<?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-22718642</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:13:52.088+09:30</updated><title type='text'>blink it ON</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116768927193880120</id><published>2006-12-31T09:30:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:56:44.186+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Kel's leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Slowly, slowly... ... I see my Uni mates scattering across different states. Though, I am so used to see people come and go. But, it still gets to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I am not too sure if it was because I am going home. So, all the emo-ing begins or if it was for... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel is relocating to Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t organize any going-away-party because all my uni mates would be appearing on Kel’s party anyway, and the rest have already made arrangements with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is, the more you see people, the harder it is for you to leave. So, I prefer to exit quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/kelnme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a barbee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;with lashings of ketchup&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tons of drinks&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;loud music&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all good fun&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bittersweet memories, it was.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116768927193880120?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116768927193880120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116768927193880120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116768927193880120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116768927193880120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/12/kels-leaving.html' title='Kel&apos;s leaving'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116768790813807841</id><published>2006-12-30T20:00:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:27:56.043+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Whirl.Squirl.Curl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Life has been spinning round and round like a record.&lt;br /&gt;I am stuck in this whirlwind that has tossed into some land called &lt;strong&gt;BUZY-buzzy-land!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I NEED TO RECHARGE MY BATTERIES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apologies for my almost dead blog. My schedule has been packed like sardines! Parties, Spring Cleaning, Home Coming Packing, Holiday planning, Going-away-gatherings, work (as usual), etcetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some key dates that you might be interested: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving SA to Sdyney on &lt;strong&gt;6 Jan&lt;/strong&gt; (peeps in sdyney, buzz me!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home for Mummy's Birthday on &lt;strong&gt;11 Jan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathering on 12 Jan before Dan goes away - TBA&lt;br /&gt;Seow Ying's wedding on 13 Jan!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE RED BOMB&lt;/span&gt; immediately on my return&lt;br /&gt;Watching a play on 14 Jan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry folks, that explains why I can't catch up with you on the week that I return. But, I'll certainly get to you. If you don't hear from me, &lt;strong&gt;please email me!!! -&lt;/strong&gt; I might not have your most up-to-date contact, you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geezzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jap Buffet with my girlies on 20 Jan: Ah ma, Mich and Dawn!!!&lt;/span&gt; My weekends are almost booked out for Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;certainly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIPPER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has to be!&lt;br /&gt;All the happy events, Mum's birthday, wedding immediately on my return = triple bliss!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116768790813807841?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116768790813807841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116768790813807841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116768790813807841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116768790813807841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/12/whirlsquirlcurl.html' title='Whirl.Squirl.Curl'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116299185595394180</id><published>2006-12-29T23:10:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:18:05.060+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Happiness keeps you SWEET</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bd0500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;For it was yesterday that brings today. My Retro birthday bash '05, was a blast! I had the whole bar to myself! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finger food&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Great tunes.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinkering wine glasses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Slamming beer mugs.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shots are also the rigeur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fabulous people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheery laughter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"With each day passing, I didn't lose hope. I fought to have more"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;- One Hundred Secret Senses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Someone told me, &lt;strong&gt;"you will care less as you grow older".&lt;/strong&gt; Well, maybe. Maybe not. But I felt it becoming more apparent lately. I kinda lost my creativity to celebrate my birthday - or I should say, I can't be bothered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Turning a year older, hopefully wiser hur! As it was kinda roller coaster ride for me, I felt as though I have gone through so much for this year (+ 1 years old).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots of emotional flunctuations&lt;/strong&gt; - extreme happiness when I was lifted to the peak.... then, gravity sucks me down forcefully and I fell all the way, right to the bottom and the cycle repeats itself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guessed going through all these makes me a HUMAN? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bd05005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Looking at the transition..... gosh, I am really getting older. *shake head* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;No big plans. Nothing huge on my birthday. I just wanted something very simple, so I had a series of lunch dates at work (throughout the week), followed by a small celebration with my dearlies on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bd06004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;THROW CONFETTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Toast to all the seasons in my life!&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bd06002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my pressies (apart from the 3 dresses that I rewarded myself for my promotion) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bd06001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I had a great weekend!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Big SHOUTOUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOVELIEST PEOPLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who sent me wishes via emails, msn, sms, on my tagboard and... heartfelt calls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU, PEEPS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG LOVE YA ALL!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Your messages make me feel so remembered and loved. Although we are oceans apart, but your messages brought me so close to you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Those is SA, thank you for spending the day with me. &lt;strong&gt;Paige, Stefi and June&lt;/strong&gt;.... MMUUUAACCCKSS!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Heartfelt memories of 29/10/06. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;XXOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116299185595394180?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116299185595394180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116299185595394180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116299185595394180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116299185595394180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/12/happiness-keeps-you-sweet.html' title='Happiness keeps you SWEET'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116583711753303926</id><published>2006-12-28T23:28:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:18:46.803+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Bonding session in Brisy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Absense makes the heart grows fonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HEART BRISBANE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind to go there over and over again! Last year I have been to Gold Coast &amp;amp; Surfers Paradise. This year... my plan is to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; comb brisy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I travelled alone (again).