<?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-7018034</id><updated>2011-10-30T12:15:02.850+08:00</updated><category term='Princess Tamina'/><category term='Jake Gyllenhaal'/><category term='Prince of Persia'/><category term='Gemma Arterton'/><category term='The Time Traveller&apos;s Wife'/><category term='Prince Dastan'/><title type='text'>if only...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>538</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6379586544949200684</id><published>2011-10-30T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T12:15:02.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbie after 51 surgeries. You want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Just glanced through Facebook news feeds and saw this post saying there was an American lady who did 51 surgeries to become a real life Barbie. I wonder what she was thinking when she made her decision. Was it fame? Beauty? Having to go through all that pain and one day, needing to leave this world without any of those things following you... Is it really worth it?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dad was telling me the other day. He said, "When you go to the market and buy chicken, you always want the fattest, juiciest one. But when it comes to humans, we want the thinnest, slimmest one." I so totally agree! I guess we get caught up with how we look and forget that what's inside is most important. Remember to love yourself and be happy!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But my resolution next year is to drop 10kg. HAHAHA! Wish me luck!&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/7018034-6379586544949200684?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6379586544949200684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6379586544949200684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/10/barbie-after-51-surgeries-you-want.html' title='Barbie after 51 surgeries. You want?'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-7432693543511422367</id><published>2011-10-05T08:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T08:41:29.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Peeing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Yesterday when we were walking towards my bus stand, an old man took off his pants and peed on the floor before another person could stop him. We were still wondering what he was doing... Luckily, I turned away when I realized what he was doing. If not later NIGHTMARE! Some bus supervisor shouted at him after the 'milk was spilled'. Anyways, this happened like super near the public toilet. Wonder what the old man was thinking... That was the weirdest thing that happened yesterday. Haha.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/7018034-3891752947206555323?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3891752947206555323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3891752947206555323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5872868441140040739</id><published>2011-09-07T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T23:43:57.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling stressed over end-of-course assessment that is going to due on 12th Sept 2011. i guess i need to find my motivation back again. missing those days where there was nothing much to worry about. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5872868441140040739?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5872868441140040739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5872868441140040739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/09/feeling-stressed-over-end-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2249215679154906737</id><published>2011-08-09T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:04:24.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fitness first</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what i did on this public holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. Let me just tell you. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym this morning for BODYJAM / SH'BAM PINK PARTY (11am - 12.30pm) and stayed on for BODYCOMBAT THE ULTIMATE (1pm - 2.30pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling the aches right now. Miss M (once a month) came today too. WOW. ACHY ACHY BREAKY BREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i came home and did some online postings (school work). WHAT A PH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the blues cos there's work tomorrow. NO HOLIDAY FOR ME. *sigh* And i've got night classes tomorrow. BOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-2249215679154906737?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2249215679154906737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2249215679154906737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/08/fitness-first.html' title='fitness first'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-4246844802603517400</id><published>2011-06-12T08:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T08:45:42.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I watched the Breaking Fawn Part 1 trailer yesterday. AWESOME LOOKING. I read the book and I was intrigued and frightened all at te same time. Imagine sitting on the chair and screaming, "Bella, DON'T!". Well, the you have it. I'm a fan but if you ask me which side I'm on, definitely Team Edward. Lol! I think I have a thing for vamps.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So anyway, the show airs in November. LIKE WHAT THE HELL?!! Why do they want to show the trailer so quickly? Make me heart itchy nia. Good marketing technique. Haha. That's provided the movie sells itself of course. Having high hopes for the movie and I hope for my sake I don't get disappointed. Kind of difficult to top the book.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So last Friday after work, I met up with Xiu at Bedok Mrt and then we went to meet Serling and Alvin at Somerset 313. Ate dinner at Tomato soup (I think?) and then we made our way to the movie theatre. Left kevin's ticket at the counter. What show were we watching? KUNG-FU PANDA 2!!! AWESOME! I was hoping for 3D but seems like they difn't have them...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After movie, I went to meet up with GC, Jen and ZF. WL came later after her rendezvous. Hahaha! Chatted for a bit and finally, we were super sleepy so we left to get a cab at around 3am... What a night.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Late night resulted in me missing my gym... Guilty... &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well, at least now I'm going for a swim with my bffs! Get ready fAt4! We're gonna have a splash!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But before that, let's hope I reach there in piece. LOL!&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/7018034-4246844802603517400?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4246844802603517400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4246844802603517400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-weekend.html' title='This weekend.'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5080655938730817761</id><published>2011-06-09T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:49:02.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teamwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I believe I know where the problem lies and I know the solution to the problem. TEAMWORK. However, teamwork requires initiative. Sigh. Going BATAM! Yay! Gonna confirm everything on Friday so I am really EXCITED! Finally, a place out of Singapore! Woopidoo!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;fAt4! When we going Bangkok together?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5080655938730817761?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5080655938730817761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5080655938730817761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/06/teamwork_09.html' title='Teamwork'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3772336246500517337</id><published>2011-06-07T08:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:53:17.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I used to be high even without coffee or alcohol. Now I take coffee almost every day. Gosh. Where's my energy? Seeping out of me every single day as I slog my life away. One day, all my laughter will be gone and that WILL NOT DO. Gotta find my passion and joy again. Where should I look? Do I have to? Will it come look for me instead? Tired.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/7018034-1349313428513006867?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1349313428513006867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1349313428513006867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/03/shag.html' title='Shag.'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8932806707145853945</id><published>2011-02-25T10:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:56:58.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I realize my blog has turned I to a dead city. Need to infuse some life into it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;LIFE. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ok.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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I am miss random. The reason is because I have to say things quickly for I'll forget them in a second. Make it 5 seconds. Don't want to sound like I'm exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars have faces. Bongs told me this. Cherry QQ has a girly face. As though it's fluttering it's eyelashes and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No strings attached was sweet and romantic. Ashton, you rock! Haha! Carrots bouquet. WHAT A GREAT IDEA. WHY DIDN'T ANYONE THINK ABOUT THAT BEFORE? I love happy endings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sick lately. Bronchitis seems serious but it's actually cough. And flu. And sore throat. I'm alright now though. Don't have to worry, if you were. Not like I'm saying you'll get worry or something but yea. So. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Dan, Kel, Hui Ni and Joanna yesterday evening. As usual, FUN! We need to give ourselves a group name. Can't think of any right now but, yea, we should really find some funny name for our group. Anyways, we sort of planned our escape to Taiwan together. YAY! Xiu, maybe cannot watch fireworks and count down with you liao. Might not be in Singapore but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School seems so much tougher now. Hopefully I can time manage this semester well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad bought me a hard disk yesterday. &lt;3s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored and tired. Going to bed soon. GOODNIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-8004254587025253721?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8004254587025253721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8004254587025253721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-miss-random.html' title='I am miss random!'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8079795079746575880</id><published>2011-02-03T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T23:13:23.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did everyone have an enjoyable day with your relatives? LOL. We weren't supposed to celebrate CNY but we did receive lots of angbaos... Tradition says or rather, the older generation says that we are able to take angbaos but they cannot give them. Hmmm... Anyways, one day is gone. Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, the Queks are gonna take on 少林 at Downtown East Cathay Cinema. WOOT! Although i've watched it, i think my Dad would like it so i introduced it to him and it became a family event. HAHA! Deadlines deadlines deadlines... ALL CRAMPED TOGETHER. I better get down to it. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-8079795079746575880?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8079795079746575880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8079795079746575880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year-everyone-did.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-9021696955157475147</id><published>2011-02-02T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:39:06.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slapping in the bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;There was this crazy dad in the bus with his son. Poor guy got slapped by his dad cos he put his hand on his arm. Throughout my whole journey back home, the dad was slapping his hand whenever he touched him and saying "Shut up and take your hand away." or something to that effect. Anyways, full story I do not know since I was back facing them the whole way. Your thoughts?&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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Spoke to her husband and he told us that she's recovering really fast which is a miracle on it's own but being able to survive is the biggest miracle so far. Quoting his words, "Her stars are shining." She really lucky and I think all those good deeds she did throughout the years must have somewhat been recognized.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;All will be well!&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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All the way back home. On second thought, I couldn't allow my bag to get wet. There was my iPhone inside. Important things that could not get wet.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As we grow older, we tend to have less fun. The moment we want to do something fun, we get weighed down by baggages like responsibility, being a role model and things like that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I asked myself, "How long ago was it since I walked in the rain with rainwater drenching me? How long ago was it when I didn't have to care what people thought of me and just did what I wanted?" The answer to both questions is SUPER LONG TIME!!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;People who really know me, I think you guys got used to my craziness. However, it seems like not everyone can accept this part of me. I think especially when we start working and are being characterized as WORKING ADULTS, the whole image thing just changes. Before you know it, we are all acting in a certain way to show that we are responsible and mature but all the FUN seems to slip through our fingers. I miss the FUN.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My colleague was asking whether I've been to fort park (I think if I remember correctly). She said that the place was really beautiful. I told her ever since secondary school, I haven't been to these kind of places. It's sad, but true.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, when people ask me what my 2011 resolution is, I tell them this:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Easy it may seem but the easiest thing can be the most complicated and difficult thing to do.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What is your 2011 resolution?