEZSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ypGj6uNPNYg/s72-c/Kutie148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4682750576825609520</id><published>2007-11-05T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T01:34:01.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry37fCjEZJI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hMLNgnjG-qI/s1600-h/4novbuildingfund.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129032061323338898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry37fCjEZJI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hMLNgnjG-qI/s320/4novbuildingfund.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; arise and build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's not just building a building, but it's about building lives!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Pst Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you a sacrifice. You know it's a sacrifice but I'm willing and excited to give! I love You so, I wanna build lives. I wanna see people get save. I have this stirring up in my heart. You made me feel it. &lt;strong&gt;If I can see it, I can have it.&lt;/strong&gt; And I see these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry38VSjEZPI/AAAAAAAAAlw/J3-EgplgF8M/s1600-h/365073565_80e53fe600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129032993331242226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry38VSjEZPI/AAAAAAAAAlw/J3-EgplgF8M/s320/365073565_80e53fe600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry38RyjEZOI/AAAAAAAAAlo/RJ8N2ugjazc/s1600-h/tdgfs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129032933201700066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry38RyjEZOI/AAAAAAAAAlo/RJ8N2ugjazc/s320/tdgfs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry38ECjEZMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/whGBqKwhLic/s1600-h/441185143_3e2c8a0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129032696978498754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry38ECjEZMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/whGBqKwhLic/s320/441185143_3e2c8a0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry37_SjEZLI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/BgbOSV4ywVw/s1600-h/368024592_bb74a65579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129032615374120114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry37_SjEZLI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/BgbOSV4ywVw/s320/368024592_bb74a65579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry375CjEZKI/AAAAAAAAAlI/0e0T6acefkc/s1600-h/192156622_79a14490fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129032507999937698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry375CjEZKI/AAAAAAAAAlI/0e0T6acefkc/s320/192156622_79a14490fd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We see it, so we can have it! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4682750576825609520?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4682750576825609520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4682750576825609520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4682750576825609520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4682750576825609520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-will-arise-and-build.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Ry37fCjEZJI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hMLNgnjG-qI/s72-c/4novbuildingfund.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6746389031178419232</id><published>2007-11-02T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:33:08.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;K2 AND AMILUS! Please send me the McPhotos laaa!!!! ): Ok fine! It's also my fault because I always appear offline when I'm actually online. Opps!! I don't really enjoy chatting now.. I don't like to be disturbed when I'm surfing the net! Hahaha! Ok fine fine fine! Here are some photos I stole from Ou Amilus' blog! Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoERSjEY1I/AAAAAAAAAis/fHV3ROQk1uk/s1600-h/z115312630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127915820797944658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoERSjEY1I/AAAAAAAAAis/fHV3ROQk1uk/s320/z115312630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaye with her 4 monkey shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoENSjEY0I/AAAAAAAAAik/3-pBqjB5QKQ/s1600-h/z115312627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127915752078467906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoENSjEY0I/AAAAAAAAAik/3-pBqjB5QKQ/s320/z115312627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LQ covering her precious things.. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;align="center"&gt;***&lt;align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MIN-HEIGHT: 250px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 250px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your DREAM CELEB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/JO/JOY/joyus1/1152481914_x-Zacefron.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac Efron&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/joyus1/quizzes/Who+is+your+DREAM+CELEB." target="quizilla"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Join&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/joyus1/quizzes/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=3574807" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I told ya! He's my CRUSH! HE'S HAWT~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm sooooo happy! I really thank God for Lucas, Diana and Cicil. I'm really blessed to have them in my life. I can't ask for more. They bought for me chocolate, they waited for me to finish my food for almost an hour, they made for me a card, they showered me with love, care and concern. What more could I ask for when it's NOT even my birthday?! Thank you guys so much! Everything you've done just overwhelmed me. Your words of encouragements and love means so much to me. I'm so blessed to have the 3 of you in my life. So blessed! (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoMcyjEY4I/AAAAAAAAAjE/cdnrqNH_9qc/s1600-h/Kutie139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127924814459462530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoMcyjEY4I/AAAAAAAAAjE/cdnrqNH_9qc/s320/Kutie139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The card that Diana made! She woke up at 2am just to make this precious card! THANKS DIANA! I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoMTCjEY2I/AAAAAAAAAi0/QG2ojK49Va0/s1600-h/Kutie137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127924646955737954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoMTCjEY2I/AAAAAAAAAi0/QG2ojK49Va0/s320/Kutie137.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COULD be eaten BEFORE midnight! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoMYyjEY3I/AAAAAAAAAi8/1Y7tTxrBU9g/s1600-h/Kutie138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127924745739985778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoMYyjEY3I/AAAAAAAAAi8/1Y7tTxrBU9g/s320/Kutie138.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My AFTER midnight theraphy! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you guys soooooooo very much! Everything you've done means the world to me! Love love love love love! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Storytelling time tomorrow.. Can't wait! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6746389031178419232?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6746389031178419232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6746389031178419232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6746389031178419232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6746389031178419232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/k2-and-amilus-please-send-me-mcphotos.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoERSjEY1I/AAAAAAAAAis/fHV3ROQk1uk/s72-c/z115312630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7611938629627287250</id><published>2007-11-02T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T00:42:31.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoAnijEYzI/AAAAAAAAAic/MG4L6FPKxeY/s1600-h/135803081l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127911805003522866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoAnijEYzI/AAAAAAAAAic/MG4L6FPKxeY/s320/135803081l+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, my dear Vasanthi!! I miss you sooooo very much! I miss the times we've shared together! The laughter, the jokes, the misunderstandings.. I miss everything! I miss you very much! You're 1 year older now! FINALLY WE'RE OF THE SAME AGE! But only for 20 days la! Hehehe! It doesn't matter though.. At least, we're the same! Hehe. I miss you very very much. I wish I could see you everyday in school. I wanna spend time with you babe! I miss you very very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best in life. I wish you happiness. I wish you'll meet the right one whom you've been waiting for! Hehe. You'll always be my best friend. A friend I always treasure. I miss you and I love you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Vas! Love love you always ways!! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7611938629627287250?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7611938629627287250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7611938629627287250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7611938629627287250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7611938629627287250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-my-dear-vasanthi-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyoAnijEYzI/AAAAAAAAAic/MG4L6FPKxeY/s72-c/135803081l+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-499349287836307561</id><published>2007-10-31T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:46:07.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's actually lots of things that I want to say but.. I think I'd rather not. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING TOMORROW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my Beaut, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and K2! Happy happy! After shopping gonna have BS with Lucas, M &amp;amp; M! After BS gonna have dinner with Lucas, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cicil&lt;/span&gt; and maybe Diana and Dennis! Love love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy day waiting ahead of me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McPhoto&lt;/span&gt; to be uploaded soon! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;K2!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AMILUS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Send me the photos la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of people have asked me why I don't have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tagboard&lt;/span&gt;! Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;waaaaaaay&lt;/span&gt; to many! Well, I don't have because I think it'll be better if my blog is just one way "conversation"? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Not that I don't wanna entertain comments... Well, FINE! I don't really wanna entertain comments because I just don't want. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Yea. I think it's hard to please me in some things. I'm still alive anyways! You can still tell me your comment on anything that's here if you see me! (: I'd prefer it that way! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm friendly yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaut can't sleep! She's going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;insane&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! She can't wait to shop! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! Someone stop her from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;insomnia&lt;/span&gt; tonight! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Funny woman! Love ya! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-499349287836307561?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/499349287836307561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=499349287836307561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/499349287836307561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/499349287836307561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-speechless.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7720465179296432364</id><published>2007-10-30T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:03:35.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thank God for Lucas, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cicil&lt;/span&gt;, Diana and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GJ&lt;/span&gt;. I thank God for my cell group members. I thank God for my classmates. I thank God for my friends. I thank for you.. You made me a better person. You made me realise my mistakes. You made me see my strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7720465179296432364?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7720465179296432364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7720465179296432364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7720465179296432364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7720465179296432364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7402369752590243091</id><published>2007-10-28T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:32:27.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a great day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-service prayer meeting was great, the service was great, the prayer meeting was great, everything was great because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God is GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy. God has spoken to me an amount to give for the Arise and Build. It's a sacrifice! When God showed me the amount, I wasn't stunned. I was just like, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!". But as I think about it now, boy it's a sacrifice! It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it's not for me. It's for God who sacrificed His only Son for a person like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy today! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Qian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wen came to service and it's really nice to have her! I got to speak to her about Christianity and I really hope we [E316] could make a difference in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many photos to be uploaded. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Blueks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Me too lazy to upload! Or rather, I have assignments to do! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; week and there are so many things to submit already! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yiiikeesss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummy aches like mad. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tzehui&lt;/span&gt; asked me [at City Hall, on the way to Lucas' house], "when is it coming?" I felt something. Never did I thought it'll be that! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;! Tummy ached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; bad! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;AHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has known it for 2 months consecutively! Ahhhhhhh I won't name names! I'm so malu now! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Okies&lt;/span&gt;, I'll get some work done now! Ta~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;Preview tomorrow! I need my voice back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7402369752590243091?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7402369752590243091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7402369752590243091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7402369752590243091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7402369752590243091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-had-great-day-today-pre-service.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3356396029992857907</id><published>2007-10-26T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:02:47.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever wondered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125625447882973970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyHhMCjEYxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/gD7H-grHWX0/s320/1_240141926l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Jesus was living in our generation.. What kinda song He'd be listening to? &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3356396029992857907?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3356396029992857907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3356396029992857907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3356396029992857907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3356396029992857907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RyHhMCjEYxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/gD7H-grHWX0/s72-c/1_240141926l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3353224033127062997</id><published>2007-10-25T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:37:22.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;)':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Help me forget my past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the only one I need, Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are my freedom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus You're the reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3353224033127062997?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3353224033127062997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3353224033127062997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3353224033127062997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3353224033127062997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2139010738299367015</id><published>2007-10-24T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T01:08:44.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm blur&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;))))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; blur today! I don't remember eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sotong&lt;/span&gt; at all! So this is what happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought there was a practice today. I went back to school from TM to meet the girls. I called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wanying&lt;/span&gt;, she said there's no practice. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with that because I had to go back to school to meet Delphine anyways. She had to pass me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flyers&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; camp. So I met her. Met Mark at the mushroom. Just chat with him.. and waited till like 1.50pm then we went back to IT school. I printed out my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOA&lt;/span&gt; form and he went to his 4 hour long lesson with George! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! IN3D! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Blueks&lt;/span&gt;! Dun like that subject! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zzzzz&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was done, I went home.. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; happy I could take a nap or rather, sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Oh ya! Side track for awhile. Lucas woke me up in the middle of the night! ): It was 1.50am when he called me.. He used his home phone then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like, "Hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; [I was too sleepy to remember the name but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; it wasn't my name!]"&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? [with the very sleepy tone]&lt;br /&gt;Lucas: Hello bla bla?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? [blur + sleepy tone]&lt;br /&gt;Lucas: Oh no, sorry I woke you up!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I was soooo sleepy can? Then I couldn't sleep for the next 20 minutes or sooo.. ): Then when I woke up, I thought it was a dream. I checked my received calls and he really called! Hahaha! ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so.. as I was saying, I was soooo happy to take a nap. La la la la.. I didn't realise it was already 6pm until Ate Mary called me. She asked if it was ok if I was the one to go over to Aljunied and pass Micah the flyer.. Ok, so I went out like, 7+. Here comes the very very very blur me! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already ABOUT TO GO IN THE CONTROL STATION when I realised.. I DIDN'T BRING MY EZLINK CARD!!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Chris to bring for me anyone's ezlink card. Haha guess what? He brought me Paul's! Gosh! I used Primary School ezlink card! Shhhhh! HAHA. Ok so.. I was there at Aljunied. I was searching for the flyers.. guess what? IT WASN'T IN MY BAG!!!! double sad!!! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called home and asked Paul to search for the flyers. He said I showed it to my mama. So I asked him to search for it downstairs.. He said don't have!! SAD SAD SAD! OMG OMG OMG! How was I going to tell Lucas, I thought. So I went home.. Apologised to M&amp;amp;M.. sad sad! I called home again to double check if the flyers were there or somewhere.. I was thinking of how much it would cost me already! 1 coloured printing = $0.40 can??? It was like 17 pages!! How much would it cost me because of my blurness!! I don't wanna waste Delphine's free of charge printing too la! FINALLY! Thank God!! Paul saw it on the table. He said he didn't see it earlier because it was under some papers.. AHHHHH! God, You're so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think God just wants to see how we would react to some little things such as this. Really. I was thinking.. if I was me, the last time me.. Probably I'll do some silly stuff that God wouldn't be please of.. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy, I don't have to worry about anymore flyers now. YEY! Hehe. I called Lucas and told him what happened. But he still wanted me to pass the flyers to Micah by tonight so she could pass it to the girls. So I went to their house and made a special delivery! Hehe. Cool, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was supposed to be done in 30mins.. but I made it to more than an hour! d: Funny how blurness can waste your time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Hotcakes for brunch!! Yum yum yum! It was sooo yummy. Hehehe. Yan Hua and Kaye please send me the pics! YEY! I wanna see Kaye's uhm. (8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Photos! Photos! Photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday after service, the cg minus Swee, Mark, Diana and I, went to Century Square to have lunch. Then went to Tampines Sports complex! (: Swee had to go for BS, Mark and I went to make up cg, Diana had to serve. Diana and I met at Tampines after doing our things, ate lunch then joined everyone else to have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mFVw1l7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/A3f4nDFIXBo/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124927142898276274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mFVw1l7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/A3f4nDFIXBo/s320/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting to you.. God's angels.. Hehe (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mB1w1l6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/va-3ALP7Lb0/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124927082768734114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mB1w1l6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/va-3ALP7Lb0/s320/DSC00900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oppppps~ We can be very violent too, you know. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9l91w1l5I/AAAAAAAAAhM/PQkHaGdExNI/s1600-h/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124927014049257362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9l91w1l5I/AAAAAAAAAhM/PQkHaGdExNI/s320/DSC00898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just wanna eat Diana up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9l6lw1l4I/AAAAAAAAAhE/5Xmh7_gTzoA/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124926958214682498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9l6lw1l4I/AAAAAAAAAhE/5Xmh7_gTzoA/s320/DSC00897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Diana, I like your tiara! Hehe. it rhymes!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9lyFw1l2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/ZroGA1mP91E/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124926812185794402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9lyFw1l2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/ZroGA1mP91E/s320/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock chicks of E316!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mJlw1l8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/bIg5G8mXtyY/s1600-h/DSC00904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124927215912720322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mJlw1l8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/bIg5G8mXtyY/s320/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mYFw1l_I/AAAAAAAAAh8/qMNokRxBmfo/s1600-h/Kutie110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124927465020823538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mYFw1l_I/AAAAAAAAAh8/qMNokRxBmfo/s320/Kutie110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee's birthday! [sorry, this is the only shot I have in my phoney phone!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mSlw1l-I/AAAAAAAAAh0/yUSNo320pt0/s1600-h/DSC01471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124927370531543010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mSlw1l-I/AAAAAAAAAh0/yUSNo320pt0/s320/DSC01471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST PSLE!! (: Group photo: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mO1w1l9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/WDqJ4k9nIVc/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124927306107033554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mO1w1l9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/WDqJ4k9nIVc/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at our BREAKAWAY CAMP flyer! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9iVlw1lyI/AAAAAAAAAgU/QsE1mdu8fLU/s1600-h/BREAKAWAY2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124923024024639266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9iVlw1lyI/AAAAAAAAAgU/QsE1mdu8fLU/s320/BREAKAWAY2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It costs $30 (members) and $10 (friends)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inclusive of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;food, drinks, lodging and FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Don't miss out this awesome bonding before the year ends!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 days of life changing experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about year ending! It's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Who could agree?? Ahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2139010738299367015?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2139010738299367015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2139010738299367015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2139010738299367015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2139010738299367015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-blur.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rx9mFVw1l7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/A3f4nDFIXBo/s72-c/DSC00901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1837431177966503631</id><published>2007-10-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:26:38.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School reopens this week. Finally saw my classmates again! I missed them. We have new classmates though. It's gonna take time to get to know people all over again. But it's good! New people means new friends! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm feeling rather down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no mood to blog.. Actually, I was updating E316's blog but mom called us for dinner then after that, I didn't continue anymore. I watched TV then now.. here. Just updating for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Actually, I cried too much already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find Me In Your Holiness&lt;br /&gt;Lead Me In Your Righteousness&lt;br /&gt;How I Love You&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Savior&lt;br /&gt;When I'm Weak You Make Me Strong&lt;br /&gt;Bearing My Cross I Carry On&lt;br /&gt;How I Need You&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Search My Heart O Lord&lt;br /&gt;You Know My Every Thought&lt;br /&gt;An Open Book To You&lt;br /&gt;I Placed My All In Your Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling At Your Feet&lt;br /&gt;As My Whole World Fades Away&lt;br /&gt;Falling At Your Feet&lt;br /&gt;Let My Life Be Wholly Thine&lt;br /&gt;My Life Be Wholly Thine, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father, Never Let Me Go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You won my &lt;u&gt;heart&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll never let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1837431177966503631?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1837431177966503631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1837431177966503631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1837431177966503631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1837431177966503631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/school-reopens-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-235668603813228843</id><published>2007-10-19T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:23:07.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How was I when I was in love with my ex boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hopping and I see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;youngsters&lt;/span&gt;' accounts! Gosh, their shout out is like, "I love my little boyfriend", "How do I live without my boy?", "I feel lost when you're not here with me, honey." GOSH! Who are you kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I felt that way too.. but I realised that we shouldn't be slaves of these boyfriends! They're NOT your husbands YET! My oh my. What's up with this people? I feel that when you're NOT married yet, you shouldn't love your boyfriend as if he's already your HUSBAND! Because the fact is: He's NOT! I always told my ex boyfriend that I could never live without him, that I will love him forever, that I would marry him no matter what happens.. But see what happens? We broke up! ROAR! It hurt like knife literally slicing your heart into pieces. Why be slaves of this boyfriends when he's ONLY your boyfriend? You're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; young. So stop acting you know what's gonna happen to you in 5-10 years time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a hobby! Rather than spending time with your little boyfriend, do your homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ja5hB-nmxIk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ja5hB-nmxIk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta watch this! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! This is what happens when a person is really late at work and REALLY DESPERATE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-235668603813228843?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/235668603813228843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=235668603813228843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/235668603813228843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/235668603813228843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-was-i-when-i-was-in-love-with-my-ex.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-8934230254490339860</id><published>2007-10-18T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:15:28.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How slow can TP get? We're starting school next week and we just received our timetable today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm really happy!! My class has no lessons on weds from 12-2pm which means my classmates CAN WATCH ME SING! &lt;em&gt;HEY, DON'T TELL ME Y'ALL DON'T WANNA COME! MUST COME OK! &lt;/em&gt;((: It's so nice to be happy.. Shala la la.. so nice to be happy.. ((: It's on 7th November, 12.30-1.30, the time has been confirmed. &lt;em&gt;So come baby come, baby baby come, come come baby come baby baby come!&lt;/em&gt; Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm also sad. ): Willy from the drama team called me last night. He asked if I could act as an air stewardess for this weekend's drama. I said ok. He asked me if I had something on. I said yes, my rehearsal for TP Singers. He said that he'll confirm with Sandy and call me back if he still wants me to come at 3pm. La la la.. I waited but he didn't call me. That doesn't end there! When I was in school, rehearsing our songs.. he called me! AHHHHH! He asked me if I was already on the way! OMG OMG OMG! How can! I told him no.. I said that I was waiting for his call but he didn't call me. So, I assumed that there was no need for me to come. I asked if he wanted me to come down. He said there was no need. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~! I'm sad. I wanna be there. I wanna do more things for God. I know my time is so pack now but I just wanna do more. I know I can do so much more, for Him. Never mind.. My time will come. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal today was one of the fruitful ones. (: I need to memorise my lyrics! I have 2 more songs to memorise and 3 songs to learn my notes PROPERLY! Our preview is this coming 29th. I have to be prepared! Wanna know the songs we're going to sing? Come down to TP's THE PLAZA on 7th November, 12.30-1.30pm. (: TP Divo Divas' gonna bring down the house! WOOOOOOT? Can't wait! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a NEW earpiece! Ok, random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, till here. I wanna watch my chinese show. I'm 15minutes late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-8934230254490339860?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/8934230254490339860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=8934230254490339860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8934230254490339860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8934230254490339860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-slow-can-tp-get-were-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-9192140515527636445</id><published>2007-10-18T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T01:56:37.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEY! (: I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to M&amp;amp;M's house. Watched so many Tagalog shows today. &lt;em&gt;La la la.&lt;/em&gt;. It makes me so happy. Hehe. TV makes my day, sometimes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I got to catch up with some of my classmates online too. Hehe. Hi KAYE, BEAUTRICE &amp;amp; AMILUS! Hehehe. I know Yan Hua must be thinking.. "Urgh, Kate! It's "AMILUS"! NOT AMILUS!" HAHAHA! HAHAHAHA! I can't wait to see you la, AMILUS!! I wanna call you YAN HUA or AMILUS! Hehehe. Ms Ou! Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my K2. K2, I love you! Kiss kiss. I miss my sushi &amp;amp; tiny.. I miss all of them. BUT! I'm gonna see them AGAIN! next week! AHHHHHHHHHHH~ Not that I wanna see them.. But it means.. SCHOOL WILL REOPEN NEXT WEEK! *faints* Someone catch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOCK TEACHING! It's either good or bad. I'll look on the bright side of it. It will mean that I'll be more focus in my modules and do well it.. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was craving for chocolates before I reached home! YUM YUM! So I went to 7eleven and bought this yummy m&amp;amp;ms. Yum yum! It's yummy. I bought 2 other cadbury chocolates. Haha. YEY! I wanna lose weight but.. ahhhhhhhh! I just love chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhh~ I tried uploading my chocolate photos but there's some prob. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.. why some people are difficult? Yes, I'm not perfect. I was difficult too. VERY, indeed! But.. that was because I had my own reason to be difficult! Because I didn't want any Christian fellow to touch my life with my ex boyfriend! Hahaha! Attitude, eh? But really, that was what I thought of and that's my reason. I loved my ex boyfriend so much ok, don't play! When I love someone, I'll love that person like there's no tomorrow. Wahahaha. Ok, that's enough! As I was saying... aiya, I don't know how to say la. I know that I shouldn't judge people. So but you know, because I think I'm part of it. Ahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are people insecure of me? I think I'm nothing great. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not me&lt;/span&gt;. If there's something in my life that's great, it's not because of me or my own ability, it's God's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Show me how to love like You have loved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sing this line, I think of my past. I think of my attitude. "How could God love such a person like me? How could God bless me this way? How could God accept me?" Those questions pop out. Then I'll think, "If God could forgive me, love me, have compassion on me, accept me, then I have to do the same to others, even if that person is my enemy or THE MOST IRRITATING/DIFFICULT PERSON ON PLANET EARTH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to love others even if this person in particular hurts me indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is my favourite &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my favourite &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shape&lt;/span&gt; (heart),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;difficult &lt;/span&gt;to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But with &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;God's love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything is &lt;strong&gt;possible&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-9192140515527636445?