&lt;br /&gt;But, I guessed it didn't matter because I trust that I will be well received!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this trip was more like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bonding session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me and my secondary school mates! Isn't it amazing that we used to wear the same school uniform, see each other in our cuckoo hairdo, mock at each other when we get punished, but now... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we are all &lt;strong&gt;doing our own thing? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That is the importance of catching up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/brisy4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I arrived in Brisbane at 11-ish. Curry was my late night supper. The next day meant rising (relatively) bright and early at&lt;strong&gt; 1pm&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLY CRAP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All because of the late night chats, and that actually continued for the next 2 days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh man, my Body clock was totally screwed!!! - anyway, who cares about dark eye bags when you have got great companion!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;DAY 1 was more like zombie-ing around. Waited for them to finish class. Loitered around the city like an illegal gathering of school kids. Starbucks coffee. But hey! It was pretty fun to do things that you used to do when you were little! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While I was enjoying the companion of my good ol' friends, I made new friends too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Introducing... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/brisy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 was a bit more normal... but still, I was the only one found sleeping in the hostel when all the kids have gone to uni!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When they are back! We were off to comb the city!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/brisy5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We mainly talked, chitchatted and updated each other with what we have been up to since we have left school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also showed me around the campus of UQ and it was so huge that they even have a boat station within the Uni! Seriously, if I were to study in Brisy, I would NEVER graduate in sucha funfilled environment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of all the casinos that I have been to... I like this best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/brisy3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apart from sightseeing, we did lotsa shopping too! Despite of that we are still heading to gold coast to shop on the next day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SHOPED SO MUCH TILL MY SHOE GAVE WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/brisy6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name calling. Soul food. SHOPPING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OLD SCHOOL mates ROX!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Though, it was a short and last minute getaway but every bit of it was filled with laughter and amusement! Therefore, the parting bit is always the toughest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/brisy7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Not waking up 5am in the morning to get to the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Big love to you guys for having me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for showing me around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;luv.luv.luv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116583711753303926?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116583711753303926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116583711753303926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116583711753303926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116583711753303926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/12/bonding-session-in-brisy.html' title='Bonding session in Brisy!'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116226223135566409</id><published>2006-10-28T12:45:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:07:11.433+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Your Timely Reminder</title><content type='html'>Blogger hates me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to post this up for ages and it says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"error".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAT THE??!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  nothing can upset me now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All bad things have come to an end and you know... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I have been promoted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*~*!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Only 9 months in the Graduate Role &amp; I am done!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an OCTOBER BABY, loves the sun and guessed what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sumtm0607.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Correction:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We are only OBSERVING SUMMER TIME.  We are still in Spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, as of 29 october, I am &lt;strong&gt;2.5Hours&lt;/strong&gt; ahead of SG Time!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Which means, my birthday marks the start date for Daylight Savings/Summer Time! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(For those of you who aren't familiar with Daylight Savings, it refers to turning our clocks forward for an hour, to promote the longer use of daylight in certain months of the year)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BoohooOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; LOSE ONE HOUR to sleep(!!!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have got the SUN back!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WooHOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Good/Bad? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You DECIDE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116226223135566409?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116226223135566409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116226223135566409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116226223135566409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116226223135566409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/10/your-timely-reminder.html' title='Your Timely Reminder'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116160796879200653</id><published>2006-10-26T21:29:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:53:59.906+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Random, but relevant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Noticed that my enteries are fairly sparse these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eeyyerr... I have got so much to update but I don't know where to start. So, let's do the team meeting's way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. House keeping&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Revamping my blog in progress, please excuse the ugly alignment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nah... can't update that way.&lt;/strong&gt; If I do that, I'll lose the very &lt;em&gt;personal-blinkiton-touch&lt;/em&gt;. Have to stick to the plan!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nonsense,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;incoherant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; random&lt;/u&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;how i blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alritey! &lt;u&gt;Let's restart!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The globe has been spinning round and round, days are passing by and it's almost the end of the month again! Everything is simply happening too fast for me!!! Before I get the time to sit down, sip tea and allow my thoughts to channel through... ... there you are... IT'S OCTOBER (now it is almost the end)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truckload of photos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tons of words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my head and&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;eager fingers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to hit the keyboard. You bet, there will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lotsa visual and verbal diarrhoea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from now on (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but first, I need to fix up my new blogskin).