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today, my colleague came out of ICU and is currently staying in one of the normal wards at SGH. I pray for her recovery and hope that God will protect her and help her through this difficult time. The doctor tells the nurses to tie her hands because she always tear the tubes out (this is what I heard).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The doctor can try to mend a broken body but only something spiritual and holy can mend the mind and soul. Hope that all will be well for her and her family.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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M18?!?!?! YOU SURE? like R21 man! but it was meaningful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7018034-9124733191211177578?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/9124733191211177578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/9124733191211177578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/01/clothes-detergent-smells-really-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TSdAlgloVfI/AAAAAAAABRs/x_q3TPCHrNY/s72-c/Love-And-Other-Drugs-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1937923510086547513</id><published>2011-01-04T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T00:04:47.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Today was GREAT. I took 3.5hrs off from work which meant that I left the office supposedly at 3pm but in the end, work made me leave at 3.30pm instead. I don't wanna talk about work so after I left the office, it was all relax and happy!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Silly XY came over to borrow a space in my refrigerator but in the end, she only needed it for 5 minutes. Plans change so... Anyways, left with the crazy Queks (consists of mama quek, leona, Bongs and Aro). 大舅 came to fetch us there. Thanks 大舅！We reached Downtown East at around 730pm? A little while later, Lynn and Chups arrived. YAY!!! Small talk and hellos erupted... After that... DINNER!!! There were prawns, buffalo wings, pork fillet, satay, bee hoon and curry. YUM YUM!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The three of us talked, everyone joked, we laughed and ate. After all the eating, we went into the room and watched the balance of 爱 and then the other shows on channel 8. In between commercials we would talk and make fun of each other. LOL! I think the show was more interesting when we were watching it together. *smiles* After the 9pm show, we had BIEBER TAP TAP CHALLENGE!!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Like play and battle together fun ah! Haha! Going home was even MORE FUN!!! Uncle Poon sent us home via his pick-up. Or should I say lorry/truck? Anyways, we sat at the back and it was so COOL! Lynn said that it was her first time. I think she was a little frightened but don't know whether it was for Leona or herself? Haha! She was brave though. Sat all the way to the nearest bus stop to her house.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I think we need to arrange one chalet! Seriously missing those days in Poly when all of you stole my gingko nuts while I was sleeping. *reminiscing*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But before that, singing session at my house to be confirmed. You all free on Sunday (9.1.11)? Muahaha! I don't know about you but I seriously can't wait! &lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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What a year start for Apple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3610261343159379569?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3610261343159379569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3610261343159379569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/01/alarms-finally-working-although-there.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-7037363966532647224</id><published>2011-01-02T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:02:30.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>steamboat for the second time. LOVE IT STILL. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iphone4 alarm having problems but i read in a website that this problem will be resolved tomorrow. dare i take the risk of waking up with the alarm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-7037363966532647224?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7037363966532647224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7037363966532647224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/01/steamboat-for-second-time.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3010015101030288165</id><published>2011-01-01T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T02:58:07.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;So it's 2011. I'm on the MRT coming back from Marina Bay Sands. Had a great time with Xiuli. Tired but eventful. Did something really stupid right after the countdown. Took a video of the fireworks show earlier on but Facebook cocked up!!! Too much traffic online I think. Long story short, MY VIDEO LOST!!! Not even in my cameraroll. Like sad only.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways, just reached Tampines. Since there's no buses, gotta wait for a cab. Oh well.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In a cab already. Haha! Fast paced sia. Damn tired. Reached home. Bathed. SHIOK!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;anyways...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!!! A new year means there's sure to be surprises but just make sure all of you enjoy yourselves alright! Loves.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/7018034-3010015101030288165?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3010015101030288165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3010015101030288165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3115411842800653179</id><published>2010-11-27T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T22:30:27.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Of My Life After Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Have you ever felt like you've got a lot of things you wanna do during the exam period, but you tell yourself you need to study and can only do them after the exams? But when your exams are over, you feel that those things aren't really what you want to do anymore? Story of my life.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I totally had so many OTHER things on my mind during the exam period but now I'm free, I just wanna laze around and do nothing. *sigh*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/7018034-3115411842800653179?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3115411842800653179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3115411842800653179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/11/story-of-my-life-after-exams.html' title='Story Of My Life After Exams'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-7396887311485335270</id><published>2010-11-06T04:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T04:34:59.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I'm totally obsessed with The Vampire Diaries right now. I'm still at Season 1 but i have this feeling that i want to watch it all and yet, I don't want it to ever end. You know? Obsessed I tell you. And just right smack before my exams. How convenient. Dang it. Seriously, shouldn't have started watching like now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But i couldn't control myself. They're SO HANDSOME and she's SO PRETTY. I think I'm crazy over the whole vamp thing-a-majing. It's like reading twilight novels all over again except this time, the vamps are major badasses. Hope I won't crave for more once I'm done with season 1 but they don't make shows like that anymore. It's as though the producers COMPEL us to WANT to watch more. *sigh*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;However, I did promise myself that I would stop watching and start studying after season 1. A promise is a promise. I'll try not compromise myself but it seems like a challenge. Hmm...&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/7018034-7396887311485335270?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7396887311485335270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7396887311485335270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/11/obsessed.html' title='Obsessed'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1063596544357890286</id><published>2010-10-29T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T23:15:53.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i thought there would be appreciation,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess somethings are too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;once again, high expectations/hopes or let's just take away the high and say expectations/hopes will lead to high chances of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-1063596544357890286?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1063596544357890286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1063596544357890286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-was-really-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2568563993629187887</id><published>2010-10-08T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T12:19:17.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty And It's Perks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;A long time ago, I realized that pretty ladies and handsome men have more benefits than us mere mortals. It's unfair yes , but the painful truth. Concepts like beauty in the eyes of the beholder seem to be consolation for us to feel better. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This realization came back to me again today. I saw how people reacted to a pretty girl and it got me thinking. No wonder people spend so much money on make-up and cosmetics. Taking pills just to slim down.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Basically, humans are just problematic. They make things difficult for themselves and then they  try to find a solution but another problem surfaces. I guess that's how humans work. Haha. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Like serious only ah. Anyways, I think Everyone's beautiful be it you're round, thin, short or tall. As long as your heart is kind and good, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL! Love yourself!&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/7018034-2568563993629187887?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2568563993629187887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2568563993629187887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/10/beauty-and-it-perks.html' title='Beauty And It&amp;#39;s Perks'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-4304539156210271492</id><published>2010-10-03T03:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T03:02:44.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Time Traveller&apos;s Wife'/><title type='text'>The Cycle That Never Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Dying but not really dying - The Time Traveller's Wife. This movie came out long ago but I only got to watch it this morning. A really touching story. I felt that there wasn't really any beginning or end. Like a circle, the cycle never ends.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Seeing someone die over and over again but you can do nothing about it. Seeing people when they were younger or older. Having to break into peoples' houses just so he could clothe himself. Being chased by those who thought he was up to no good. Seeing how and knowing when he was going to die.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This got me thinking. The young self still time travels and at the ending of the story, he time travelled again with his 39 year old self. His daughter, Alba and wife, Claire were able to see and touch him again even though he already died. Doesn't this sort of mean that he is an immortal? Time travel allows him to live on. It's like he's moving backwards. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hmm... Interesting show this. Those whom have not watched it, GO CATCH IT!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As for me, I'm going to bed. Toodle-loo!&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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T-i-n-e&lt;br /&gt;me: g. g-i..&lt;br /&gt;someone: ok. gina.&lt;br /&gt;me: erm. yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-942446300652343777?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/942446300652343777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/942446300652343777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/09/someone-what-is-your-name-me-gina.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3071899540128868750</id><published>2010-09-15T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:56:27.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm finally able to breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week i'll have to start on projects again. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for saturday though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3071899540128868750?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3071899540128868750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3071899540128868750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-finally-able-to-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8220964051061911997</id><published>2010-08-22T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:12:36.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/THC_tg9TZdI/AAAAAAAABRQ/KSgMkYqEY30/s1600/tumblr_l7fyyy17Zq1qzyrwvo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/THC_tg9TZdI/AAAAAAAABRQ/KSgMkYqEY30/s400/tumblr_l7fyyy17Zq1qzyrwvo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508113132936193490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&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/7018034-8220964051061911997?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8220964051061911997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8220964051061911997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/08/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/THC_tg9TZdI/AAAAAAAABRQ/KSgMkYqEY30/s72-c/tumblr_l7fyyy17Zq1qzyrwvo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6660544134611558143</id><published>2010-08-20T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:23:35.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 10am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission: Finish up project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushed my teeth and prepared myself mentally for the day ahead. Came out of the toilet and GUESS WHO I SAW?!?! BONGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she persuaded me to go downstairs with her to find a torchlight by asking me to get breakfast downstairs. so i went with her. IN THE END... SHE DIDN'T EVEN BUY A FREAKING TORCHLIGHT. I asked her what she wanted to eat and she said she was not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NTUC&lt;/span&gt; to buy some stuff (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt;, cup noodles). then to A1 chicken store and got one spring chicken to share. then to the hardware store. then home. reached home 111am. Aro cooked instant noodles for me. ate till 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm still blogging. HAI... Ok la. back to the real work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6660544134611558143?