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/9192140515527636445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=9192140515527636445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/9192140515527636445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/9192140515527636445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/yey-im-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1161929724665817838</id><published>2007-10-17T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:36:54.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I a bad sister?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I didn't know James is flying off to Brunei to meet his rich princess today. &lt;strong&gt;He wished!&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha. Nah, he's going there for NS. To meet the Congos in the jungle. Haha! I was already at food republic with Valerie, Yi Ling, Tze Hui, Micah and Meleah. We were waiting for Lucas to arrive, when my mom msgd me. Asking where I was and saying that James was leaving tonight to Brunei. I really didn't know! Man, I think I'm bad. So I just waited for Lucas to arrive.. I didn't leave soon after he arrived. I went to buy food with the girls first because nobody wanted to stand up. Haha. Funny girls! Oh and Vouranda joined us as well! (: Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left 10 minutes after Diana reached the place. My family and I had dinner at Eunos. It's near our house. Duh~! We stay at Eunos! Hehe. My parent took a nap when we reached home. They have to wake up early morning today, so yea. We left home to the airport at around 10.45pm. I was watching Cris Angel ok! I like watching that freak! Haha. So yea.. Reached the airport. Yada yada.. Stood for an hour plus.. Then off went James. But of course, we took some photos first! (: And of course, I'm the camera woman. HMP! I wanted so much to be in the photo but.. we had to pray for James first then after we prayed, they had to leave already! HMP!!! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, plus I managed to see Angelo. Opppppppps~ Who is Angelo? Secret! Hahaha. He's still cute! OH MAN! Ok fine. I'll shut up. Here are the photos of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUCMlw1lxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vGbzsJ7z5EU/s1600-h/CIMG0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122002566522443538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUCMlw1lxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vGbzsJ7z5EU/s320/CIMG0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters I've never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUB8lw1lvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/EzXrpVHvmEM/s1600-h/CIMG0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122002291644536562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUB8lw1lvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/EzXrpVHvmEM/s320/CIMG0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James with buddies. Showing off their tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUBzFw1luI/AAAAAAAAAf0/MGzbs5cih0I/s1600-h/CIMG0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122002128435779298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUBzFw1luI/AAAAAAAAAf0/MGzbs5cih0I/s320/CIMG0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice and James. Maurice is a Filipino too. (: Met his dad &amp;amp; younger sis too. Oh ADVANCE HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY MAURICE! He'll celebrate his 19th birthday with the monkeys, snakes, mosquitoes and many many more. Whatta celebration! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUBrFw1ltI/AAAAAAAAAfs/0hlor-wrRdA/s1600-h/CIMG0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122001990996825810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUBrFw1ltI/AAAAAAAAAfs/0hlor-wrRdA/s320/CIMG0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUBS1w1lsI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Q7h82TS8AYM/s1600-h/CIMG0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122001574384998082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUBS1w1lsI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Q7h82TS8AYM/s320/CIMG0232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James just can't stop showing off his ticket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUA51w1lqI/AAAAAAAAAfY/RmNcd0EBXLU/s1600-h/CIMG0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122001144888268450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUA51w1lqI/AAAAAAAAAfY/RmNcd0EBXLU/s320/CIMG0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends again. Finally, no more tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos to be uploaded real soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night! loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1161929724665817838?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1161929724665817838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1161929724665817838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1161929724665817838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1161929724665817838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/am-i-bad-sister-i-didnt-know-james-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RxUCMlw1lxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/vGbzsJ7z5EU/s72-c/CIMG0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-213040796796710467</id><published>2007-10-16T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T03:40:06.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not being mean.. but.. I just realised something.. when your boyfriend has body odour, you're most likely to have too. HAHAHAHA. When your boyfriend don't brush his teeth at least once a day, same goes to you. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THIS IS SOOOOOOOOOOOO GROSSS! I'm sorry.. I was just paying too much attention on some people.. Hahaha.. Opppssss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a FACT! It's just my thought and guess.. I'll never want a guy who has body odour and smelly mouth! HAHA. SO GROSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream boy's calling name to join him in our lala land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la la la..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-213040796796710467?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/213040796796710467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=213040796796710467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/213040796796710467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/213040796796710467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-not-being-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4997120452006851211</id><published>2007-10-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T01:21:58.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La la la.. I haven't been blogging for some time that I don't know how to start already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uhm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; let me start off by saying.. HELLO EVERYONE! I know some of you missed me.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. Well, I've been really busy with many many things. Firstly, is my work! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ahhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;~ They asked me to extend my work for one more week because the new receptionist quit ON MY SUPPOSEDLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; DAY!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;~ So yea.. had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jiemei&lt;/span&gt; with me. la la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Post PSLE party on saturday! So many psle students! It was great to have all of them. E316 only has 2 photos to share... waaaaaaaaaa! But not now.. I can't find my cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh guess what? Karen has left E316.. So has Guen! ): They're all gone. I'm sad. I miss both of them. I saw Guen last sun and it was really really great to see her once again. I don't see her everyday anymore. Speaking of meeting everyday... I HAVE BEEN MEETING DIANA FOR THE PAST 7 DAYS! And tomorrow is our 8th day meeting in a row! It's soooooo good to see her everyday. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preview will be on the 29th Oct. It's nearing! OMG! I haven't memorized my lyrics yet... And my notes?? HAHA! Thank God for this 1 week holiday for me. I can memorize my song lyrics.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is very disorganised. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there always people irritating us everyday? I really wanna be a better person. I know I've changed a lot. But there's still more to polish. Especially when the word ''irritance'' pops out. There's this person who irritates me from the very first time I got to know him. I feel like slapping him everytime he calls me. I tried to avoid him but I can't continue avoiding him. That won't solve the problem. So I told myself that I'll change my attitude towards him. He called me today TO ASK FOR A FAVOUR! God really gives us challenges that we DISLIKE!!! Waaaaaa~ I didn't feel like killing or slapping him. I just nod and said ok. It didn't hurt. I wanna love people like how God loved me. I think I was worse than him before. So, I'm learning.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best dream of my life last wed!! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why people always say YOU when we talk about bla bla bla. There's not a single people person who said that but MULTIPLE! I just don't understand. God tell me why.. Is "YOU" really bla bla bla? I won't speculate, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe school's reopening next week! That's sooooooo fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep now. Meeting Diana AGAIN tomorrow. la la la.. I love Diana!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love You the most.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4997120452006851211?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4997120452006851211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4997120452006851211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4997120452006851211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4997120452006851211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/la-la-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3234121516004193556</id><published>2007-10-14T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:03:11.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been super uber duper busy this week. Haven't been sleeping enough. Thank God I have internet at home now. YEY! I'm going to continue blogging tomorrow. I'm really tired now. Eyes' half open. Zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3234121516004193556?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3234121516004193556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3234121516004193556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3234121516004193556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3234121516004193556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-been-super-uber-duper-busy-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6123589634133333559</id><published>2007-10-03T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:43:26.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guen&lt;/span&gt;, Lucas, Karen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jesric&lt;/span&gt;, Michelle, Derrick and Mark last night at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ethan's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yey&lt;/span&gt;, today is my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; last day at work. I will miss working here. Although I have many million things to do, I still get things done fast. Thanks to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow REHEARSALS! My heart goes sha la la la la...! YEY! Finally.. Like really finally! YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Pauline's first day. Good to have her here at work. So yey! Happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I gtg now. See ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6123589634133333559?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6123589634133333559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6123589634133333559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6123589634133333559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6123589634133333559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-5900928953194219390</id><published>2007-10-02T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T16:42:17.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It takes maturity to rule over emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me. You know what I mean. I don't want to feel so much.. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! Make bla bla bla bla bla! Make me bla bla bla bla bla! He gives me bla bla bla bla bla all the time! )'=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~! GO AWAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-5900928953194219390?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5900928953194219390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=5900928953194219390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5900928953194219390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5900928953194219390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-takes-maturity-to-rule-over-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-8841953780811081833</id><published>2007-10-02T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T15:38:56.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;One day I decided to quit... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality... I wanted to quit my life.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.&lt;br /&gt;"God", I asked, "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"&lt;br /&gt;His answer surprised me...&lt;br /&gt;"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes", I replied.&lt;br /&gt;"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.&lt;br /&gt;I gave them light.&lt;br /&gt;I gave them water.&lt;br /&gt;The fern quickly grew from the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Its brilliant green covered the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.&lt;br /&gt;And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.&lt;br /&gt;"In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.&lt;br /&gt;But I would not quit.&lt;br /&gt;In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would&lt;br /&gt;not quit." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared&lt;br /&gt;to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6&lt;br /&gt;months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.&lt;br /&gt;I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle."&lt;br /&gt;He asked me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"I would not quit on the bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;I will never quit on you."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't compare yourself to others."&lt;br /&gt;He said.&lt;br /&gt;"The bamboo had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; Purpose than the fern.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they both make the forest beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;"Your time will come", God said to me.&lt;br /&gt;"You will rise high"&lt;br /&gt;"How high should I rise?"&lt;br /&gt;I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.&lt;br /&gt;"As high as it can?" I questioned.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes." He said, "Give Me glory by rising as high as you can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I left the forest and brought back this story.&lt;br /&gt;I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;Never, Never, Never Give up.&lt;br /&gt;For the Christian Prayer is not an option but an &lt;strong&gt;opportunity&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell the Lord how big the problem is,&lt;br /&gt;tell the problem how Great the Lord is!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many times I wanted to quit. So many reasons I gave Him.. There was a time I ACTUALLY quit. But God never gave up on me. I have heard and read this story many times before but truly God reminds us of all these kind of stories whenever we need them, for us to be encouraged. Those lines that are in bold and larger font what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;strike&lt;/span&gt; me the most. Especially this: &lt;strong&gt;"Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'll never give up. So don't ever give up! You're growing roots. It's NOT A WASTE! Don't cry over spilled milk. I'll multiply what you have left.", I heard Him say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-8841953780811081833?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/8841953780811081833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=8841953780811081833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8841953780811081833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8841953780811081833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-day-i-decided-to-quit.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3548102962683858634</id><published>2007-10-01T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:43:10.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like screaming my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to school! I want to PRACTICE! I NEED to practice! My voice is like a rusty nail now. I haven't been singing. I don't sing when I reach home anymore. All I want to do is to lie down, munch my sunflower seeds and watch tv. Sounds like a lazy girl. Haha. HEY! I work so hard ok! I need to rest plus it's my holidays and I'm supposed to be enjoying it! But if I stay at home too much, I'd die of boredom. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRASS IS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE&lt;/span&gt;! So yea.. That I truly know. It always happen to me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back.. and I don't want it to be this way. I need a break from YOU! I can't keep on thinking of everything that.. [bla bla.. only God knows]! Ahhhhhhhhhh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work. Phone wouldn't want to stop ringing! People wouldn't want to stop asking me to do many many things at one time. Wonder why I still have time to blog? Beats me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)'=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3548102962683858634?