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mate, October is certainly my favourite time of the year. So far, so GOOD!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 days to my birthday!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUMMER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TIME, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BABY!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime ago I took up Golf tution and mastered the basics of the swinging action! No progress after the series of tution because winter was just too cold to do anything and spring has got too much wind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/swinginact.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's my first lesson!! I was struggling so hard to get my posture right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can't wait for the sun to rise and wind to go!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/btsp000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;because this is my birth month&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;because the sun is coming out&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;because I gonna re-stocked my wardrobe for the season&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;because I need to get pre-birthday pressies for myself&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so I am &lt;u&gt;changing my wardrobe!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I even bought &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paded clothes hanger!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116160796879200653?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116160796879200653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116160796879200653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116160796879200653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116160796879200653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-but-relevant.html' title='Random, but relevant'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116056877480392794</id><published>2006-10-20T20:17:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:23:26.743+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Walking on Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sing-&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;-voice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Its a new dawn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its a new day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's a new life and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am feeling good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone has had a few months of VCD/DVD/TV weather and the cold has probably kept them inside for too long ... ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SPRING &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAS&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;SPRUNG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ITS SPRING TIME!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The sun pops up on the horizon. It comes to us like a warm fuzzy glow in the middle of a desolate and sometimes boring in-between-season! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Although, it was suppose to be spring but we still get freaking chilly days, especially at nite. I suppose it is still within the transition period into Spring.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Therefore, I am really hype up about the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH GLORIOUS SUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since we had been blessed with such a gorgeous weather, it is then our honourable duty to &lt;strong&gt;make FULL USE OF IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As such, we happily ditched our coats and spent a day at the Botanic Park!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm... Maybe the heat made everyone a little more excited than usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want Stefi's tee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*ROAR!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Not long later, the sun was burning our skin and we are turning red. So, Stefi's family taught me to be sun smart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a blissful day!&lt;/strong&gt; We watched the ducks swimming at the pond (was it ducks/swans? - memory shortfall HAHA), sing songs as we stroll along, looked at flowers, looked at trees, watched a dragonfly flew past, took pictures, enjoy the breeze, laughed out loud, ate ice-cream.... etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Kenny and Yvonne (Paige's friend), who are both in Darwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That winter, I held onto you so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;But you said you have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it makes me feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited (and is still waiting)... ..&lt;br /&gt;Till all the flowers withered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Spring, they can't blossom again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... because you are not here with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh man! That was so out of point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So random!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let's talk about all the gorgeous flowers instead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Purple roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So romantic!!!! I have never seen such a full blown (or I should say really huge) rose!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bigger than my palm!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Not only are the roses beautiful, their names were very unique too. Here's a few to show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mama's favourite flower, &lt;strong&gt;Birds of Paradise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apparently, she told me that was &lt;strong&gt;her NO. 1 when I was 10&lt;/strong&gt; and I went... HUR(??!!) ... It appears to be an ugly flower which I can never appreciate then, but now, I think it is elegant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's my favourite Photo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The flowers are so pretty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I heart my tee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I heart my tulip shorts.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The sky was cloud-less!! See... see... see... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/botpar000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116056877480392794?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116056877480392794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116056877480392794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116056877480392794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116056877480392794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/10/walking-on-sunshine.html' title='Walking on Sunshine'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116075257576300346</id><published>2006-10-14T00:34:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:35:14.780+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Under 1 Roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Righty-ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last year, this time... ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/adbd05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;... was a blast! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adrian opted for a more OZ laid back style - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBQ&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;at his place!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know, your friend here is a &lt;strong&gt;strictly no beef and lamb person&lt;/strong&gt; so I am only left with chicken wings, fish balls and marshmallows!!! Luckily, the Thai-style fried rice was good and I had 3 plates full! OOPppss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(If not, I would probably ransack his cupboard for instant noodles! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;gulp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/adbd0600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;However, the main emphasis of this post is not Adrian's birthday... but his place. It just occured to me that I have to show you how special his place is!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Many of you reckon that &lt;strong&gt;living with your mates is cool,&lt;/strong&gt; but... ... honestly, &lt;strong&gt;IT IS NOT ALWAYS THE CASE!