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6660544134611558143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6660544134611558143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/08/woke-up-at-10am-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-4224780118832291888</id><published>2010-08-20T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T00:36:09.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waiting for my iphone4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have loads of work but i don't seem to be in the mood for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's FRIDAY ALREADY! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-4224780118832291888?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4224780118832291888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4224780118832291888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/08/waiting-for-my-iphone4.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3443856448680045934</id><published>2010-08-16T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:02:51.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XIU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the "goods". HEHE! You made my unbearable day somewhat bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick AGAIN. Got the FLOO. *sigh* red nose, chapped skin, sleepy eyes, irritating cough. name it and i've got it all. ok. got to go back to my project. NO TIME TO LOSE. *cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3443856448680045934?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3443856448680045934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3443856448680045934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/08/xiu-thanks-for-goods.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5307561733966885208</id><published>2010-08-09T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:29:50.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting better! (HAPPY)&lt;br /&gt;I have to work tomorrow. (WTH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I didn't even get to enjoy my public holiday properly. DANG IT. Well, at least I had loads of rest so I AM THANKFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got school tomorrow. Hmm... Anyway, I wanna thank those who told me to drink more water and get more rest. LOVE YALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5307561733966885208?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5307561733966885208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5307561733966885208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-getting-better-happy-i-have-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3548142250908441493</id><published>2010-08-04T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:57:05.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired after a long day at work. long? cos i had school yesterday. slept less. tired. long day. yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having cut papayas and grapes now. the papaya's not that sweet and there's a bitter aftertaste. the grapes have a sweet but sour quality in them. what a coinkidink. oh well. i can't have rainbows everyday anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone please ask me out for a movie? seriously. i'm so cooped up with work and studies now and it's only for the 2nd week? goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sara bareilles's King Of Anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="370" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5S2AmEoizUY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5S2AmEoizUY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="370" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sings so well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3548142250908441493?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3548142250908441493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3548142250908441493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/08/tired-after-long-day-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6281666366914760420</id><published>2010-07-26T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:17:57.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the future looks like a really LONG and DARK tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when i'd finally see the light.&lt;br /&gt;at least i know there will be light.&lt;br /&gt;it's just a matter of when.&lt;br /&gt;uncertain times.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i've made the right decisions.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* guess i'll just have to wait and see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6281666366914760420?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6281666366914760420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6281666366914760420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/07/future-looks-like-really-long-and-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8622836833055669269</id><published>2010-07-19T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:28:15.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting school next week! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Excited and yet scared.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i've chosen my path so now i'll just have to walk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TERSxwq8KjI/AAAAAAAABQU/R8289MKZaV8/s1600/tumblr_l5igw7HQSt1qbqex6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TERSxwq8KjI/AAAAAAAABQU/R8289MKZaV8/s400/tumblr_l5igw7HQSt1qbqex6o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495608460130921010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7018034-8622836833055669269?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8622836833055669269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8622836833055669269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg-omg-omg-im-starting-school-next.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TERSxwq8KjI/AAAAAAAABQU/R8289MKZaV8/s72-c/tumblr_l5igw7HQSt1qbqex6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1716255595712381144</id><published>2010-07-08T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T19:55:45.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TDW8tGsctgI/AAAAAAAABQM/mRRD_anPTjw/s1600/New+Moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 75px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TDW8tGsctgI/AAAAAAAABQM/mRRD_anPTjw/s400/New+Moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491502803725366786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&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/7018034-1716255595712381144?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1716255595712381144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1716255595712381144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/07/duh.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TDW8tGsctgI/AAAAAAAABQM/mRRD_anPTjw/s72-c/New+Moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5044600928113451349</id><published>2010-07-05T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:40:09.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are they really males? goodness. tried checking but not 100% sure though. i know one of them is surely a male but the other seems kind of feminine to me. oh well. let's just see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back pains today. near the butt. ouch. don't really know what i did though. *sigh* old liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching ECLIPSE with sissy 2 and sissy 4 tomorrow. CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent A LOT of money this month. Birthdays, spectacles, contacts, dinners, presents... I guess it's all worth it. all good all good. just need to keep telling myself that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO SAVE MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song i'm hearing now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DK4o9qQ2XhE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DK4o9qQ2XhE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5044600928113451349?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5044600928113451349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5044600928113451349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-they-really-males-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-689875423094781293</id><published>2010-07-04T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:16:09.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TDAJQJYGDVI/AAAAAAAABQE/2erxgUaSSZg/s1600/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TDAJQJYGDVI/AAAAAAAABQE/2erxgUaSSZg/s400/DSC00008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489898118764170578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'VE GOT 2 NEW ADDITIONS TO THE FAMILY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The butt is Bong's and mine - GUS GUS. (Although I'm the one looking after and paying for. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;The other one on top of mine is Evangeline's - TUB TUB but i really think it should be called NOM NOM. BECAUSE IT KEEPS ON NOM-ING THE FOOD AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;NOM-NOM-NOM-NOM-NOM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, THEY ARE SO CUTE! It's amazing. I got up early to feed them. GOT UP EARLY. SERIOUS. I'm so gonna get a dog next. WAHAHA!&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/7018034-689875423094781293?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/689875423094781293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/689875423094781293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/07/weve-got-2-new-additions-to-family-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TDAJQJYGDVI/AAAAAAAABQE/2erxgUaSSZg/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1799758644243726121</id><published>2010-07-01T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T20:11:51.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TCyFfMVKmFI/AAAAAAAABP0/CKCYDKIBrOk/s1600/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TCyFfMVKmFI/AAAAAAAABP0/CKCYDKIBrOk/s400/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488908816790231122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like taking a photo of my novels. A LOT RIGHT?!?! I can like open a small library by the time i'm 50? HOHO!&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/7018034-1799758644243726121?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1799758644243726121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1799758644243726121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-felt-like-taking-photo-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TCyFfMVKmFI/AAAAAAAABP0/CKCYDKIBrOk/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8271456439597407608</id><published>2010-06-28T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:17:13.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i smell durians i go AHHHHHHHHHHH!!! and not in a good way. i think it's the season. IT'S EVERYWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... i love CHERRIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TCiejKPJ_aI/AAAAAAAABPs/VlydGsVIDeU/s1600/tumblr_l4p03k7IPU1qabw15o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TCiejKPJ_aI/AAAAAAAABPs/VlydGsVIDeU/s400/tumblr_l4p03k7IPU1qabw15o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487810472831483298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to NTUC and bought 2 boxes of cherries today. I think it was worth it since it only cost me $6.99 for 2 boxes. REALLY SWEET! YUMMY! Too bad it's normally so expensive. Maybe next time i'll go to a cherry plantation. HAHA! When I leave, NO MORE LEFT. lol!&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/7018034-8271456439597407608?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8271456439597407608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8271456439597407608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-i-smell-durians-i-go-ahhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TCiejKPJ_aI/AAAAAAAABPs/VlydGsVIDeU/s72-c/tumblr_l4p03k7IPU1qabw15o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6829858128181779961</id><published>2010-06-09T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:57:40.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it so difficult to get along with some people? I only want to be friends with everyone. Is that so difficult a wish? Happiness seems to be the key priority in my life but sometimes, people can really disappoint me. Seriously. Nevermind. I don't want to think about all these non-consequential things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doctor with Bongs today. She's having fever, running nose, sore throat and a throbbing head. Dr. Kong was good. I think out of all the doctors that i've been to, he's considered one of the best. He took the time to explain some vital points so that we understood how our body reacts to a fever and so on. As for me, i've been having back aches. Finally seen the doctor for it since i kept complaining of the pain. He gave me some medicine and told me that if i wanted to exercise, it should be constant and not sudden so that my muscles will not be shocked at the sudden need to work hard. No exercise for me while i'm on medication. Hoho! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what i want for my birthday already. iphone4! Seriously! Any sponsors? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-week. I kind of feel happy cos it's in the middle already... but at the same time, it seems the weekends are just not here yet. Oh well, wait for me weekend! I'm coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6829858128181779961?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6829858128181779961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6829858128181779961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-is-it-so-difficult-to-get-along.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3992718372200242028</id><published>2010-06-03T20:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T21:57:00.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jake Gyllenhaal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Tamina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince of Persia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince Dastan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gemma Arterton'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAekvBLZCNI/AAAAAAAABO0/baZ6aOKs7Gk/s1600/Prince+of+Persia+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAekvBLZCNI/AAAAAAAABO0/baZ6aOKs7Gk/s400/Prince+of+Persia+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478528599396518098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch PRINCE OF PERSIA - THE SANDS OF TIME with Rachael yesterday (2.6.10).