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3548102962683858634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3548102962683858634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3548102962683858634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3548102962683858634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-i-just-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1088445269890847224</id><published>2007-09-27T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:04:06.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soenke is sounded HOT when he spoke German! OMG OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocking off soon! Yipeee! I need my bed. I'm dying of pain PLUS! it's sooooooooooo cold here can? OMG OMG OMG! My tummy.. it's aching like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;)'=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1088445269890847224?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1088445269890847224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1088445269890847224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1088445269890847224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1088445269890847224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/soenke-is-sounded-hot-when-he-spoke.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3623780863958546476</id><published>2007-09-27T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T15:58:38.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I despise it when I have my monthly visitor.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RAAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;/span&gt;!!! I'm dying of pain. My tummy is like always exploding but nothing is happening. I can't explain the feeling. I feel weak, I feel like dying. I feel like sleeping. I feel like crying. I feel like doing everything except doing something. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;/span&gt;! I DON'T WANNA BE A LADY ANYMORE! I wish I was a guy. Circumcise and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la.. I wanna sleep. I wanna go home!!!!! I WANNA LIE ON MY BED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mood swings on the go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't blame me for having mood swings! It's &lt;em&gt;NATURALLE&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3623780863958546476?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3623780863958546476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3623780863958546476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3623780863958546476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3623780863958546476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-despise-it-when-i-have-my-monthly.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1017590356074295357</id><published>2007-09-19T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:59:32.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ola! I just came back from &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too caught up with work. I'm so busy. Ok, I'll be here for awhile only. Just wanna say HI! HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I told ya, I'm gonna be fast here. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS to someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be too tight on yourself. Open up! Cheer up and don't think everyone dislikes you.. La la la la la la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1017590356074295357?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1017590356074295357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1017590356074295357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1017590356074295357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1017590356074295357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/ola-i-just-came-back-from-hawaii-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-8255176332079853907</id><published>2007-09-11T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T17:41:49.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. I was sleeping when a Private number called me.. I didn't know it was not only because it was private number but because I know too many people who has private number! Then I remembered Ate Carol's employer was supposed to call me to tell me about the work. But it was my dear, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VASANTHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! How I miss her! She said she was going to for SIP tomorrow and that I should meet up with her already. We didn't talk much because I was still sleeping. I was very very very sleepy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;despite&lt;/span&gt; of the time, 11am! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back to sleep.. 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; later, another Private number called me. GOSH~ I thought it was Ate Carol's employer again! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So I clear my throat and said with as much poise, "Hello" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ghij&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When I knew it was her, I went back to my usual sleepy voice. Then she was like, "Nikki, are you still sleeping?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I said yes. Then she told me she has a work for me. Her work place is in need of a receptionist and admin. Then I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; but.. It was still not confirmed because she messaged Victoria first before she called me. So she was waiting for her response. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ghij&lt;/span&gt; asked me to stand by in case Victoria doesn't reply. Somehow, I felt that I wish that Victoria wouldn't call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ghij&lt;/span&gt; back. But on the other hand, I didn't mind not working at all because I have an agreement with my parents. I'm going to tuition Christopher. So I was cool.. I just told God, let His will be done.. I didn't mind either results at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. half an hour ago.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ghij&lt;/span&gt; called me again and told me that.. Victoria hasn't called her back so she's just giving my name to her boss. Guess when I'll start work? TOMORROW, 830am! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I have this mixture feelings! I'm happy, excited, lazy, bored, sad and etc. Sad because I won't be able to go early to my class chalet which is TOMORROW - FRI! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I can't even stay over! I wanna stay over! But I can't. Gosh.. I bet Kaye will kill me and slaughter me. Then I won't be able to live anymore. I'll just die in her small palms! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;OPPS&lt;/span&gt;! :x &lt;em&gt;You know I know you love me. And I know you know I love you! Love ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;KCheng&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.. So I have work now.. I seriously didn't plan to work. Yes, I looked for work.. for 2 days! ONLINE! I sent my resume.. But after that, I realised that I was too lazy to work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. I just wanted to stay and home and watch movies everyday! So I had an idea of giving Christopher tuition and tell my parents that they should gimme more money! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; BOLD! Yea, that's what I think it should be though I know I use my parents' money to get an education too! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess whatever we plan doesn't really go the way we want it. I'm nervous now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Thank God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ghij&lt;/span&gt; will be there for me.. So imagine.. For next month, I'll see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ghij&lt;/span&gt;, 7days a week! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ahhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;! I wish she was still the one giving me BS so she can give me BS everyday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Ghij&lt;/span&gt; would be like.. "&lt;em&gt;Join Bible School la..&lt;/em&gt;" With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;tha&lt;/span&gt; kinda tone.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. OH NO! I just realised!! I need to go for practices! OH NO OH NO! HOW??? Gosh, it's gonna be a hassle for them. OMG! I don't wanna be the reason for any changes of the sched now.. But I think I will be, if they are going to change the schedule! OH NO! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God, You take over and make a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I trust You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;gtg&lt;/span&gt; now. Some Private Number is calling me again.. Guess it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Ghij&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I believe You're going to &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;make a way for me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-8255176332079853907?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/8255176332079853907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=8255176332079853907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8255176332079853907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8255176332079853907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7792598601285266334</id><published>2007-09-10T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:16:35.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 26th Birthday, Ate Lanie! I love you. Though you don't read my blog, I still wanna wish you here. I hope I could spend your special day with you. I MISS YOU VERY MUCH! I miss those days when we were really young. Krisnel, our other cousins and I would stay over your place and sleep really late. Remember those days when we celebrate Christmas and New Year? I'll never forget my days in the Philippines. I'll never forget the precious and special moments we've shared together. Though we were really young back then, it's all stored in my mind. I miss you very very much! OMG! I remember, we even played wrestling and I pulled your hair soooooooo hard, you cried and told Lola! HAHA! Goshhhhh.. I miss being sooooooo young and free again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss YOU! I wish I could see you every year! I love you my dear Ate! muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels: [Deep inside, my heart is soooo] &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;confuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! [THANKS to you la! ): ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7792598601285266334?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7792598601285266334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7792598601285266334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7792598601285266334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7792598601285266334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-26th-birthday-ate-lanie-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7666302377113220444</id><published>2007-09-09T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:33:32.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHH!!!! I think.. I think.... I think......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO THINK ANYMORE! I wanna run away from this feeling but.. isn't that lying to myself and just ignoring the situation? But how can I face such a situation? I CAN'T! It's just.. impossible, FOR ME! But like what Nick said today.. Remove the I [a]M and it will become POSSIBLE!! Lord, I wanna be so more more more sensitive to the Holy Spirit. I need to be more more more sensitive! God, GUIDE ME! I don't want to be.. arrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhh! I wish I can just say it out here. Fine, I'll make another post and it'll be private! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm listening to a very very very sad song! MYMP - &lt;strong&gt;Only reminds me of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow PRACTICE! ROAR!! 10AM OK! OMG! I could faint! Gosh. Who wakes up at 830am on holidays??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! OMG! I think I'll just faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gottago now. I need to sleep! Gosh, I haven't been having enough sleep! Haha, even though I sleep for 8 hrs a day! 5am-1pm, Beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH LA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7666302377113220444?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7666302377113220444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7666302377113220444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7666302377113220444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7666302377113220444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahhhhh-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-9007634293206917889</id><published>2007-09-07T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T02:12:01.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; was really fun! I had fun with my friends.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YEY&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks Desiree, Nigel and Melvin for joining us! It won't be complete if you guys were not there! Love ya guys.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I did today? I cleaned my room after I-don't-know-how-many-weeks! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I'm such a good girl *pats back* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;URGH&lt;/span&gt;! I don't know what to blog about again! Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TP&lt;/span&gt; singers performance *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ehemimoneofthemehem&lt;/span&gt;* is pushed forward to 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; November instead of 30 November! I don't know whether to be sad or happy.. I pray that it won't affect my time table. We'll be block learning next semester and I really don't wanna miss any lessons. AND! My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Swee&lt;/span&gt; will be in the midst of O levels fever.. Special mention, eh? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. I'll be sad if she have any paper on that day! AND! I think the primary and secondary school students will still have school on that day. I'll be really sad if no one comes from my cg and worse my classmates! I don't want to perform for random audience! I want my brothers and friends to be there! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. It'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; upsetting if I perform to people who are the least special to me. But let Your will be done. You're my BEST audience! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll sing for You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You're my &lt;em&gt;HERO&lt;/em&gt;! I thought of that song to sing because I want to dedicate to You! (: I Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mariah&lt;/span&gt; Carey - Hero Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a hero&lt;br /&gt;If you look inside your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of what you are&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer&lt;br /&gt;If you reach into your soul&lt;br /&gt;And the sorrow that you know&lt;br /&gt;Will melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long road&lt;br /&gt;When you face the world alone&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand&lt;br /&gt;For you to hold&lt;br /&gt;You can find love&lt;br /&gt;If you search within yourself&lt;br /&gt;And the emptiness you felt&lt;br /&gt;Will disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dreams are hard to follow&lt;br /&gt;But don't let anyone&lt;br /&gt;Tear them away&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on&lt;br /&gt;There will be tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And in time&lt;br /&gt;You'll find the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you break a wall that has been building up since like what? 10 years ago? Hard work is compulsory. Persevere. LOVE! Patience.. I cry when you do this to us. I feel so hurt and really down. We're your own *sensored* but why must you treat us this way? Don't you feel ANYTHING? Is your heart really numb? Or are you just dumb? Pinch yourself when you treat us this way! I love you but I hate you at the same time. Hate is such a deep word but I am using it to express my feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to love you more than I hate you. But everytime I do that, you push the button and make me hate you again. I love you very much. I always forgive you. But that shouldn't be the way. We shouldn't just always give in to you. We have to give and take. I'm only a human being and I make mistakes too. Please remember that YOU ARE ALSO A HUMAN BEING! You're NOT PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying as I type those words.. I really love you. I really do. I love you more than you ever know. More than I show it to you. You're so special to me. You're my only *yourname*. No one can replace you. I really pray that you'd become the best you can. Just ONE! ONE you! Not many. I love you.. I hope you love me as much as I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, Angelo and Tita Sherly are not here in Singapore yet! My mom was about to leave when my uncle called and said that his car's tyre got punctured and that he couldn't send Angelo and Tita to JB! I was soooooooooo excited then.. I guess I have to stay excited till next week. Hehe. Here are some photos we took when they reached Singapore on 29th Sept from the Philippines! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RuBBkQgSh8I/AAAAAAAAAfE/1FCFmWVeVVI/s1600-h/DSC02920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107154068599637954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RuBBkQgSh8I/AAAAAAAAAfE/1FCFmWVeVVI/s320/DSC02920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RuBBgAgSh7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/sxmRcpJCeAI/s1600-h/DSC02919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107153995585193906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RuBBgAgSh7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/sxmRcpJCeAI/s320/DSC02919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RuBBpQgSh9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/7bux5RB_SCg/s1600-h/DSC02918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107154154498983890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RuBBpQgSh9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/7bux5RB_SCg/s320/DSC02918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-9007634293206917889?