&lt;/strong&gt; All of us are brought up differently and therefore, we have different living habits - not forgetting to mention personality. While it is hard to avoid friction in your family, imagine what is going to happen when you live with your friends or worse, strangers! I have a very good example of a very tidy person VS a group of less tidy people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*WAVES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;SUE-ANN &amp;amp; WENDY YOU &lt;u&gt;MUST &lt;/u&gt;READ THIS!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since the two of you have left, there has been a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAJOR REVAMP&lt;/span&gt; ON HOUSE RULES!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Both of you should really see it. &lt;strong&gt;For my friends who have tough house mates, read on!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If they think cleaning fairies exists...&lt;/strong&gt; you should have this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/adbd0601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If they do not make use of shoe racks and have one million pairs of shoes each....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hse002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, you want some proof that it works... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hse001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shocking results, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a dripping tap and yes... we all know.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;shouting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WATER CARE IS IN YOUR HANDS, matie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hse000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With clear directions and illustrations, your instructions are now their command! No more excuses! On one hand, I would say Well done, Adrian! On the other hand... my heart goes out to his housemates... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116075257576300346?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116075257576300346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116075257576300346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116075257576300346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116075257576300346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/10/under-1-roof.html' title='Under 1 Roof'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116048731363279982</id><published>2006-10-08T22:27:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:10:42.216+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Tots on a still Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does the title of this post rings a bell?&lt;/strong&gt; Yea... ... it came from one of Li Bai's poems - a very famous one too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss home &lt;/strong&gt;and I haven't celebrated Mooncake Festival for ages. This year, Stefi invited me over for dinner to spend this special day with the &lt;u&gt;most happening family here!!!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So happening that our laughter and voices could almost tear down the house!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mnckft007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Look at what Stefi's mum has prepared for us!!! She has got it all under control and she even got lanterns for our post-dinner activity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mnckft001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TWO THUMBS UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bloated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after dinner because food was excellant!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Night falls pretty soon after dinner and we began &lt;strong&gt;PART 2&lt;/strong&gt; of our Mooncake Festival Celebration!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We were playing like a bunch of kids, lighting up lanterns in the garden and Paige don't mean to scare us. She just wanted to parade around with her lantern. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mnckft000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But carrying red lanterns at night is indeed VERY SCARY!!!! I am glad that not long after, the moonlight lit up the spooky cloak of darkness! So does our lanterns!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mnckft003-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definitely soaking ourselves up in the uber fun atmosphere!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mnckft005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Singing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The More We Get together, together, together. The more we get together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THE MERRIER WE"LL BE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;However, I feel bad for those of you who are affected by haze. If that has deprived you from enjoying the moonlight, you can enjoy it here (see below). HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WAVES TO SU-ANN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mnckft002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Alritey! As most of us were shivering in cold... we decided to snap a few shots, hurry into the house and proceed with &lt;strong&gt;PART 3!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mnckft004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Paige, so I get to taste a few types of MOONCAKE!!! MMMmmm.... I love the ones with YAM fillings (!!) and the ones with yolks too!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mnckft006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next, we went to Adrian's place to help him prepare for his BBQ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HOW EXCITING"&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know, if there is a shortage of food supplies, I reckon his house is the best place to run to! He has stocked his place with so much food!!! He even has a full collection of all the different kind of flour in the market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hse003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmmm... Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;Get together &amp;amp; Have Dinner - &lt;strong&gt;checked &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Lantern - &lt;strong&gt;checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eat Mooncake - &lt;strong&gt;checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Drink Tea - &lt;strong&gt;checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Recite poems - &lt;strong&gt;checked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;jaw dropped)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Enjoy the Full Moon - &lt;strong&gt;checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What else have we missed out?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YES! We have yet to plunge ourselves into an array of beautiful SPRING flowers!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116048731363279982?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116048731363279982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116048731363279982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116048731363279982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116048731363279982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/10/tots-on-still-night.html' title='Tots on a still Night'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-116048092728571997</id><published>2006-10-03T20:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:37:44.606+09:30</updated><title type='text'>my S.E.P.T.E.M.B.E.R</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEY PE&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff9900;"&gt;l &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*** Broadcast: Happy Birthday to Michelle!!!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apologies for the dry spell, folks! Here's my September's cum early Oct's update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shake head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;l have been leading such a&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;hectic schedule&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;staring at the monitor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;hunching over a keyboard&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for many hours &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;till the sun sets&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;stomach complains&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;go home in darkness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;sleeping &lt;em&gt;later-and-later... ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 days in the office and the other 2 spent in Uni - that is the main reason for all the &lt;em&gt;I-rather-kill-myself-shit&lt;/em&gt;, than &lt;em&gt;being-put-to-hell&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it ain't all that bad here, because my colleague buys me Freddo Chocolate at 3pm. (Who else, but T!