&lt;br /&gt;SO NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actions, the effects. Of course, THE HUNK and the HOT BABE! Totally worth my $6. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAekv9j6vhI/AAAAAAAABPE/l8PZd_j0ooY/s1600/Jake+Gyllenhaal+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAekv9j6vhI/AAAAAAAABPE/l8PZd_j0ooY/s400/Jake+Gyllenhaal+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478528615605517842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake Gyllenhaal as Prince Dastan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAekvii28zI/AAAAAAAABO8/_HUia9iwdaE/s1600/Gemma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAekvii28zI/AAAAAAAABO8/_HUia9iwdaE/s400/Gemma1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478528608353317682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemma Arterton as Princess Tamina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN LOVE AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAemvjoD0TI/AAAAAAAABPc/kDO1FDgfyJI/s1600/Jake+Gyllenhaal+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAemvjoD0TI/AAAAAAAABPc/kDO1FDgfyJI/s400/Jake+Gyllenhaal+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478530807666823474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAemvQT13aI/AAAAAAAABPU/RHEv4CIMoLI/s1600/Jake+Gyllenhaal+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAemvQT13aI/AAAAAAAABPU/RHEv4CIMoLI/s400/Jake+Gyllenhaal+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478530802481749410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at this HOT BOD! omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAemvIi0Y0I/AAAAAAAABPM/ZMhFEMNeJZY/s1600/Jake+Gyllenhaal+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAemvIi0Y0I/AAAAAAAABPM/ZMhFEMNeJZY/s400/Jake+Gyllenhaal+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478530800397083458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some quotes and conversations taken from the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;What you’re looking at is the walk of a man who  just lost everything.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Dastan&lt;/span&gt;, Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;It is said some lives are linked across time.&lt;br /&gt;They  are connected by an ancient calling.&lt;br /&gt;DESTINY.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;- Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Dastan&lt;/span&gt; *looks down Tamina's cleavage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tamina:&lt;/span&gt; Found what you're looking for, Prince?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Dastan:&lt;/span&gt; You really enjoy telling me what to do, don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tamina:&lt;/span&gt; Only because you're so good at following orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Dastan:&lt;/span&gt; Don’t press your luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamina:&lt;/strong&gt;                         Such a noble prince leaping to assist the fallen  beauty.&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;strong&gt;Prince Dastan:&lt;/strong&gt;                         Who said you are a beauty?&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;strong&gt;Tamina:&lt;/strong&gt;                         There must be a reason why you can't take your  eyes off me.&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;strong&gt;Prince Dastan:&lt;/strong&gt;                         [stutters] You're... I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tamina:&lt;/span&gt; Dastan, where’s the Dagger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Dastan:&lt;/span&gt; You’re welcome to search me for it. You’ll have to be  very thorough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tamina:&lt;/span&gt; Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Dastan:&lt;/span&gt; Difficult, but not impossible.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I believe we make our own destiny, princess.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Dastan&lt;/span&gt;, Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love...&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/7018034-3992718372200242028?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3992718372200242028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3992718372200242028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/06/went-to-watch-prince-of-persia-sands-of.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAekvBLZCNI/AAAAAAAABO0/baZ6aOKs7Gk/s72-c/Prince+of+Persia+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-7546510993838110682</id><published>2010-05-31T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:00:23.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was about to get out of the train when i saw a mother (age to be acound 60 to 70) and daughter (age to be around late 20s to mid 30s) having a heated conversation. details i'm not sure but my observation told me that the daughter was pretty pissed with her mother. i heard her say,"你每次就是在浪费我的时间." and then her mother replied something to her but i couldn't hear. both faces looked to be pretty unhappy. once the doors opened, the daughter rushed out and didn't even inform her mother of her whereabouts. she simply just dashed off. her mother was still talking to her and at the same time looking from left to right when she couldn't find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to say to the daughter is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you do not regret your actions today because what you did was simply wrong. even if your mother made you angry, she is still your mother. filial piety is every daughter's or son's responsibility so try as you may, you can never run away from it since her blood runs through your veins. think of the time when she had to carry you in her womb and all the sufferings she had to go through just to give birth to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really sad when i saw the mother's face. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT-OUT TO ALL THE MOMS OUT THERE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;辛苦了!!!&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/7018034-7546510993838110682?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7546510993838110682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7546510993838110682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-was-about-to-get-out-of-train-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1408863671461935569</id><published>2010-05-30T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:17:02.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAKBVUqZrII/AAAAAAAABOs/92znHiKqWgs/s1600/tumblr_l2tqdxoqFm1qa3vg5o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAKBVUqZrII/AAAAAAAABOs/92znHiKqWgs/s400/tumblr_l2tqdxoqFm1qa3vg5o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477082300159732866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. THAT'S ME. lol.&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/7018034-1408863671461935569?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1408863671461935569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1408863671461935569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAKBVUqZrII/AAAAAAAABOs/92znHiKqWgs/s72-c/tumblr_l2tqdxoqFm1qa3vg5o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1319792455090600748</id><published>2010-05-29T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:21:22.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really amazes me how two dots and a v can make something so KAWAII!&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;LIKE THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAEUdkkbnfI/AAAAAAAABOk/9pAFRaKyhIw/s1600/tumblr_l36cgot0pS1qzzpt2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAEUdkkbnfI/AAAAAAAABOk/9pAFRaKyhIw/s400/tumblr_l36cgot0pS1qzzpt2o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476681120124476914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't they make you just wanna BITE THEM!?!?! lol.&lt;br /&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/7018034-1319792455090600748?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1319792455090600748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1319792455090600748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-really-amazes-me-how-two-dots-and-v.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/TAEUdkkbnfI/AAAAAAAABOk/9pAFRaKyhIw/s72-c/tumblr_l36cgot0pS1qzzpt2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1139882609938755300</id><published>2010-05-22T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:12:38.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's saturday ALREADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my free week just zoomed past and it's gonna be BACK TO WORK for me. oh man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;__blues blues blues__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, at least my week has been sort of fully utilised. LOL! for play that is. here's a list to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;UNIVERSAL STUDIO-ED&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;GLEE-ED&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HAIRCUT-ED&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUNCHED WITH MAMA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;TEO HENG-ED&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SUKI-ED&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHREK-ED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I guess that's about all. HAHA! Looks so short. Oh well, got to psych myself up for MONDAY. *sigh*&lt;br /&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/7018034-1139882609938755300?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1139882609938755300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1139882609938755300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-saturday-already-my-free-week-just.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6749319276562251216</id><published>2010-05-20T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T02:12:54.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!! universal studios was AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY (my real mother)! I WANT GO AGAIN. CAN SPONSOR NOT?!?! HAHAHA! Whole family go together gether the next time yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made a pact to go together next year AGAIN once all the rides are open. SGX!!!WOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6749319276562251216?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6749319276562251216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6749319276562251216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/omg-universal-studios-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-4582649538765454393</id><published>2010-05-19T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T01:50:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super addicted to GLEE right now. it's just so inspirational! and the songs, the moves... INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gLEE &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-4582649538765454393?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4582649538765454393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4582649538765454393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/super-addicted-to-glee-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5485841926249639766</id><published>2010-05-07T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:21:58.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36977703@N07/3418528361/in/faves-jend_og/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-QTSLFTLhI/AAAAAAAABN8/GaEdbI2w-9A/s400/tumblr_l19c0i9hUd1qzuhd2o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468517050468216338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to share this with everyone. qualities needed in a man YO! i mean, in the hand. LOL.&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/7018034-5485841926249639766?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5485841926249639766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5485841926249639766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/have-to-share-this-with-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-QTSLFTLhI/AAAAAAAABN8/GaEdbI2w-9A/s72-c/tumblr_l19c0i9hUd1qzuhd2o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2500881491584703770</id><published>2010-05-05T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:14:47.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Downey Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say men are like wine. the older the wine, the finer the taste. THAT'S HIM ALRIGHT! and yes, i love old charismatic men. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having watched IRON MAN 2, i fell in love with him ALL OVER AGAIN. like SERIOUSLY. Suave, maddeningly arrogant, funny, serious... I could go on for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those people who haven't watched the movie yet, GO CATCH IT! Scarlett Johansson's super cool and SEXY with all the ninja-like kung-fu moves. *ENVIOUS* IRON MAN 2 makes me wonder if there's an IRON MAN 3. I DON'T WANT IT TO END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technology in the movie seems to have no boundaries AT ALL. COOL like crazy please! OH OH OH! and in IRON MAN 2, the movie spoke of Tony Stark's father Howard Stark and about the hopes and love for Tony that he never told him only until Tony watched a video that was recorded by Howard just for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just searched and THERE IS AN IRON MAN 3!!! It's called THE AVENGERS and should be ready by 2012. don't know if we'll still be living to see it by then since everyone says doomsday's in that year. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some photos for me to drool over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW_94lfOI/AAAAAAAABNs/tYAjtbLcCEo/s1600/robert-downey-jr-1207-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW_94lfOI/AAAAAAAABNs/tYAjtbLcCEo/s400/robert-downey-jr-1207-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467817448292318434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of hair colour makes him look younger don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW_kHHi_I/AAAAAAAABNk/hdLAsRPLQCg/s1600/iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW_kHHi_I/AAAAAAAABNk/hdLAsRPLQCg/s400/iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467817441373948914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW-2HTK_I/AAAAAAAABNU/Qx29e-zv0gs/s1600/0,,6013659,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW-2HTK_I/AAAAAAAABNU/Qx29e-zv0gs/s400/0,,6013659,00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467817429026679794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these 2 pictures (above) were taken from IRON MAN 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GXAeUUPnI/AAAAAAAABN0/-kRUIZ_NKJM/s1600/robert_downey_jr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GXAeUUPnI/AAAAAAAABN0/-kRUIZ_NKJM/s400/robert_downey_jr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467817456998563442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those PUPPY EYES! awwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW_WfuMuI/AAAAAAAABNc/SteAQql-gJA/s1600/22210231-22210234-slarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 344px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW_WfuMuI/AAAAAAAABNc/SteAQql-gJA/s400/22210231-22210234-slarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467817437719048930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word - COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/7018034-2500881491584703770?