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/9007634293206917889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=9007634293206917889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/9007634293206917889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/9007634293206917889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RuBBkQgSh8I/AAAAAAAAAfE/1FCFmWVeVVI/s72-c/DSC02920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1844779643224691171</id><published>2007-09-07T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T00:45:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is your heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/B_ufgrv_JI/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/B_ufgrv_JI/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Where Is Your Heart? - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe&lt;br /&gt;In the smile that you leave&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't expect&lt;br /&gt;The world to move underneath me&lt;br /&gt;But for God's sake&lt;br /&gt;Could you try?&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're true to me&lt;br /&gt;You're always there&lt;br /&gt;You say you care&lt;br /&gt;I know that you want to be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't really feel you&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;What I really want is to believe you&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard&lt;br /&gt;To give me what I need?&lt;br /&gt;I want your heart to bleed&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Your love is so cold&lt;br /&gt;It's always me that's reaching out&lt;br /&gt;For your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I've always dreamed&lt;br /&gt;That love would be effortless&lt;br /&gt;Like a petal fallin' to the ground&lt;br /&gt;A dreamer followin' his dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't really feel you&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;What I really want is to believe you&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard&lt;br /&gt;To give me what I need?&lt;br /&gt;I want your heart to bleed&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so much is left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;So much is left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;But you can say anything&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anytime you need&lt;br /&gt;Baby, it's just you and me&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're true to me&lt;br /&gt;You're always there&lt;br /&gt;You say you care&lt;br /&gt;I know that you want to be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't really feel you&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;What I really want is to believe you&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard&lt;br /&gt;To give me what I need?&lt;br /&gt;I want your heart to bleed&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't really feel you&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;What I really want is to believe you&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard&lt;br /&gt;To give me what I need?&lt;br /&gt;I want your heart to bleed&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so addicted to this song since I don't know when! It's just sooooooooooooo nice! yey! Finally got into IMEEM after a long time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1844779643224691171?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1844779643224691171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1844779643224691171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1844779643224691171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1844779643224691171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-is-your-heart.html' title='Where is your heart?'/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6400435990877179691</id><published>2007-09-06T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T04:04:21.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://e316.blogspot.com/2007/09/kl-emerge.html"&gt;Check this out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://e316.blogspot.com/2007/09/sentosa-amazing-race-part-1.html"&gt;and this too!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6400435990877179691?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6400435990877179691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6400435990877179691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6400435990877179691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6400435990877179691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1555020549598097801</id><published>2007-09-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T02:19:40.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm too lazy to blog because I'm very busy! &lt;em&gt;WITH WHAT??&lt;/em&gt; With movies la! I've been watching sooooo Tagalog movies. Hehe. I just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loooooooooooove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I slept at 5.30am. &lt;em&gt;WHY?&lt;/em&gt; Because I watched 2 tagalog movies and I watched the 2nd one 2 times! HAHAHA! It's just super nice ok.. I had to watch it 2 times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came home from Harbourfront. I met Erika and Heather! Yippppeeeeeeeee! Photos to be updated real soon! XD Sorry for keep delaying. I know my cg members wants to see the emerge photo real ASAP. Ok ok.. I'll post it before sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many photos to be uploaded but I'm just too engrossed with Tagalog movies. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SENTOSA HERE I COME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie is calling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1555020549598097801?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1555020549598097801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1555020549598097801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1555020549598097801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1555020549598097801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-too-lazy-to-blog-because-im-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-8187407216466149009</id><published>2007-09-03T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:51:12.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was away .. far far away.. No.. not so far away! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kuala Lumpur. for KL EMERGE! Personally, I think it should be called Selangor Emerge because it's in Selangor. Like, 1.5hrs ride from KL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lotsa photos BUT! I need to sleep already. It's TOO EARLY to post the photos la.. Hahaha. It's just going to be a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;I'm so proud of you&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post the photos tomorrow. I mean, later! Hehe. Before I even owe more photos! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda busy week ahead! &lt;em&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT???!!&lt;/em&gt; Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues - MY FAVE DAY! I'm meeting my girls! Erika, Heather, Zarah [and probably Jocelyn]!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed - AMAZING RACE!!! Yiiiipeeeeeeeeeee! Can't wait to have fun with e316 and new friends! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh and Swee? Our date! Hehehe. You know... (; I miss you sooooooooooo much girl! We haven't been talking a lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. WHEN IS OUR CLASS CHALET?! ohhhhhhhhhh!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey KCheng&lt;/span&gt;! I've not paid you yet. Opppppssss! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad! Why are there such people like you? My own *********************** [no, that's not how many letters the word have] and YOU'RE LIKE THAT TO **************** [same goes here]!!! You just BROKE MY HEART! I was or rather, I STILL AM hurt by what you're doing to *********************! I'm so disappointed in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thank you Papa for encouraging me. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you like to have a dad who is a SOT graduate?! Heeeeee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my papa made my day when I was really down and frustrated, I'd post our photo together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RtsHIwgSg6I/AAAAAAAAAW8/67i-kLH2h08/s1600-h/DSC03087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105682449595270050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RtsHIwgSg6I/AAAAAAAAAW8/67i-kLH2h08/s320/DSC03087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm done here. ta~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-8187407216466149009?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/8187407216466149009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=8187407216466149009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8187407216466149009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8187407216466149009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RtsHIwgSg6I/AAAAAAAAAW8/67i-kLH2h08/s72-c/DSC03087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2231786333033671766</id><published>2007-08-29T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T02:40:25.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My eyes are teary. I just finished crying. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watch "...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;" It's a Korean movie. It's heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wrenching&lt;/span&gt;. I cried soooooo much. ),=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it if you enjoy crying. Haha. OMG! I'm really sad. I feel sooooooo sad for the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is FUNNY at first.. then ROMANTIC [I LIKE!!!].. then extremely saddening! Gosh I cried as if I could feel the pain! As if I was the guy! gosh! I'm really sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder.. Will I find the one for me? I know God has already planned it but I'm just curious and.. I don't know. Maybe my heart is just fragile. Maybe I have just been throught quite a lot when the topic is about love.. Yada yada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I wanna fall in love but&lt;/s&gt; I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll cry myself to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2231786333033671766?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2231786333033671766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2231786333033671766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2231786333033671766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2231786333033671766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-eyes-are-teary.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2373801575296259413</id><published>2007-08-27T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T23:53:49.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEY! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm Baptized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! How awesome can it get? I'm super happy. Thank You, Lord! love love. I don't have the photos yet BUT! Thanks to Ms Karen Wong! She already uploaded the photos &lt;a href="http://e316.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Go check it out. I'll upload the other photos when my mom send me the photos from our digi cam. Oh and not forgetting, from Ghij's digi cam as well. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have availed myself to God's grace and therefore, I am dead to sin! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank to everyone who came to support us. Thanks for the gifts! Thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!! They made us eat apple, grapes and SALT!!!! O.o *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible,&lt;br /&gt;GOD'S says: All things are possible&lt;br /&gt;(Luke 18:27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired,&lt;br /&gt;-I will give you rest&lt;br /&gt;(Matthew 11:28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody really loves me,&lt;br /&gt;-I love you&lt;br /&gt;(John 3:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it,&lt;br /&gt;-I can do all things&lt;br /&gt;(Phil 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;-I will never forsake you&lt;br /&gt;(Heb 13:5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid,&lt;br /&gt;-I have not given you a spirit of fear&lt;br /&gt;(2 Tim 1:7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? It's HOLIDAYS! No, it's not self declaration! It's OFFICIAL! Hahaha I don't have any more paper! YIPPEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is the grass truely greener on the other side? I pray that this holidays would be a great one. I hope it'd be HAPPENING! Someone DATE me! I'm available! BOOK ME before I'm fully booked, I tell ya. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna blog more but I don't know what to blog ler. Sigh. OH YA!! I was sooooo sleepy while I was doing my paper! Like, what on earth? I was like yawning like nobody's business. I hope nobody noticed it. Haha. Ok random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. I don't know what to do now.. OH YA! I wanna watch HSM2! Gosh! I was multi-tasking that day that I didn't finish the whole show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!! You guys should watch ratatouille [rat-a-too-ee]!! It's very nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada.. Ok fine, I'll shut up and head to HSM2 FOR REAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might come back later to say how cute Zac Efron is, again! Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2373801575296259413?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2373801575296259413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2373801575296259413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2373801575296259413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2373801575296259413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/claps-yey-im-baptized-how-awesome-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-5024696278300654353</id><published>2007-08-25T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:00:57.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my most.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt;.. unusual entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post SOME of my photos when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;camwhoring&lt;/span&gt; attacks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Camwhore&lt;/span&gt; is the modern definition of the word narcissist, from the word narcissism, only with a camera. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HEHEHEHE&lt;/span&gt;! Don't pretend you're not one too! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8mdQgSg3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EeNpSD9QIQI/s1600-h/CIMG0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102339186922521458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8mdQgSg3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EeNpSD9QIQI/s320/CIMG0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8mPAgSg2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/QBhi5a6y1AI/s1600-h/CIMG0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102338942109385570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8mPAgSg2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/QBhi5a6y1AI/s320/CIMG0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8mDQgSg1I/AAAAAAAAAWU/SyeXqNgYpc0/s1600-h/CIMG0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102338740245922642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8mDQgSg1I/AAAAAAAAAWU/SyeXqNgYpc0/s320/CIMG0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8l9AgSg0I/AAAAAAAAAWM/XxywxcG-SC8/s1600-h/CIMG0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102338632871740226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8l9AgSg0I/AAAAAAAAAWM/XxywxcG-SC8/s320/CIMG0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8lZAgSgyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/WRpdxoardAA/s1600-h/CIMG0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102338014396449570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8lZAgSgyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/WRpdxoardAA/s320/CIMG0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8lTAgSgxI/AAAAAAAAAV0/BFxYAIj1oQ0/s1600-h/CIMG0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102337911317234450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8lTAgSgxI/AAAAAAAAAV0/BFxYAIj1oQ0/s320/CIMG0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8lKwgSgwI/AAAAAAAAAVs/5lWUVz02aoY/s1600-h/CIMG0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102337769583313666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8lKwgSgwI/AAAAAAAAAVs/5lWUVz02aoY/s320/CIMG0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8k7wgSgvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QET2ScSpBg4/s1600-h/CIMG0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102337511885275890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8k7wgSgvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QET2ScSpBg4/s320/CIMG0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8k0wgSguI/AAAAAAAAAVc/_Ijkal_jqow/s1600-h/CIMG0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102337391626191586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8k0wgSguI/AAAAAAAAAVc/_Ijkal_jqow/s320/CIMG0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8kuwgSgtI/AAAAAAAAAVU/piuMQq9BpRU/s1600-h/CIMG0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102337288546976466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8kuwgSgtI/AAAAAAAAAVU/piuMQq9BpRU/s320/CIMG0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8koAgSgsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IHZuazaZjTo/s1600-h/CIMG0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102337172582859458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8koAgSgsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IHZuazaZjTo/s320/CIMG0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8kfggSgrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/bVREe8Aur54/s1600-h/CIMG0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102337026553971378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8kfggSgrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/bVREe8Aur54/s320/CIMG0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8kUQgSgqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xceFRpy7GKY/s1600-h/CIMG0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102336833280443042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8kUQgSgqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xceFRpy7GKY/s320/CIMG0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8kHggSgpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ySrXA90e3ek/s1600-h/CIMG0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102336614237110930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8kHggSgpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ySrXA90e3ek/s320/CIMG0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8j1QgSgoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PjGzE-Bh8sM/s1600-h/CIMG0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102336300704498306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8j1QgSgoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PjGzE-Bh8sM/s320/CIMG0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8jrggSgnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/F5sfG0osQ-w/s1600-h/CIMG0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102336133200773746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8jrggSgnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/F5sfG0osQ-w/s320/CIMG0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken after my cousin's birthday party. And I love my dress cause it's PINK! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;YEY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. I just wanna laugh at myself for posting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess where I am in these 3 class photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8qIQgSg5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/X5REN_6fqyo/s1600-h/CIMG0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102343224191779730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8qIQgSg5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/X5REN_6fqyo/s320/CIMG0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real, good night! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-5024696278300654353?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5024696278300654353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=5024696278300654353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5024696278300654353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5024696278300654353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-my-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8mdQgSg3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EeNpSD9QIQI/s72-c/CIMG0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2867345760489285780</id><published>2007-08-25T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T01:41:56.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm back.. And So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog more just now but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; connection is not cooperating with me well! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;URGH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pics taken when my mom, younger brothers [minus James] and tenants went to Marina Bay [where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NDP&lt;/span&gt; was held at] to watch TEN MINUTES [SHUCKS!] fireworks! We waited for like almost 1hour can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8OLggSgOI/AAAAAAAAARc/o9nkGb73heA/s1600-h/Kutie075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102312493700776162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8OLggSgOI/AAAAAAAAARc/o9nkGb73heA/s320/Kutie075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like half of the population of Singapore was in City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8OhggSgQI/AAAAAAAAARs/3SE2rM8xQg4/s1600-h/Kutie079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102312871657898242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8OhggSgQI/AAAAAAAAARs/3SE2rM8xQg4/s320/Kutie079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out! O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8O4AgSgSI/AAAAAAAAAR8/U_h-rQW5eqM/s1600-h/Kutie083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102313258204954914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8O4AgSgSI/AAAAAAAAAR8/U_h-rQW5eqM/s320/Kutie083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher and I while waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kuya&lt;/span&gt; Elfie! My! He went to Marina Bay instead of City Hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8PEggSgTI/AAAAAAAAASE/-pQQsNwfUE8/s1600-h/Kutie082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102313472953319730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8PEggSgTI/AAAAAAAAASE/-pQQsNwfUE8/s320/Kutie082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My s.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opps&lt;/span&gt;, bro, I mean. Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8PKAgSgUI/AAAAAAAAASM/sUK2-4K51bY/s1600-h/Kutie084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102313567442600258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8PKAgSgUI/AAAAAAAAASM/sUK2-4K51bY/s320/Kutie084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian is VERY SHY! Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8PqQgSgVI/AAAAAAAAASU/XW6gSAI5sxc/s1600-h/Kutie086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102314121493381458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8PqQgSgVI/AAAAAAAAASU/XW6gSAI5sxc/s320/Kutie086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how it looks like inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8PywgSgWI/AAAAAAAAASc/4rSBKRqUJo0/s1600-h/Kutie087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102314267522269538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8PywgSgWI/AAAAAAAAASc/4rSBKRqUJo0/s320/Kutie087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are those people watching? No, not those 2 men. The people at the background..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8P_ggSgXI/AAAAAAAAASk/viMQkXd9sME/s1600-h/Kutie088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102314486565601650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8P_ggSgXI/AAAAAAAAASk/viMQkXd9sME/s320/Kutie088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juggler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8QlggSgYI/AAAAAAAAASs/AymUwrtXa00/s1600-h/Kutie091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102315139400630658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8QlggSgYI/AAAAAAAAASs/AymUwrtXa00/s320/Kutie091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so many people yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8QqggSgZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/zCJL2wTHA90/s1600-h/Kutie092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102315225299976594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8QqggSgZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/zCJL2wTHA90/s320/Kutie092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looks like from my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8Q5QgSgaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/h0ZMzQ5NpGI/s1600-h/Kutie093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102315478703047074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8Q5QgSgaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/h0ZMzQ5NpGI/s320/Kutie093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8RQwgSgbI/AAAAAAAAATE/4xrP1ZfDo6I/s1600-h/Kutie094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102315882429972914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8RQwgSgbI/AAAAAAAAATE/4xrP1ZfDo6I/s320/Kutie094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many children..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8RgggSgcI/AAAAAAAAATM/b5I0LE_u7ks/s1600-h/Kutie095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102316153012912578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8RgggSgcI/AAAAAAAAATM/b5I0LE_u7ks/s320/Kutie095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was so hungry. I hadn't had dinner yet and so my bros and I went to grab a bite.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;RAMLY BURGER!!!&lt;/strong&gt; *burps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8RyQgSgdI/AAAAAAAAATU/2GobFtq768s/s1600-h/Kutie096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102316457955590610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8RyQgSgdI/AAAAAAAAATU/2GobFtq768s/s320/Kutie096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have flee market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8R8wgSgeI/AAAAAAAAATc/kQ9k933n_N4/s1600-h/Kutie097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102316638344217058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8R8wgSgeI/AAAAAAAAATc/kQ9k933n_N4/s320/Kutie097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore.. Food Paradise.. No, you can't see it here cause it was just impossible for me to go there and take pic! TOO MANY PEOPLE, what else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SCAgSgfI/AAAAAAAAATk/dG4eGqeLOM4/s1600-h/Kutie098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102316728538530290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SCAgSgfI/AAAAAAAAATk/dG4eGqeLOM4/s320/Kutie098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yippppeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SLAgSggI/AAAAAAAAATs/0w8GefH-O60/s1600-h/Kutie100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102316883157352962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SLAgSggI/AAAAAAAAATs/0w8GefH-O60/s320/Kutie100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ride! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SQggSghI/AAAAAAAAAT0/UaULhYVMrLY/s1600-h/Kutie102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102316977646633490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SQggSghI/AAAAAAAAAT0/UaULhYVMrLY/s320/Kutie102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet! ROAR! But..... )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SVQgSgiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/64V8o0PD80Y/s1600-h/Kutie103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102317059251012130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SVQgSgiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/64V8o0PD80Y/s320/Kutie103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have dancers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SZAgSgjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/2VYZhjWsPkg/s1600-h/Kutie105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102317123675521586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SZAgSgjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/2VYZhjWsPkg/s320/Kutie105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SeQgSgkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/SAcSHjJU8d8/s1600-h/Kutie106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102317213869834818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SeQgSgkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/SAcSHjJU8d8/s320/Kutie106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, there's actually a ladies. I almost fainted! I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; blind! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE AFTERMATH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SjggSglI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7ETlAtf9Ptw/s1600-h/Kutie108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102317304064148050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SjggSglI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7ETlAtf9Ptw/s320/Kutie108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE AND CARS EVERYWHERE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SnQgSgmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qixwWOL80L0/s1600-h/Kutie110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102317368488657506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8SnQgSgmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qixwWOL80L0/s320/Kutie110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE!! PEOPLE!! PEOPLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the photos were taken from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; so don't complain! It's only 2mp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! My mom hasn't sent me the photos taken from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;digi&lt;/span&gt; yet so yea.. I have more photos there! Gosh! My bros are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.. I should be studying but PLEASE! I need a break too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2867345760489285780?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2867345760489285780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2867345760489285780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2867345760489285780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2867345760489285780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs8OLggSgOI/AAAAAAAAARc/o9nkGb73heA/s72-c/Kutie075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2683664446216461359</id><published>2007-08-24T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T00:50:21.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to stop getting irritated easily! Why is it that when some people tell me something or do something that uhm....... yea, I get irritated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD, HELP ME! Cast this spirit out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yo, water baptism this SUNDAY! Can you BELIEVE it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEYEYEYEYOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo excited. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My heart goes shalalalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2683664446216461359?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2683664446216461359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2683664446216461359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2683664446216461359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2683664446216461359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-need-to-stop-getting-irritated-easily.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6943686194394090229</id><published>2007-08-24T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T01:21:47.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for that intro. I just can't stop laughing! I saw a very very very funny photo, to me at least. I know if I see something funny I'd post it here. But not this time. I don't want to get into trouble with the "law". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!! Gosh, Ian knows what that photo is. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I can't stop laughing! It just looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; funny. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! I'm so tempted to post it here but NO! NO NO! I don't want to get into trouble. Like, serious trouble. I shall continue my laughter first.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BRB&lt;/span&gt;, I wanna look at the photo again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a human being. I can't help it. That photo was just super funny. As in EXTREMELY FUNNY! Wish I could post it. I feel so selfish now.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. But NO! I shall not post it! NO NO NO though I'm super tempted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt; is super hot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! For almost 5 hours, all I did was to look at his face in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! He said he like girls with dark skin.. GOSH! PLEASE! I'm DARK! YES I AM! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;/span&gt;! I WISH.. wish only cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;? I WISH he was MINE! My Zachary David Alexander &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt;, my love......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could steal him from Vanessa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25eQgSgNI/AAAAAAAAARU/WytP23H-Ct4/s1600-h/765729408_ffd4385fa7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101937882358251730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25eQgSgNI/AAAAAAAAARU/WytP23H-Ct4/s320/765729408_ffd4385fa7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BODY! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25ZwgSgMI/AAAAAAAAARM/DqvQB9AOFF4/s1600-h/764858925_f78d30c4e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101937805048840386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25ZwgSgMI/AAAAAAAAARM/DqvQB9AOFF4/s320/764858925_f78d30c4e7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's smiling at me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;awwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25WQgSgLI/AAAAAAAAARE/ks-qtfoV0UI/s1600-h/764858917_1d473d4f14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101937744919298226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25WQgSgLI/AAAAAAAAARE/ks-qtfoV0UI/s320/764858917_1d473d4f14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hawtness&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25GQgSgKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/C0CI3wPNeIA/s1600-h/673252135_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101937470041391266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25GQgSgKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/C0CI3wPNeIA/s320/673252135_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! THOSE LIPS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs242ggSgJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4DjLG-gGH1k/s1600-h/511546177_49c0c12c96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101937199458451602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs242ggSgJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4DjLG-gGH1k/s320/511546177_49c0c12c96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's staring at me! *gawk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs24oQgSgII/AAAAAAAAAQs/OPNvmmIvGsc/s1600-h/497200146_87d6c55a15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101936954645315714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs24oQgSgII/AAAAAAAAAQs/OPNvmmIvGsc/s320/497200146_87d6c55a15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him. "I know pronounce you husband and wife" I WISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, some people just don't get the message! I dislike it.. There is this person who have been trying to add me in friendster for like 4 times! I keep rejecting her request. Reason being, I don't know her and she's NOT at least familiar to me! Gosh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like adding people FOR FUN! It's not my forte. If they are at least familiar to me or, if they are Filipinos &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;STAYING IN SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;, then I'd add them. If they are my friend's friend whom I have &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MET IN PERSON BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;, I add and accept their request. Gosh! As simple as that! Why can't she understand that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 1 more person to reject and I feel bad about it. He's neither from my primary sch nor secondary sch! He's just my friend's friend and for the record, I've never met him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR! WHY MUST PEOPLE KEEP ADDING PEOPLE THEY HAVE NEVER MET BEFORE?! &lt;strong&gt;GO PLAY TRAFFIC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBIS exam on monday! YADA YADA YADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT TIME IS IT? Summer time, it's our vacation!&lt;br /&gt;YIPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what do I need??