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/choc000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This has been my latest perk in getting in to work - friend gives you choco to congratulate you on surviving half of your &lt;em&gt;ultrafabulouslybusy&lt;/em&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/u3d000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope to fast forward the boring bits of my lecture - so I can go home to zzZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second bit of work is like: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I stare at the ceiling.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The ceiling returned my stare&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I sunk my head into the thick handouts&lt;/span&gt; and the&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;financial reports are still, unsinkable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bugger it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate financial reporting. The lecturer talk sense, but the numbers don't talk like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All work, no play? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nah, that just isn't me. Of course I make time to make myself feel good and because I have been such a good girl, I deserve some pampering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally had my moment in &lt;strong&gt;Endota Spa on Rundle Street!&lt;/strong&gt; A full body massage (that includes foot massage), clay wrap to the body and a facial. Leaving me with skin that glows from head to toe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ensp000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Super delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for busy September! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me also show you the &lt;strong&gt;WONDERS of Purchasing Power...&lt;/strong&gt; or I should say, my early birthday treats! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/spdam01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I am doing so much damage to my pocket. But, what can you do when Spring/Summer requires a different type of Skincare? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's right, buy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;New season, new trend. What to do? - Buy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am hopeless, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lastly, &lt;strong&gt;let's bid farewell to winter&lt;/strong&gt; too!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/winovr000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE SPRING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SCREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-116048092728571997?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/116048092728571997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=116048092728571997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116048092728571997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/116048092728571997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-september.html' title='my S.E.P.T.E.M.B.E.R'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115803526309679494</id><published>2006-09-02T13:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-30T02:07:46.196+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Showtime 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Paige's Birthday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(edited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This morning's golf class was good. I made a tremendous improvement!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;pat on back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  So, I deserve a big breakfast at IKEA (because it is located near the driving range)!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ikfd0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That is shocking for my size, isnt it?&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;shake head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Sometimes, I am so amazed at the amount of food that I am able to consume... .... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;However, the main topic for today is the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROYAL SHOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; that I never fail to attend every year! Last year my sis came over and it was a blast!!! We had so much fun watching pigs diving, pigs racing, show bags, all the games store.. etc.. this year was just as good! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But.... as usual....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ras0600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and it is justifiable when you get in and realised how crowded it is!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ras0604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Everywhere we go was flooded with people, people and MORE PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole town has come alive!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ras0602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All the HAPPY PEOPLE!!! All out to play!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ROAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ras0601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So we run around... take some rides... take some photos...have some snacks... then look at SHOWBAGS!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ras0603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We chose the latter.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ras0605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Everyone gets to do it!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ras0606.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(excuse me...where's my guitar?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Courtesy to Paige, because she got the Elvis mask and special thanks to all the spontaneous e.l.v.i.s that make this possible!!! Need something more of a thrill? Take this... ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ras0607.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(apart from the ferris wheel, of course)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Royal Show was not all.  Paige bought us a scrumptious dinner and that concludes Part 1 of her birthday celebration. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day. We had a blast at K-BOX!!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at who's in da house!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pbd0602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The crazy lot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pbd0601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's how we enjoy while it last! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115803526309679494?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115803526309679494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115803526309679494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115803526309679494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115803526309679494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/09/showtime-06.html' title='Showtime 06'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115751821299886414</id><published>2006-09-01T22:05:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-09T04:31:02.663+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Better &amp; Stronger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been doing a little more thinking than usual lately. &lt;strong&gt;So, exactly how long more do I want to stay in this slump? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/2315/1600/okontheside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/2315/400/okontheside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Abracadabraaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; Suddenly I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enlightened&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If disappointments and heartaches are like road humps... then, it has been slowing me down for far too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey of self-discovery can be painfully depressing, but sometimes wonderful. Especially when you start to see things at a different perspective and realize that in hindsight, you’ll react and deal with the same sticky situation in a much better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All in all, life has its way of teaching you things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Deep down, I have made a decision but I am still flipping back and forth. Still feeling a bit weary about the near future. At least, I am more positive now! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I guess.... all that I should do is to be brave and strong! Sit tight and enjoy the excitement that life brings. Even if I am going to scream my lungs off fear, cry my eyes sore, worry till I can't sleep, winch till I go thirsty… because I know, at the end of the day, I gonna have experienced it all. Taste it all. Laugh it all. Cried it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIVE, LOVE &amp;amp; LAUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115751821299886414?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115751821299886414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115751821299886414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115751821299886414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115751821299886414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/09/better-stronger.html' title='Better &amp; Stronger'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115773967638700563</id><published>2006-08-30T03:51:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-09T04:36:59.446+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Emo Alert</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;It has been a pretty daunting period for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One tragic period that I don't know how I am going to pull through.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How could it be so drama?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pc004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pc001.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pc003.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pc005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, I wonder &lt;strong&gt;if choices are more of a blessing, or not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;I understand from someone: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are days that we are certain that the sacrifices that we make, are going to be worthwhile and then there are days where everything feels like a sacrifice, and there are the sacrifices that we just won't be able to figure out why we made them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- relates to you too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;So they taught me &lt;strong&gt;when you face CHOICES, CHOICES, CHOICES, you weigh your desires&lt;/strong&gt;. But, that is only helping if I know how much my desires weigh. As such, it is as good as &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I give them a question, they thrust me back my question.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(*rolls eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why? Oh Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;But, you know... how can I let someone decide for me? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;But... I really don't know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh why?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Lately, everything seems to look like they are of no good and because everything seems to be hitting me so badly, I grieved over it, really hard. So, I have puffy eyes everyday. But I haven't been feeling well, that did help to cover up the sudden change in me, as in from hyper to cyber - quiet all day in front of the PC. But the puffed up eyes was so sore that it is disturbing me from reading... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again WHY???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;(Note to self: They said, crying is a sign of weakness?) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;But, I found strength in my tears. The strength to fight my fears. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Although, things don't look as though they have improved, or is improving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; Even though, &lt;/span&gt;I hate changes and I super duper dislike waiting games.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I supposed, like what Shirlene (aka ah ma) says: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in life there are bits that I need to accept and there are bits that I just have to let go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Some of you shared with me some big words of wisdom but I was too stupid and did not realize it at first.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;However, I am beginning to see it now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am still learning and hopefully, not long later I will be so much stronger as I advance to the next stage of my learning curve!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(*This reminds me to thank the ones, you know who you are - your encouraging words, the many emails, the long distance phone calls and the messages on my tagboard. Yes, I promise I will not give up in what I believe in and I know I am really blessed with your friendships.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; T&lt;/span&gt;hank you peeps who have been sticking around with me through thick and thin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most importantly, thank you for accepting me for who I really am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115773967638700563?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115773967638700563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115773967638700563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115773967638700563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115773967638700563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/emo-alert.html' title='Emo Alert'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115773504411938633</id><published>2006-08-22T02:34:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-09-09T02:46:49.336+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Painful Closure</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;I used to have plans, used to know where I stand, but now I realized that things change, friends leave and perhaps, the only thing that remains constant is CHANGES, Time waits for no one and life doesn't stop for decisions to be made.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bpro000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;In a way, I kind of lost all that I believe in and I have never seen myself so depressed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brisbane&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; trip didn't cheer me up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In fact, things were like waves washing onto the shores one after another from the day that I got back. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If there is an &lt;strong&gt;"ESC"&lt;/strong&gt; key like what every keyboard has, I will not hesitate to hit it immediately. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bpro001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;I guessed I need time alone to straighten my thoughts and time to pull myself together again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IPOD Playing: Michelle Branch- Breath.mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I... take it just a little bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hold my breath and count to ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been waiting for a chance to let you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I just breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let it fill the space between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh no, everything is alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BREATHE... every little piece of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll see everything is alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IF I JUST BREATHE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes it hurts so badly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREATHE x2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pc001avatar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, I wish I can throw my heart away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Or, let it shut herself from emotions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yes, you may say that I would become pretty much be like a robot, which I agree.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, doesn't that make it so much easier for me, no? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;It means I will be able to move around the globe without a heart, without anyone pulling my heartstring from where he or she is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;However, this also means that I probably would not be able to experience those beautiful things that can only be felt by the hearts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Well... well... I know you'll say there are always two sides to a story.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Same goes, good and bad to every occurrence, depending on how you see them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But sadly, I am just so blinded and upset that I don't seem to be able to see anything in positive light now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Maybe heading home makes a lot of things simpler and easier to handle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, I don't know why I am still fighting against myself here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115773504411938633?