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2500881491584703770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2500881491584703770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S-GW_94lfOI/AAAAAAAABNs/tYAjtbLcCEo/s72-c/robert-downey-jr-1207-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2359832431540726243</id><published>2010-05-01T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:36:06.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished watching 宫心计. I LOVE THE DRAMA but i felt that the ending although good made me have a lot of unanswered questions. Like how did XIAN YANG come to be there? and why did he not remember 三好? and how did he come to be at that place? what happened to LI YI? seriously. got the urge to write an email to TVB. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was saying i felt lost. IT'S BECAUSE OF THIS DRAMA LOR! suddenly don't know what to do because the show ended. Guess i'll have to turn back to my books. I REALLY LOVE 佘诗曼! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been the same. just that i've been doing OT (FOC) since my colleague was on mc. 2 days only if you're wondering. HAHA! changes and more changes coming up so i'll have to stay alert. oh well. if they think that their plans are right and workable, then we can only try our best. and if our best they still do not appreciate, i guess all i can say is that there's nothing we can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always felt that if one works hard, people will know and they will appreciate. there will surely be rewards if we work hard enough but to my disappointment, this does not seem to be the case. i remember someone once told me, "Please work smart. Work hard no use one. Must work smart. Work so hard for what? In the end still kena complain." So what should i do? Do i still work hard? Yes. I still believe that one day, if i work hard enough, someone will see. At the right time and place, i will be appreciated. So not only will i work hard, but smart as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly bring me back to the drama. there's this girl and her name is 三好. 做好事，纯好心，说好话. That's her motto in life. I really want to learn from her. Make these my motto in life as well. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-2359832431540726243?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2359832431540726243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2359832431540726243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-feel-so-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1043540152517628150</id><published>2010-04-28T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:38:36.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lynnster,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can see this, how are you? hope the boss and all the colleagues there are treating you well. I MISS YOU!!! take care and get in touch ok! love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-1043540152517628150?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1043540152517628150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1043540152517628150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/04/lynnster-if-you-can-see-this-how-are.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-338068927130907897</id><published>2010-04-18T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:36:04.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood's swinging like the viking ship at escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-338068927130907897?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/338068927130907897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/338068927130907897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/04/moods-swinging-like-viking-ship-at.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8052414953052587137</id><published>2010-04-15T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:51:17.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k-mood right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-8052414953052587137?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8052414953052587137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8052414953052587137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/04/k-mood-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-4675172058057697513</id><published>2010-04-11T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T03:05:09.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will you love me if i toned myself down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i just spoke softer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had lesser actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had an image (a good one) to uphold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i grew thinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't laugh so loudly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't make a fool out of myself?&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;but that's not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-4675172058057697513?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4675172058057697513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4675172058057697513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/04/will-you-love-me-if-i-toned-myself-down.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3762950599673828651</id><published>2010-04-08T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:10:41.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was just SO not my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic excuse for a thursday. sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3762950599673828651?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3762950599673828651'/><link rel='self' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-8657184194430057488?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8657184194430057488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8657184194430057488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-feel-miserable.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8223305847448517110</id><published>2010-03-30T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:37:46.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DyGNfbKkMVE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DyGNfbKkMVE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah:&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have walked away&lt;br /&gt;I would've stayed if you said&lt;br /&gt;We could've made everything OK&lt;br /&gt;But we just&lt;br /&gt;Threw the blame back and forth&lt;br /&gt;We treated love like a sport&lt;br /&gt;The final blow hit so low&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have prepared myself for this fall&lt;br /&gt;Shattered in pieces curled on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Super natural love conquers all&lt;br /&gt;'Member we used to touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning don't strike&lt;br /&gt;The same place twice&lt;br /&gt;When you and I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;True love's a gift&lt;br /&gt;We let it drift&lt;br /&gt;In a storm&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;I feel the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon babe can't our love be revived&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back and we gon' make it right&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the edge just tryin' to survive&lt;br /&gt;As the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-Yo:&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd be forever and always&lt;br /&gt;You were serenity&lt;br /&gt;You took away the bad days&lt;br /&gt;Didn't always treat you right&lt;br /&gt;But it was OK&lt;br /&gt;I do somethin' stupid&lt;br /&gt;And you still stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can only go for so long&lt;br /&gt;Doing the one you claim to love wrong&lt;br /&gt;Before too much is enough&lt;br /&gt;You look up&lt;br /&gt;Find your love gone&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so good together&lt;br /&gt;How come we could not weather&lt;br /&gt;This storm and just do better&lt;br /&gt;Why did we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause lightning don't strike&lt;br /&gt;The same place twice&lt;br /&gt;When you and I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;True love's a gift&lt;br /&gt;We let it drift&lt;br /&gt;In a storm&lt;br /&gt;Now every night&lt;br /&gt;I feel the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah &amp;amp; Ne-Yo:&lt;br /&gt;C'mon babe can't our love be revived&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back and we gon' make it right&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the edge just tryin' to survive&lt;br /&gt;As the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm missin' you&lt;br /&gt;Don't allow love to lose&lt;br /&gt;We gotta ride it through&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm missin' you&lt;br /&gt;Don't allow love to lose&lt;br /&gt;We gotta ride it through&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning don't strike&lt;br /&gt;The same place twice&lt;br /&gt;When you and I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;True love's a gift&lt;br /&gt;But we let it slip&lt;br /&gt;In a storm&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;I feel the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh babe, the angels cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-8223305847448517110?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8223305847448517110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8223305847448517110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/03/mariah-i-shouldnt-have-walked-away-i.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-173380398465486521</id><published>2010-03-27T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T11:07:32.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Colleague: Aren't you sad that your grandmother passed away?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *thinks* (I was sad when she left us but she didn't take my laughter away with her.) but says instead, "A good thing she left since she didn't have to suffer anymore."&lt;br /&gt;Colleague: *nods head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can grieve but how long does it take to "show" that you really care about someone?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you grieve for more than 10 years and still continue grieving, does that erase all the scoldings, naggings and unhappiness that you made the person who passed away feel for all the years that he/she was alive?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does grieving mean that there will never be a smile on your face ever again?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does it mean that your funny bone has been taken away from you and you can never appreciate a good joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Sometimes when you care deeply for someone, you will grieve for that person. Maybe for a long long time but that person has already left us and i know they will want us to go on with our lives. Be as brave as before or even braver for the coming days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say, If you want to cry, Cry. If you want to laugh, Laugh. If you want to shout, Shout. If you want to slap some bugger who got on your nerves, Find a pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait till you no longer have a chance and then start regretting because by then, it'll be too late. Live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-173380398465486521?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/173380398465486521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/173380398465486521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-laughs-colleague-arent-you-sad-that.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3675863247704444760</id><published>2010-03-03T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:50:50.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If taking her away means you can lessen her pain, then go ahead and do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3675863247704444760?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3675863247704444760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3675863247704444760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-if-taking-her-away-means-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2706328916305141346</id><published>2010-02-24T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:56:57.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>papa went to see ah ma today. when he came home i asked him, "hey pa, how's ah ma?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa looks at me and says, "i think you all better go visit ah ma at the hospital. don't wait anymore. the doctor says she might go anytime. she's very weak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa continues, "today i joked with her. ask her WA SI DI DIANG (WHO AM I in teochew)? she said in a low voice (her throat not in good condition cos of all the coughing, phlegm and so on), LEE MENG (my pa's name).Then she laid back exhausted. sad but there's nothing we can do. better go even though she cannot remember you all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i very sad lei. when i see my ah ma, she cannot remember me but i remember all the times we spent together when i was a kido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she would bring me out to places like the zoo, the market... i would hold her hand... talk to her. tell her that i love the texture of her skin because it was all wrinkly, smooth and soft. going to see her after work tomorrow at the hospital. hope that all will still be well even though i know that miracles only happen sometimes. don't want ah ma to suffer anymore anyway. i am just so torn between emotions. i think i've never told her i love her and i don't think i have the guts to tell her in person so i hope she can hear it in my heart. when i look at her, hope she can see it in my eyes. I LOVE YOU AH MA!!! take care please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-2706328916305141346?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2706328916305141346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2706328916305141346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/02/papa-went-to-see-ah-ma-today.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-4631607334060397578</id><published>2010-02-24T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:43:34.