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stay at home doing nothing. I can't afford to sleep, eat, watch tv, internet all month long.. I'll get super lazy to go out too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, I won't think so much first. I NEED TO STUDY FIRST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~ I'm going to uhhmmm.. watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;oppssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6943686194394090229?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6943686194394090229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6943686194394090229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6943686194394090229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6943686194394090229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rs25eQgSgNI/AAAAAAAAARU/WytP23H-Ct4/s72-c/765729408_ffd4385fa7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4427976809727334407</id><published>2007-08-23T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:51:04.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I'm back.. I can't sleep. I've been thinking a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at YOUR world, I feel so small. How could I ever fit in? I just feel so small. Is it because I always look down on myself or I feel that I'm not worth as much as YOU or them? I don't know.. but I believe that there is a lot more in store for me. I think I need to get out of my shell so that the blessings would just come pouring on me. Just like Lazarus.. Jesus commanded the stone to be rolled out for Lazarus to come out of his tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, guide me! I feel like a lost sheep wandering around.. "Is he my s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hepherd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Is that my s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hepherd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Who is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shepherd&lt;/span&gt;?" [No, I don't mean God here as my shepherd. It's something else. So please don't assume! (= ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will seek Your kingdom first and Your righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto me.&lt;/em&gt; It's You I really wanna seek first and not any other things. Only You.. Help me, Lord! I wanna focus on You again! I can't afford to look here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My first love, forever You will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4427976809727334407?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4427976809727334407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4427976809727334407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4427976809727334407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4427976809727334407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-know-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3042191693651585001</id><published>2007-08-23T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:56:49.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt; bulletin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippines is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where every street has a basketball&lt;br /&gt;court and every town has only one&lt;br /&gt;public school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where even doctors, lawyers and&lt;br /&gt;engineers are unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where doctors study to become nurses&lt;br /&gt;for employment abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where students pay more money than&lt;br /&gt;they will earn afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where school is considered the second&lt;br /&gt;home and&lt;br /&gt;the mall considered the third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where call-center employees earn more&lt;br /&gt;money&lt;br /&gt;than teachers and nurses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone has his personal ghost&lt;br /&gt;story and superstition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where mountains like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Makiling&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Banahaw&lt;/span&gt; are considered holy places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everything can be forged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where all kinds of animals are edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Starbucks coffee is more&lt;br /&gt;expensive than gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where driving 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kms&lt;/span&gt; can take as much&lt;br /&gt;as four hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where flyovers bring you from the&lt;br /&gt;freeway to the side&lt;br /&gt;streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where crossing the street involves&lt;br /&gt;running for your dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the tourist spots are where&lt;br /&gt;Filipinos cannot afford to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the personal computer is mainly&lt;br /&gt;used&lt;br /&gt;for games and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where colonial mentality is&lt;br /&gt;dishonestly denied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where 4 a.m. is not even considered&lt;br /&gt;bedtime yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where people can pay to defy the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everything and everyone is&lt;br /&gt;spoofed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where even the poverty-stricken get to&lt;br /&gt;wear Ralph Lauren and Tommy Hilfiger&lt;br /&gt;(peke or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ukay&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ukay&lt;/span&gt;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the honking of car horns is a&lt;br /&gt;way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where being called a bum is never&lt;br /&gt;offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;floodwaters&lt;/span&gt; take up more than 90&lt;br /&gt;percent&lt;br /&gt;of the streets during the rainy season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone has a relative abroad&lt;br /&gt;who keeps them alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where wearing your national colors&lt;br /&gt;makes you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;baduy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where billiards is a sport, and darts&lt;br /&gt;is a bar game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where even the poverty-stricken have&lt;br /&gt;the latest cell phones. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GSM&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;galing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;magnanakaw&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where insurance does not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where water can only be classified as&lt;br /&gt;tap and dirty -&lt;br /&gt;clean water is for sale (35 pesos per&lt;br /&gt;gallon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the church governs the people&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;owwss&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;br /&gt;and where the government makes the&lt;br /&gt;people pray for&lt;br /&gt;miracles.&lt;br /&gt;(Amen to that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where University of the Philippines is&lt;br /&gt;where&lt;br /&gt;all the weird people go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ateneo&lt;/span&gt; is where all the nerds go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Salle&lt;/span&gt; is where all the Chinese go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College of Saint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Benilde&lt;/span&gt; is where all&lt;br /&gt;the stupid Chinese go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and University of Asia and the Pacific&lt;br /&gt;is where all the&lt;br /&gt;irrelevantly rich people go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where fast food is a diet meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where traffic signs are merely&lt;br /&gt;suggestions, not regulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where all the trees in the city are&lt;br /&gt;below six feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where being mugged is normal. It&lt;br /&gt;happens to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where kids dream of becoming pilots,&lt;br /&gt;doctors and basketball players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where rodents are normal house pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the definition of traffic is&lt;br /&gt;the "non-movement" of vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the fighter planes of the 1940s&lt;br /&gt;are used for military engagements, and&lt;br /&gt;the new fighter planes are displayed&lt;br /&gt;in museums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where cigarettes and alcohol are&lt;br /&gt;necessity, and where the lottery is a&lt;br /&gt;commodity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where soap operas tell the realities&lt;br /&gt;of life&lt;br /&gt;and where the news provides the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where actors make the rules and where&lt;br /&gt;politicians provide the entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where people can get away with&lt;br /&gt;stealing trillions of pesos,&lt;br /&gt;but not for a thousand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where being an hour late is still&lt;br /&gt;considered punctual.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Grabe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;talaga&lt;/span&gt; 'to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the squatters have more nerve to&lt;br /&gt;complain&lt;br /&gt;(even if they do not pay their tax)---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than those employed and have their tax&lt;br /&gt;automatically&lt;br /&gt;deducted from their salaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally..... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone wants to leave the&lt;br /&gt;country! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;BOWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! That is just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; true. I love the Philippines but I don't want to stay there anymore. I just want to visit, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, Micah messaged me and told me that Lucas and Aaron were on channel 5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Then I was like, "Huh? How come?" She said that they were supporting After The Rain, who are from church, in Live The Dream. So yea.. when I got home and watched too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. But sad.. the band didn't get through the next round. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, they still have another chance: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Wild card&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite sad today. I don't wanna say it out here. But I'm just sad.. I know that I shouldn't take it to heart but somehow, it affects me quite a lot. If I say it out, you guys would laugh at me because it's just too silly. But to me, it's quite a big thing. Guess when you get older, some small issues become big issues. Shucks! But thank God that was like the VERY FIRST *toot toot* I've got that way. The rest are just the best! So fine, I'll just look on the *toot toot* rather than the *toot toot*. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. No, I won't give a single clue what it is. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting fatter and fatter. I've been eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; chocolate, ice cream and cake! I crave for those things whenever I have lots of things to do.. Especially school work! ROAR! Thank God, I have left with 1 more thing to finish! MY 1 AND ONLY EXAM PAPER! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Yey&lt;/span&gt;! I'm just so happy. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;thirsty&lt;/span&gt;. I wanna drink COKE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog more next time. Gosh, there are such so many things that have happened in my life that I've not blogged yet! Wonder if I could ever remember them. I hope I could. I really love it when I read my previous entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I love to see your messages flooding my inbox. Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shut up, Nelkris Kate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d=&lt;br /&gt;nights~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3042191693651585001?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3042191693651585001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3042191693651585001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3042191693651585001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3042191693651585001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-found-this-in-friendster-bulletin.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-3468697663249543546</id><published>2007-08-21T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:20:52.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm NOT supposed to feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEHAVE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get hold of myself. But as I'm typing this, I'm thinking of YOU and my stomach has soooooooooo many butterflies flying around! OMG! What on earth is happening? God, tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening again. NO!!! Oh no, my stomach! Gosh!! Why am I so excited? Why? There is NOTHING to be excited about. But if I say that, I'd be lying to myself. I can't explain what I'm feeling. I just can't. I need an explanation! I need to know the truth. I need to know everything but I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. I'm super tense. I'm super everything! Gosh! I need to stop this feeling. Whatever you tell me makes me smile. Whatever you plan makes me have butterflies in my stomach. Whatever you think makes me blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET HOLD OF YOURSELF, Nikki!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Kaye and I don't know what happened to my msn. I can't sign in again. DSN and key ports prob! )= But we had a webcam session and it was sooooooo fun! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnO1ggSgFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3LYYDUcOD2g/s1600-h/1ujhgfv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100835471627550802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnO1ggSgFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3LYYDUcOD2g/s320/1ujhgfv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's extremely lame. Forever and ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOnQgSgEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_s2c2mXneQU/s1600-h/1sdgvxc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100835226814414914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOnQgSgEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/_s2c2mXneQU/s320/1sdgvxc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Showing off her shiny erms no, not diamond but forehead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOeggSgDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/64Jg53IfooA/s1600-h/1rdgfcx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100835076490559538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOeggSgDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/64Jg53IfooA/s320/1rdgfcx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was trying to poke my eyes. Just how lame can Kaye get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOUQgSgBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2i5-FS-4VXY/s1600-h/1jhgfvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100834900396900370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOUQgSgBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2i5-FS-4VXY/s320/1jhgfvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kissed. awwwwwwww~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOQggSgAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1iN-HRPaGEk/s1600-h/1hgfd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100834835972390914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOQggSgAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1iN-HRPaGEk/s320/1hgfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shame! She digged her nose! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOFAgSf_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/sz7WDDtY8Yk/s1600-h/1dshgfcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100834638403895282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnOFAgSf_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/sz7WDDtY8Yk/s320/1dshgfcd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's really bad. See what she was doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEY! Now I'm back online! (= YEY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.37am. great! I was multi tasking again. Hehehe. Just when will I watch High School Musical 2 in peace? Maybe now? Hope so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE! 2.05am UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QCAFU6UTLr4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QCAFU6UTLr4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blog hopping and I saw this video! Unbelievably gross and funny! Please mind the language and the product used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone~ For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep now too la. Nights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-3468697663249543546?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/3468697663249543546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=3468697663249543546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3468697663249543546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/3468697663249543546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-not-supposed-to-feel-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsnO1ggSgFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3LYYDUcOD2g/s72-c/1ujhgfv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-7041354402974581599</id><published>2007-08-20T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:11:23.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm a happy girl in a happy world. Imagination, life is Your creation!&lt;/span&gt; (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEY! I have got myself a new skin! Nice isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsmloAgSf7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/-PrLK-raXy8/s1600-h/skin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100790159722577842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsmloAgSf7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/-PrLK-raXy8/s320/skin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rsml2ggSf8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Vt_FAbh0ZLI/s1600-h/skin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100790408830681026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rsml2ggSf8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Vt_FAbh0ZLI/s320/skin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice? I can imagine people saying.. "YUCK PINK! KATE PLEASE CHANGE YOUR BLOGSKIN!" NO WAY! I like it. Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to blog but I don't know where to start. Uhm... I'll just post some photos to help me do the talking here. Some very old photos...&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsmnvAgSf9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/MwHPyQEeZB8/s1600-h/x4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100792479004917714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsmnvAgSf9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/MwHPyQEeZB8/s320/x4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rsmn_QgSf-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/DgVv0AUvxNE/s1600-h/Kutie053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100792758177791970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/Rsmn_QgSf-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/DgVv0AUvxNE/s320/Kutie053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously want to blog more but I've been multi tasking. Chatting, blogging, watching High School Musical 2 in my laptop, watching tv and talking to my bros. I have to stop here now. I don't know what time I started this entry but the time now is 11.04. /= &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 2! I want to watch this with NO disturbance! Oh ya, I watched Rush Hour 3 today at Cine! Funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-7041354402974581599?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/7041354402974581599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=7041354402974581599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7041354402974581599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/7041354402974581599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-happy-girl-in-happy-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsmloAgSf7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/-PrLK-raXy8/s72-c/skin2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-8889210720370542903</id><published>2007-08-16T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:26:28.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what to blog about. There's just too much information in my head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm.. THAT'S WHAT I KEPT SAYING DURING THE INMM PRESENTATION TODAY! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you define a friend? If you have at least a friend, you would know. You would know the differences between friends and acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm speechless. I don't know what else to blog. But there are seriously lots of things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please just finish up this week. I want to go to bed and have my 10 hours sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back soon. With the right mind to blog. Not this scattered one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-8889210720370542903?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/8889210720370542903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=8889210720370542903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8889210720370542903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/8889210720370542903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1452208219500384285</id><published>2007-08-13T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:48:30.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just reached home from school. WOOOOOOOOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I went to Bedok for awhile [or long?]. We had the singers meeting. Was ok.. Uhm.. I have to go now. Haha. I need to do my FINAL [FINAL! LIKE FINALLY!] submission which needs to be submitted on thurs. YIPPEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsBuUeKP3kI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HM1mx62kyjU/s1600-h/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098196076155887170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsBuUeKP3kI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HM1mx62kyjU/s320/three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHE! I like ok! This was taken uhm, a fews ago? And imagine it on the website I made! HEHEHE. I like ok! Don't complain. d=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have so many other MEANINGFUL photos to post. SOON! ON MY HOLIDAYS!!! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I trust in You alone, my Saving Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1452208219500384285?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1452208219500384285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1452208219500384285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1452208219500384285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1452208219500384285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-reached-home-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zFJtNFxr-5A/RsBuUeKP3kI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HM1mx62kyjU/s72-c/three.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-6665966657651996747</id><published>2007-08-11T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T19:43:27.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you guess where I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooohooooo!! Internet is finally back! YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll update my blog often. But for now, I need to do my brochure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeeee ya guys. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-6665966657651996747?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/6665966657651996747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=6665966657651996747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6665966657651996747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/6665966657651996747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/can-you-guess-where-i-am-im-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-4082158926066850093</id><published>2007-08-08T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:13:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FEEL SO DISCONNECTED TO EVERYONE! )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing I can wish for and RECEIVE it.. I'd ask for the brain of Einstein to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I'm stupid but who wouldn't want his brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, still no internet at home. I'm at Marine Parade library with Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 project submission on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I trust You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You make me feel brand new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh ya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY PAPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [0608]!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-4082158926066850093?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/4082158926066850093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=4082158926066850093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4082158926066850093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/4082158926066850093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-theres-one-thing-i-can-wish-for-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-5209767762092200631</id><published>2007-08-03T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T13:06:18.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a b****! Hahaha. I had to do what I had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walks away happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Opps, did I burst your smelly bubble?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chokes cause your pathetic bubble is extremely smelly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know more about you. I don't wish to. Stop trying hard to getting to know me because I'll close every possible doors, even windows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate is angry. Be very afraid!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-5209767762092200631?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5209767762092200631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=5209767762092200631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5209767762092200631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5209767762092200631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-like-b-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1822513425450070716</id><published>2007-08-02T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T12:05:54.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, I don't understand. I still don't have internet connection at home. I think my papa needs to buy us a new desktop. I pray he buys a new one for us. That'll be great! Yea, I know I already have a laptop but a bigger screen in my house would be awesome! Sometimes I wish my laptop was a bit bigger... The grass is greener on the other side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in school, yes. I didn't go for IN3D. I overslept and so yea.. Today is the submission of C&amp;E. I regret something. Never mind.. I won't say it out here.. Tomorrow is DBIS submission and tonight, I'll be going shopping with my mama. We'll meet at Tampines Mall then go to Metro Century Sq. WAAAAAAAA KATE! SUBMISSION IS TOMORROW AND YOU CAN STILL GO SHOP????? *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax la! Hahaha. I know know. Submission is tomorrow.. You need some time to relax you know and shopping is a best kinda way ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU DON'T HAVE TO SPEND ANYTHING AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yea, I know METRO! I don't remember shopping there at all. But since my mama is paying everything.. GO! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, I need to print my stuff already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm sooooooo nice. I talked for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing the blogsphere, the reel world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say goodbye but I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE! (= )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1822513425450070716?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1822513425450070716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1822513425450070716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1822513425450070716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1822513425450070716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/08/gosh-i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-1088076015350489940</id><published>2007-07-26T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T17:29:58.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know, I know.. It's been decades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys missed me. WAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm finally blogging. No, there's still no internet connection at home. Sad right?! But thank God because I can finally connect interenet in school! Wooohoooo! I know.. it's been ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to talk about but I don't have time. I need to do some other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tonnes of photos to upload. Millions of stories to tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gottago now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-1088076015350489940?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/1088076015350489940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=1088076015350489940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1088076015350489940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/1088076015350489940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-2541132472000352559</id><published>2007-07-19T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T15:13:54.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hfewskdghfnfklesdjfmleksdhgfleAS:zmdcnhgfjdkmlsadhgfjdsklzxmdbhgfshdjkzxmlkcfshd&lt;br /&gt;jakzxmlncdbhfdsjkzxmndcbhfdsjklzxmncbhfvdsjkzxmcbhfvdsjkzxmncbfvhjdkzxmncbhfv&lt;br /&gt;djskzxmncbhfvdjskcxnbvhfdjsklzxnbfvhjdskmzxnb chfvjdskzxmlERUDFSHXBERSUDFH&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;trgjnhtrdtnhjgfestryjkuhjgfdsert5yjuhbgvdsftyujmnbcvdsertyukjhnbgvfdftyukjmbngfvdf&lt;br /&gt;tjfhgdertyjuhnbvdcsetyujmnhbvdcefrtyukijmnbvcdfrtryjukimjbgvfdfghyjukijnmbvdser&lt;br /&gt;rtyjhnbgfvdsertryujmnbvcdsetryukijmnbvfdcsertyjukjmnhbgfvdcsfgtylkjhgfdsadfgyjkilkj&lt;br /&gt;tjdfhcgvfeyjghbfvdseyjuhmnbgvdsyjukbvcdseryukjmbvdcsayjkhgtfdshjknmjbvcsxdfryuik&lt;br /&gt;jnmb&lt;br /&gt;tyjumnhbvdcsertyukjnjmbvcsrtyklknmb cvxsdfghjknmnbjkhjzcxdfstykhjgbcxzsfgtykihjg&lt;br /&gt;bx reuhydfetu7ukjghfdertyukjhbgfvdsyukjnhbvcdsrtyuikjnhbgvcdfrtyujkmnhbgfdtyhgf&lt;br /&gt;ythgfdsrtyujghbfert5y6ukjhgfdrtyukijhgfdwertyukikijhvcdsertyujhgfdcsdrtyukijhgfdty&lt;br /&gt;yjuhnbgfvdertyuiukjhgfdsertyukiikjhgfvserthyjukkjmnhgfdsjhuygtfrdeijuyhgtfrdeswuiuj&lt;br /&gt;gy&lt;br /&gt;ujhnbgfvdcsertyujnhbgfvdetyujnhsdthyjkmvcdsfgtyukijmnbvcsdrtykjmnhbvcxsdtyjhfgt&lt;br /&gt;yu&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;br /&gt;yjhbgfvdsrtyjumnbvdcsryuknjmb vczxseryuklkjmnhbgfdsijhgfvsxtkijmnbfvrtyjfrtyhgbcg&lt;br /&gt;hyh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED INTERNET CONNECTION AT HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)'X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-2541132472000352559?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/2541132472000352559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=2541132472000352559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2541132472000352559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/2541132472000352559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/07/hfewskdghfnfklesdjfmleksdhgfleaszmdcnhg.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-5214947708863320690</id><published>2007-07-18T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T15:09:36.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating my blog for quite some time. I don't have internet connection at home. Modem is spoilt! Grrrrr! I'm in Marine Parade Library right now doing some research for Maya [actually, not really]. Hahaha. Boring-ism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make full use of this connection.. Yes, part of it is to do research and part is to check &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/nelkriskate"&gt;FRIENDSTER&lt;/a&gt;! Wahaha. I'm friendster addict! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERNET IS ALREADY A HUGE PART OF MY LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you everyone. I know you all miss me. I miss you guys too. *feeling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-5214947708863320690?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5214947708863320690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=5214947708863320690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5214947708863320690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5214947708863320690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorry-for-not-been-updating-my-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541914416905477515.post-5695568953830908421</id><published>2007-07-14T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T01:14:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be here for 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I need to get some things down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current facts [about me]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. I've been sleeping in the bus and it's so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unglam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;#2. I'm super tired that I could faint anytime.&lt;br /&gt;#3. Mood swing is getting on me. I could be very happy one time and super pissed on another. It's proven! Ask Ian! I think it's caused by too much work + lack of sleep + PMS! [hate this!] + cough [it has been 2 weeks?]&lt;br /&gt;#4. People CHANGE. I think I just lost a friend. I miss him/her. Since he/she have been [&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;], he/she seems so arrogant. WHY DO PEOPLE CHANGE? I'M &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; DISAPPOINTED! Or is it just me? Anyhow, I miss him/her. )=&lt;br /&gt;#5. I don't like being forced and no one does anyway! So please stop forcing me especially when I'm very busy! I'm very busy so stop annoying me. Don't strangle me when I'm on the verge of dying.&lt;br /&gt;#6. There's so many things to do.. So little time.&lt;br /&gt;Order: Most difficult to less difficult = Requires more time to requires lesser time&lt;br /&gt;[a] IN3D&lt;br /&gt;[b] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;INMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DMPF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[d] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DBIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[e] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CMSK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[f] C&amp;E&lt;br /&gt;I have to submit them in one month's time.&lt;br /&gt;#7. My C&amp;amp;E tutorial submission was on thurs and it slipped my mind. Thank God Mr Han is a nice man.&lt;br /&gt;#8. I've been sleeping for 3-4 hours a day this week.&lt;br /&gt;#9. Home is like a hotel for now. I spent many hours in school a day.&lt;br /&gt;#10. My beta submission is late for 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;! How could some lecturers be so cruel?? We can only upload our files in school and all the labs is occupied! HOW CAN? They should open a lab just for people to upload their work! Thank God for Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nalaka&lt;/span&gt; who let me in his class to upload my work! =D&lt;br /&gt;#11. We [IND students] deserve our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many of you missed me! *feeling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You for Your strength!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1541914416905477515-5695568953830908421?l=nelkrizkate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/feeds/5695568953830908421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1541914416905477515&amp;postID=5695568953830908421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5695568953830908421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1541914416905477515/posts/default/5695568953830908421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nelkrizkate.blogspot.com/2007/07/ill-be-here-for-7-mins-i-need-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelkris Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339768248561990657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