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115773504411938633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115773504411938633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115773504411938633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115773504411938633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/painful-closure.html' title='Painful Closure'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115569278672540397</id><published>2006-08-16T10:45:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-16T11:18:31.690+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Brisy! Brisy! Brisy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time Check &lt;u&gt;10:40am&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Luggage is still unpack. Needa fly home to get it done after work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apparently, many of my friends are going away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Prince Gan - went to darwin + singapore (!!) last weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Joan - went to Mel last weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Xiaolin- going to Mel this weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sip Eng - going to Mel soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ehhhh... who else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ME?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am flying to brisbane tonite peeps!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6:55pm!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A trip to get away from my hectic schedule. In fact, a very short one!!! I can almost smell the fun!!! As this trip was so last minute - I only decided last week! So, I gonna get a smack on my hand later... ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will get a rendezvous date. Maybe not. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Arrrrhhhh Sunshine Coast (the sun, the sand and the sea), ARKA (some carnival thingy, how to spell?), City shopping (Tiffany! LV!) + lots of great people that I am going to meet = FUN TIME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes... I forgot to tell you, I had a manicure done last night...pale pink and bright pink tips. Apparently, it glows in the dark and I AM NOT AFRAID OF THE DARK now!!!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;BRISY!!! HERE I COME!!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love to travel! I love to roam on the streets with strangers,&lt;/span&gt; wondering... .... &lt;em&gt;where do humans come from&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115569278672540397?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115569278672540397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115569278672540397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115569278672540397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115569278672540397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/brisy-brisy-brisy.html' title='Brisy! Brisy! Brisy!'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115547880679909759</id><published>2006-08-10T22:40:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-16T10:44:47.056+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Emotions R Brewing</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 years,&lt;br /&gt;We see each other&lt;em&gt; almost&lt;/em&gt; everyday.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; each other.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; each other.&lt;br /&gt;We argued.&lt;br /&gt;We made up.&lt;br /&gt;We argue again.&lt;br /&gt;We made up again.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we even feel like killing each other.&lt;br /&gt;But, a good thing to know is... ...&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE STILL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;VE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without you;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I am capable of&lt;br /&gt;Nor what I would become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With you;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are my &lt;u&gt;biggest pain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;unc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;that reinforced our&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ndi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, it is also all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;rta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;that endangers this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certainly proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;I am certainly happy for you... and&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope that you'll like your new adventure &lt;em&gt;(tat's if you decided to take it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I am very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what is going to happen;&lt;br /&gt;When you are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I am all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (ok, i still have friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That'll make things a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;Or a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... that can satisfy my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;whi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of me want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The other half of me wants to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There's a small percentage of me thinking of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;mov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;g &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with you.&lt;br /&gt;There's a tiny section of me wanting to go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;lse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, there are a lot of "buts" running in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not aware of how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am&lt;br /&gt;Neither am I aware of how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ble&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know&lt;br /&gt;but... ....&lt;br /&gt;WHO KNEW (?!!!) ... ... until they are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;pu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;est.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life certainly goes on... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;With or without you.&lt;br /&gt;But there is obviously a significant difference&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I won't be writing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future is too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;gh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Too glaring that it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;s my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;resi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;ght.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see.&lt;br /&gt;Because you might be leaving, I can't feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you hold my hand and take me through?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;Do I have &lt;strong&gt;take the journey alone... ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what I have done in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should've&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; gone home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shouldn't be thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so much.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;start pondering, only when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perhaps... .... &lt;em&gt;I need u here tonite, just like the night needs the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all the verbal diarrhoea... ... ooOOOhh I feel better now! Better get back to work!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115547880679909759?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115547880679909759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115547880679909759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115547880679909759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115547880679909759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/emotions-r-brewing.html' title='Emotions R Brewing'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115552799826836573</id><published>2006-08-07T13:29:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:47:55.176+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's happening</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Work has sapped me out of creativity. My days are more like a routine... and life seems to be so boring... ...it's like before you know it, the next week arrives and you are still in the midst of catching up with the sleep debts that you rake up over the past few weeks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting a snapshot of my week! - This post is a little incoherent, because my thoughts are all over the place now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lately, my life is centred around WORK, WORK, WORK.