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i was ashamed of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was queing for the bus 293 like everyone else. the queue got longer and longer. in between the queue line, there was an entryway where passengers could go to their various lanes using this short-cut instead of walking all the way from the front. an indian lady was not in the queue but waiting to be, just at the side of the entryway. when i saw her, the first thing that leapt to my mind was that she was going to cut queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus arrived and all the passengers were walking forward. seeing that the indian woman wanted to walk in the queue, a chinese woman allowed her to walk in front of her. i thought to myself, "i knew it. why should the chinese woman let her cut the queue?! seriously." thinking to just forget the whole matter entirely, i continued to walk but surprisingly, the indian woman did not board the bus! instead, she waited for the rest of the passengers to go up first. i don't think i saw her on the bus though. guess there was too many people and she waited for the next bus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i shouldn't have jumped to the conclusion that she was cutting the queue even though my eyes saw it that way. sometimes, what we think we see might not be the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry indian lady! i misjudged your actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-4631607334060397578?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4631607334060397578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4631607334060397578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-i-was-ashamed-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5185369362010688843</id><published>2010-02-23T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:48:09.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_SR3BlsmH4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_SR3BlsmH4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5185369362010688843?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5185369362010688843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5185369362010688843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-teared.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3780629763921698342</id><published>2010-01-28T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:27:47.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xiu&lt;/span&gt; messaged me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked me why my previous posts were so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt;. actually, to me they read quite fine lei. so just in case anything, want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tell you the the previous post also nothing much. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some signs that showed me i have to protect myself and stay indifferent until i can really trust someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry about me. i'm a big girl. i'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3780629763921698342?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3780629763921698342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3780629763921698342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/01/xiu-messaged-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6054404828217648226</id><published>2010-01-28T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:24:17.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess my trust has been betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i tested the waters first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didn't hurt THAT much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it still hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6054404828217648226?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6054404828217648226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6054404828217648226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-guess-my-trust-has-been-betrayed.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5660845552836161598</id><published>2010-01-28T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:54:26.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S2BtH0ws74I/AAAAAAAABMY/BymnnDtedjU/s1600-h/the-tooth-fairy-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S2BtH0ws74I/AAAAAAAABMY/BymnnDtedjU/s400/the-tooth-fairy-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431461131798245250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TOOTH.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M THE&lt;br /&gt;TOOTH FAIRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously. IT WAS GOOD! I had a good laugh and i'm sure the two guys who laughed as loud enjoyed the show too! Hilarious and yet it has a whole lot of meaning to it. DREAM PEOPLE, DREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family, love and dreams! Don't you just love a show like that?!?! GO CATCH IT! NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5660845552836161598?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5660845552836161598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5660845552836161598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/S2BtH0ws74I/AAAAAAAABMY/BymnnDtedjU/s72-c/the-tooth-fairy-movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6924762642497656966</id><published>2010-01-26T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:31:06.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's really not what i want.&lt;br /&gt;but do i know what i want?&lt;br /&gt;is what i want what i need?&lt;br /&gt;do i really need it?&lt;br /&gt;if not then can i get what i want?&lt;br /&gt;so what do i want?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6924762642497656966?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6924762642497656966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6924762642497656966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-really-not-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8244964245905273242</id><published>2010-01-25T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:44:23.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm just so emotional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-8244964245905273242?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-972481909402282578?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/972481909402282578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/972481909402282578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever-happened-to-just-stepping-on.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2063316936123503802</id><published>2010-01-04T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:15:19.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's like i've come to that stage where everything bores me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-2063316936123503802?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2063316936123503802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2063316936123503802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-like-ive-come-to-that-stage-where.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5395879587891663750</id><published>2009-12-24T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:17:31.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SzODurMJ4eI/AAAAAAAABLw/cE2eFV6WuFA/s1600-h/white+aino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SzODurMJ4eI/AAAAAAAABLw/cE2eFV6WuFA/s400/white+aino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418819614547763682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SzODuOf9hLI/AAAAAAAABLo/55dhLoYflvY/s1600-h/aino-blackl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SzODuOf9hLI/AAAAAAAABLo/55dhLoYflvY/s400/aino-blackl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418819606846211250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am obsessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5395879587891663750?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5395879587891663750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5395879587891663750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-obsessed.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SzODurMJ4eI/AAAAAAAABLw/cE2eFV6WuFA/s72-c/white+aino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-7790773637123047680</id><published>2009-12-17T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:18:49.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Syo9Nmyh8dI/AAAAAAAABLY/nOcXWGAIs4w/s1600-h/princess-the-frog_teaser-poster_99089crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Syo9Nmyh8dI/AAAAAAAABLY/nOcXWGAIs4w/s400/princess-the-frog_teaser-poster_99089crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416208805826523602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little wishing...&lt;br /&gt;A lot of hard work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FAIRYTALES!&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/7018034-7790773637123047680?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-4010284606841895939</id><published>2009-12-07T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:07:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rdi4X9F8e-c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rdi4X9F8e-c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWW!!! Seriously SUPERB dance moves!!! LOVED IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-4010284606841895939?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4010284606841895939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4010284606841895939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/12/awwwww-seriously-superb-dance-moves.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6393637150349196287</id><published>2009-12-05T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:06:44.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6393637150349196287?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6393637150349196287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6393637150349196287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-428487016064174034</id><published>2009-12-03T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:22:44.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXFljpwKI/AAAAAAAABKk/Um21cxQpmbs/s1600-h/new-moon-book-cover_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXFljpwKI/AAAAAAAABKk/Um21cxQpmbs/s400/new-moon-book-cover_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411029968289906850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXGK6awbI/AAAAAAAABKs/zg1b7lmSRjA/s1600-h/new-moon-poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXGK6awbI/AAAAAAAABKs/zg1b7lmSRjA/s400/new-moon-poster1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411029978317504946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXE8zc4TI/AAAAAAAABKU/n27DROsAo_w/s1600-h/New.Moon.poster.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXE8zc4TI/AAAAAAAABKU/n27DROsAo_w/s400/New.Moon.poster.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411029957350318386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXFJeHe9I/AAAAAAAABKc/vwFNnQ7tSuo/s1600-h/new_moon_poster_shirtless_edward_cullen-450x648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXFJeHe9I/AAAAAAAABKc/vwFNnQ7tSuo/s400/new_moon_poster_shirtless_edward_cullen-450x648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411029960750496722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXGUo-EII/AAAAAAAABK0/gvZo88SJ6Ss/s1600-h/robert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXGUo-EII/AAAAAAAABK0/gvZo88SJ6Ss/s400/robert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411029980928675970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW MOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched it and i LOVED IT! Not gonna say much since it's EVERYWHERE! lol. GO CATCH IT!&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/7018034-428487016064174034?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/428487016064174034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/428487016064174034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon-i-watched-it-and-i-loved-it.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SxfXFljpwKI/AAAAAAAABKk/Um21cxQpmbs/s72-c/new-moon-book-cover_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2687909281048721999</id><published>2009-11-26T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:31:20.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE THE RAIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-2687909281048721999?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2687909281048721999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2687909281048721999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2298958748115919073</id><published>2009-11-15T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:51:47.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm scared to close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my over-reactive imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew from the beginning i shouldn't have watched the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-2298958748115919073?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2298958748115919073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2298958748115919073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-scared-to-close-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6112139182952138069</id><published>2009-10-31T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T16:37:56.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Suv2-YUvnJI/AAAAAAAABJ4/hCLNKg4hSZg/s1600-h/IMG_1672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Suv2-YUvnJI/AAAAAAAABJ4/hCLNKg4hSZg/s400/IMG_1672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398680129875451026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Suv2-7ysF_I/AAAAAAAABKA/G0W0F5kdL38/s1600-h/IMG_1677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Suv2-7ysF_I/AAAAAAAABKA/G0W0F5kdL38/s400/IMG_1677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398680139396290546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! i'm STRUDEL-ing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6112139182952138069?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6112139182952138069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6112139182952138069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-im-strudel-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Suv2-YUvnJI/AAAAAAAABJ4/hCLNKg4hSZg/s72-c/IMG_1672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1577489588946021125</id><published>2009-10-27T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:04:22.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you could hear me ROAR.&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;pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-1577489588946021125?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1577489588946021125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1577489588946021125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-could-hear-me-roar.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1226764753943902025</id><published>2009-10-24T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:55:41.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want it to rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-1226764753943902025?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1226764753943902025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1226764753943902025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-it-to-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-2572963248802971322</id><published>2009-10-01T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:33:23.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SERIOUSLY.</title><content type='html'>Scene: GV Cinema Theatre (Tampines)&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Gina . XY . Rachael . Ticket Collector . Movie watcher on Gina's Left . Movie watcher on XY's Right . Movie watcher behind Gina&lt;br /&gt;Movie tickets bought for: THE UGLY TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Gina buys nachos, popcorn, a cup of sprite and then walks back to XY and Rachael. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina: XY XY! Help me take the tickets from my wallet please. I have no more hand.&lt;br /&gt;XY: Ok Ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** XY takes out tickets from the wallet. We walk to the ticket collector and XY passes the tickets to him. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket Collector: Go up the escalator turn right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** The three uses the escalator and make our way up to the theatre **&lt;br /&gt;** XY walks in front, her hand holding the ticket butts. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Ay, what seat number ah?&lt;br /&gt;XY: L-12&lt;br /&gt;Gina: 12 to what?&lt;br /&gt;XY: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** XY walks in first. Followed by Rachael then Gina. **&lt;br /&gt;**Advertisements run and then there's the logo of the movie production and all those things that mean the movie has started. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael: Ay?&lt;br /&gt;Gina: This show is SHORTS lei.&lt;br /&gt;Rachael: We come in wrong place ah?&lt;br /&gt;Gina: No la. Cannot be XY bring us to wrong theatre bah. Maybe still advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;Rachael: Huh? Like not lei.&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Ok. Never mind. I ask my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Sorry ah. What show are you watching?&lt;br /&gt;Movie watcher on Gina's Left: THE UGLY TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Rachael, she say UGLY TRUTH lei.&lt;br /&gt;Rachael: Cannot be lei.&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Hmm... If XY bring us wrong theatre, she pay for the movie tickets ah. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Watches the show a little longer. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael: Now what time le? Cannot be so long lei the advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;Gina: XY, you ask the person beside you lei.&lt;br /&gt;XY: Don't want la. PAISEH. They little kids lei.&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Wahlau eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Gina turns to her back and asks. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Sorry. Excuse me. What show are you watching.&lt;br /&gt;Movie watcher behind Gina: SHORTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Gina stands up with her many number of things and walks out of the theatre with Rachael and XY following suit. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina: WAHLAU EH XY! Ticket put 5 you bring us to 6. Tickets you pay hor. BTH. Don't talk to me please. BTH. CANNOT STAND YOU LEI!&lt;br /&gt;XY: HAHAHA! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Rachael: Hahaha. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**3 of us walk in with our barang and sit down to catch the show.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yah, what a movie. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina: You ah. BTH!&lt;br /&gt;XY: Oh come on. How many people you know will do this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;Gina: YOU LOR! BTH. Please. Don't talk to me. Angry sia. Wasted 15 minutes of the beginning. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;XY: OH COME ON.&lt;br /&gt;Rahael: Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XY, this joke is gonna be one that will be remembered. FOREVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, we should have realised it when we saw kids around the theatre. THE UGLY TRUTH was M18 lei. SERIOUSLY. After the show then i realised. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it, the one beside us never did came over to watch THE UGLY TRUTH. Guess they got stuck watching SHORTS instead. **SHRUGS**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-2572963248802971322?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2572963248802971322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/2572963248802971322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/10/seriously.html' title='SERIOUSLY.'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3461019563730313322</id><published>2009-08-31T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T02:09:57.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY .PART TWO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxkqtYimI/AAAAAAAABHU/c8jmV4NOVR4/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxkqtYimI/AAAAAAAABHU/c8jmV4NOVR4/s400/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375804348718156386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what they gave me!!! LOVE LOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxlNlUxQI/AAAAAAAABHc/s72U2P-TqFM/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxlNlUxQI/AAAAAAAABHc/s72U2P-TqFM/s400/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375804358079595778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Spqxl0XioaI/AAAAAAAABHk/xVW64KlFEmw/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Spqxl0XioaI/AAAAAAAABHk/xVW64KlFEmw/s400/scan0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375804368490766754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Serling. HUAT AHHH!!! I think now Xiu will kill you since she'll be going to read this. LOL! Don't worry, I'll protect you. HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxmCgtHnI/AAAAAAAABHs/jcn6bapjilM/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxmCgtHnI/AAAAAAAABHs/jcn6bapjilM/s400/scan0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375804372287299186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxmiWsVCI/AAAAAAAABH0/Awjt02YDzgA/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxmiWsVCI/AAAAAAAABH0/Awjt02YDzgA/s400/scan0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375804380835238946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To 小粒 a.k.a. MOTHER. Quote: "So fast &amp;amp; we R all in the world of 22 alr..." PLEASE HOR!!! Don't put me in the same category as you PLEASE. lol. BUT! I agree with you. Simplicity is indeed a beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqyeVv-uuI/AAAAAAAABH8/qVWMFUB07Ys/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqyeVv-uuI/AAAAAAAABH8/qVWMFUB07Ys/s400/scan0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375805339524315874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Spqyeq2HArI/AAAAAAAABIE/xH0SreHGGLQ/s1600-h/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Spqyeq2HArI/AAAAAAAABIE/xH0SreHGGLQ/s400/scan0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375805345187168946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Kevin. Say me 美 is it? *shy* And thanks. I also hope my mum gets well soon. I am going to burn you all with my bright smile!!! HAHAHA! 一起加油!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqyfM66ciI/AAAAAAAABIM/mFSv8DdDa1M/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqyfM66ciI/AAAAAAAABIM/mFSv8DdDa1M/s400/scan0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375805354334122530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Spqyfs0fSkI/AAAAAAAABIU/3KFgpCizUas/s1600-h/scan0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Spqyfs0fSkI/AAAAAAAABIU/3KFgpCizUas/s400/scan0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375805362897111618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To AAAAAAAAAlvin. HELLO!?!?! I AM NOT INCREDIBLY DIRTY OK!!! lol. Maybe a bit only hor. HAHAHA!!! I think the only people i stun are you guys lor. SERIOUSLY. I tell you i very shy 了. Don't believe. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the love notes that they each gave me. AWWWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They also bought me a pair of LEE HWA JEWELERY earrings. Wore them straight away. THANKS DARLINGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late. AGAIN. HAHA! As what mR(A) says, "BIRTHDAY BIG AH???!!!" LOL. Supposed to meet them at Cityhall MRT station so because I was late and they had to be there since they reserved the place and all, I was to go to C.H.I.J.M.E.S. myself. Cannot stand myself. So SMART. LOL! I know how to go lor. SERIOUSLY. So the dinner place was called CARNIVORE. Anyone heard of it? Well, as the name portrays, LOADS OF MEAT. There's also a salad bar and the music that they play should be spanish. Felt like dancing to some of the tunes. HAHA! There was one song I was telling them made my heart beat fast cos it sounded as though something was gonna happen. Like the pace increasing until very fast. Wanna know more about the place, click &lt;a href="http://www.carnivore.com.sg/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin arrived some time after we started eating. He came even though he was sick. AWWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant have soem rules that I find interesting. There's this small round card that has a green and a red side. If we want food, we face the green side upwards so the knife-welding passadors (meat waiters)                 will serve us the meat and so on. If we put the red side, they will see it and not serve us any. COOL HUH?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our food, I was told to go to the toilet. EVEN THOUGH I WAS NOT URGENT. HOW OBVIOUS WAS THAT?!?! seriously. So being such a NICE person, I stepped outside and went to the toilet. When i was walking back, I saw Xiu's face and it told me to *GO AWAY, WE'RE NOT DONE.* So I walked back and forth back and forth outside like some kind of crazy person. THANKS AH! FINALLY, I was told that I could go back in. They had the whole CARNIVORE crew sing me a birthday song in SPANISH? WOW! Amazing. Thoughout my 22 years, this was the first time i heard the birthday song in a language other than English, Chinese, Malay, Tamil (I think I heard it before) and Cantonese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After CARNIVORE, we went to this place called roof but the r was somewhat inverted. HAHA! Again, the name says it all. A place whereby people chill on top where the roof is. Quite nice though there's this building not yet built up properly beside it and the air-con a bit warm. HAHA! Other than that was ok. Played games and talked but mostly played games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my night. Had lots of fun but all good things must come to an end right? We all had to go home and so we walked towards the MRT while Ser walked towards her bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH AGAIN!!! Still waiting for Xiu's photos though. LOL! I BLOG FINISH ALREADY LEI!!! slow... See how la. Maybe I lazy to put in more photos. HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL LOTS!!&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3461019563730313322?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3461019563730313322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3461019563730313322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-part-two.html' title='BIRTHDAY .PART TWO.'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SpqxkqtYimI/AAAAAAAABHU/c8jmV4NOVR4/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-990832171280546717</id><published>2009-08-15T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:26:43.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, I'VE GOT A TUMBLR ACCOUNT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://themasquerade.tumblr.com"&gt;http://themasquerade.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of ignoring blogger. hmm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-990832171280546717?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/990832171280546717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/990832171280546717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-7056475727416576211</id><published>2009-08-11T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:51:00.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just staring at my leg hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered what it would be like if your eyes lashes were growing as fast and as long as your leg hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like WHOA! reminds me of the sesame's street's snuffleupagus (left of picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SoFobf2gZBI/AAAAAAAABHM/IGMQnrXdAmI/s1600-h/Leela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SoFobf2gZBI/AAAAAAAABHM/IGMQnrXdAmI/s400/Leela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368687052418212882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;must be thinking... WAH! Gina's leg hair so long ah?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! no la. not so 夸张 please. just that recently got scratches cum bruises on my leg so cannot remove the hair. HAHAHA! please don't come and 注意 my leg thanks. i will shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought books AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!! I think about 5 books for $64? around there la. think going to kena scolded from xy liao lor. HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-7056475727416576211?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7056475727416576211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7056475727416576211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-just-staring-at-my-leg-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SoFobf2gZBI/AAAAAAAABHM/IGMQnrXdAmI/s72-c/Leela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8338436270621551127</id><published>2009-08-02T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:18:06.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;某&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;女&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;校&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;鬧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;鬼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;被&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;小&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;紅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;遇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;鬼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;說&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;學&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;看&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;沒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;腳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;沒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;腳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;小&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;紅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;那&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;什&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;麼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;學&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;姐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;看&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;沒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;胸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;部&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;沒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;胸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;部&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="en-gb" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &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/7018034-8338436270621551127?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8338436270621551127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8338436270621551127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/08/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-3736491949070712075</id><published>2009-08-01T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:47:45.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love celine dion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-3736491949070712075?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3736491949070712075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/3736491949070712075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-celine-dion.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-7217591278171200123</id><published>2009-07-26T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:47:09.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my knee hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-7217591278171200123?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7217591278171200123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/7217591278171200123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-knee-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6101071647387151546</id><published>2009-07-12T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:16:11.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was on the way home on bus 293 and i over heard a conversation between a mother and daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother: do you want dining or attraction?&lt;br /&gt;daughter: huh? what do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;mother: i got some vouchers so what do you want? dining or attraction?&lt;br /&gt;daughter: attraction lor.&lt;br /&gt;mother: huh? attraction? but we where got time to go? take dining la.&lt;br /&gt;daughter: hmm.&lt;br /&gt;mother: ok. so dining la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE BLOODY HELL'S WRONG WITH THAT MOTHER?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you've already made a decision on something, DO NOT BOTHER TO ASK FOR ANOTHER PERSON'S OPINION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously lor. BTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6101071647387151546?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6101071647387151546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6101071647387151546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/07/was-on-way-home-on-bus-293-and-i-over.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6982236537678978841</id><published>2009-06-17T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:56:18.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOOoooo...</title><content type='html'>TRY THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Type the first 4 digits of your handphone number into your calculator&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Multiply it by 80&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Multiply by 250&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now add the last 4 digits of your handphone number&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add the last 4 digits again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;- 250&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Divide by 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU GET YOUR HANDPHONE NUMBER?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. a bit cool ah. lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6982236537678978841?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6982236537678978841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6982236537678978841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/06/oooooooo.html' title='OOOOoooo...'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8463539100596419511</id><published>2009-06-10T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:31:40.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTE pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_BCbHTpNI/AAAAAAAABHE/2Uix27zgQ9s/s1600-h/the+wannabe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_BCbHTpNI/AAAAAAAABHE/2Uix27zgQ9s/s400/the+wannabe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345703530094372050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_AvINEycI/AAAAAAAABG8/vYOVHtyPpnE/s1600-h/swan+alert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_AvINEycI/AAAAAAAABG8/vYOVHtyPpnE/s400/swan+alert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345703198600776130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_AunQVrJI/AAAAAAAABGs/rCOpfuwXm-M/s1600-h/smart+lambs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_AunQVrJI/AAAAAAAABGs/rCOpfuwXm-M/s400/smart+lambs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345703189756095634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_Au79v1SI/AAAAAAAABG0/BGNYKlJNzVA/s1600-h/spare+the+rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_Au79v1SI/AAAAAAAABG0/BGNYKlJNzVA/s400/spare+the+rice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345703195315262754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_AuhER0ZI/AAAAAAAABGk/1IOBCWlzQ2c/s1600-h/fishy+business.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_AuhER0ZI/AAAAAAAABGk/1IOBCWlzQ2c/s400/fishy+business.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345703188094898578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_AudPfo1I/AAAAAAAABGc/ePvzq7AHskk/s1600-h/dog+bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_AudPfo1I/AAAAAAAABGc/ePvzq7AHskk/s400/dog+bone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345703187068199762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-8463539100596419511?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8463539100596419511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8463539100596419511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/06/pretend.html' title='CUTE pictures!'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/Si_BCbHTpNI/AAAAAAAABHE/2Uix27zgQ9s/s72-c/the+wannabe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-6789807787995610149</id><published>2009-06-04T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:56:40.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hope all the people who are sick get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-6789807787995610149?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6789807787995610149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/6789807787995610149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/06/hope-all-people-who-are-sick-get-well.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8510638488477872388</id><published>2009-05-30T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:56:40.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 2: BATTLE OF THE SMITHSONIAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SiCuM-wFdSI/AAAAAAAABF8/FUFNanxsZCQ/s1600-h/trailer-night-at-the-museum-2-battle-smithsonian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SiCuM-wFdSI/AAAAAAAABF8/FUFNanxsZCQ/s320/trailer-night-at-the-museum-2-battle-smithsonian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341460696087754018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING STUFF MAN!!! i was like laughing SO LOUDLY!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go catch it!! if you've watched Get Smart, well, this is funnier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5POPCORN!&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/7018034-8510638488477872388?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8510638488477872388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8510638488477872388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/05/night-at-museum-2-battle-of-smithsonian.html' title='NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 2: BATTLE OF THE SMITHSONIAN'/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SiCuM-wFdSI/AAAAAAAABF8/FUFNanxsZCQ/s72-c/trailer-night-at-the-museum-2-battle-smithsonian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-8610193522638809292</id><published>2009-05-23T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:21:31.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some guy just rode past the neighbourhood with "IT'S MY LIFE" by BON  JOVI booming from his stereo. FROM HIS BICYCLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-8610193522638809292?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8610193522638809292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/8610193522638809292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-guy-just-rode-past-neighbourhood.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1086980536513259911</id><published>2009-05-17T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:12:59.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a day of fun. a day so hot. and wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was still something short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short of ah bao. we miss you!&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;xy wanted to take photo but NOBODY CARED!!! lol. HAHAHA!!! seriously bth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy day cos i got my f21 stash! woo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-1086980536513259911?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1086980536513259911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1086980536513259911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/05/escape.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5317665920878454050</id><published>2009-05-09T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:54:25.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love the weather today!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5317665920878454050?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5317665920878454050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5317665920878454050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-weather-today.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-5294894112119464627</id><published>2009-04-29T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:34:24.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because next time when you WANT to come home early&lt;br /&gt;maybe just to sit around and see the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;you might not have the chance to do so ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-5294894112119464627?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5294894112119464627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/5294894112119464627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/04/cherish.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-4748397611248755230</id><published>2009-04-28T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:18:14.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPGhcL0dI/AAAAAAAABFU/UHudurTA68s/s1600-h/17again_resized_W406_H600_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPGhcL0dI/AAAAAAAABFU/UHudurTA68s/s320/17again_resized_W406_H600_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329745288746488274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPHGsSLJI/AAAAAAAABF0/I-1_nGxraPA/s1600-h/2340406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPHGsSLJI/AAAAAAAABF0/I-1_nGxraPA/s320/2340406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329745298746125458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPG-2DIqI/AAAAAAAABFk/8_znKfTZREQ/s1600-h/17-again-piic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPG-2DIqI/AAAAAAAABFk/8_znKfTZREQ/s320/17-again-piic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329745296639599266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPGr-ZrSI/AAAAAAAABFc/SZ3G6XyKQME/s1600-h/17-Again-movie-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPGr-ZrSI/AAAAAAAABFc/SZ3G6XyKQME/s320/17-Again-movie-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329745291574357282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPG7Q_sdI/AAAAAAAABFs/hrQarKJ9U58/s1600-h/2009_17_again_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPG7Q_sdI/AAAAAAAABFs/hrQarKJ9U58/s320/2009_17_again_011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329745295678878162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HANDSOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch this FABULOUS show with Rachael after work a few days ago. MOUTH-WATERED throughout the show. HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show's really meaningful and of course not forgetting the HOTNESS of the lead actor. *PHEW*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you watched the show already?&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/7018034-4748397611248755230?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4748397611248755230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/4748397611248755230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/04/17-again.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SfcPGhcL0dI/AAAAAAAABFU/UHudurTA68s/s72-c/17again_resized_W406_H600_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018034.post-1440765997129300888</id><published>2009-04-16T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:04:17.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i feel like laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i will start giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i would be stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes all i need is just a shoulder to cry on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7018034-1440765997129300888?l=pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1440765997129300888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7018034/posts/default/1440765997129300888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pr1nc3zz.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-i-feel-like-laughing.html' title=''/><author><name>G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12327982079947311245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IrIXiKTa_g/SXwWWVN4vvI/AAAAAAAABEA/DvkgRFhbQtM/S220/IMG_0409.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