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (can't do without shopping)... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girlie time with Joan&lt;/span&gt;(!!!) ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Skin pampering sessions&lt;/span&gt;... ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOLF...&lt;strong&gt; Playstation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(YES.. you heard me right...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mthbys001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday was golfing day&lt;/strong&gt;.... and the weather was extremely perfect! The wind ain't strong, the temperature was right and the air isn't dry.... but I still have to tie up my hair otherwise... you'll see a sadako lookalike! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Since it is the Lunar Seventh Month (Ghost Festival)... I don't want to be mistaken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Grins...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today &lt;strong&gt;6 balls flew&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt; (*blushed what an improvement)&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : I hope I did'nt hit the birds that are flying across!! No...Seriously! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sunout001-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So... ... I hereby announced that... the &lt;strong&gt;Winter season is almost over!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Lets SPRING in anticipation for the SUN!!! Today's weather is Puuurrrffeecct!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/stewie0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Prince Gan loves him.&lt;br /&gt;I love him.&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues loves him as well... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Everyday Lil' Stewie greats me in the morning in his pre-recorded voice. It is so funny! &lt;strong&gt;Hitting his voice button is my daily routine!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;For those of you who do not know &lt;strong&gt;Stewie&lt;/strong&gt;, he is the evil baby from the &lt;strong&gt;Family Guy&lt;/strong&gt;. The cartoon is hilarious.. he is notorious! You can find out more about the cartoon at &lt;a href="http://www.familyguy.com"&gt;www.familyguy.com&lt;/a&gt; and you can &lt;strong&gt;pimp your stewie&lt;/strong&gt; there too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SSSShhhh... ... I have a secret to share.... My computer crashed at work and I went tweedling my thumbs almost for the whole of thursday!!! The IT guys were doing some remote installation on my PC and we were chating away by using NOTEPAD!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/reass0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't it amazing? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You know... it was so heart breaking when my pearlies broke... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(because of my itchy fingers that can't behave themselves)&lt;/span&gt; so, when I saw this at Kookai, I bought it IMMEDIATELY. I induced Joan to get it as well... ... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I am so evil, you are not spending too much when your friend spends with you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So now, my friend have the pinkish pearls.. and I have the off-white ones... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or is it the other way round? I can't tell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sunout002-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway... pearls look so elegant to me.&lt;br /&gt;They add instant glamour to your outfit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115552799826836573?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115552799826836573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115552799826836573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115552799826836573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115552799826836573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/nothings-happening.html' title='Nothing&apos;s happening'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115495835798661814</id><published>2006-08-03T23:15:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:46:08.170+09:30</updated><title type='text'>SISTER J.E.F.F.R.E.Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;There has been one thing on my blogging agenda that I have been looking forward to do. This post, presents the perfect occasion for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Times may have changed, the class may have parted and everyone seemed to have moved on with their lives. But this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;s.p&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e.c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.i.a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;.l b.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;.n.d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i.n.g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has certainly grown across the oceans!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/jclassp0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;That year when I turned 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; (that was not too long ago, actually) he gave me this really cute card, air flown all the way from &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You really have to see this!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/jcard0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;There were&lt;strong&gt; verses of "Happy Birthday" in different languages,&lt;/strong&gt; combined with &lt;strong&gt;pictures of him in different looks&lt;/strong&gt; in respect to the languages that he wrote. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;So, this year on his birthday... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;I tried to come up with something... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;But I have been away, so we haven't been meeting up and that's why we don't have much pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;I know I can never be as good as what he had done, but this becomes his Friendster display picture (!!!) and I am so surprised! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Look at how much we have changed!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/jeffbdcard001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(5 mths ago at Dawn's wedding day)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Dearest Jeff, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Happy birthday!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh well, happy belated birthday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yes my post is late... but better than nothing, rite?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for being my friend. I know I am your brother and you know you are my sister. I reckon I really miss all the nonsense from you because they never fail to cheer me up during my gloomy PMSy days!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dawn, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Mich&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, Ah ma and I will always love you... you... you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;While I adore my Oz mates, but my dearlies are really dearlies and words can never describe how much the nostalgia princess misses her friends and family that are oceans away... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;Pictures will never replaced having been there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115495835798661814?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115495835798661814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115495835798661814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115495835798661814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115495835798661814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/08/sister-jeffrey.html' title='SISTER J.E.F.F.R.E.Y'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115556556004428949</id><published>2006-07-30T23:56:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:43:06.826+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Back from Nothingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Yes I know my &lt;strong&gt;posts have been fairly sparse&lt;/strong&gt; despite the recovery of my laptop.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Weeks have been flying by and it seems like I don't even have time to exhale. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;There are only 2 possibilities, when I am not updating.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Either, I have nothing to write (which is so totally NOT the case) OR there's too much to write but I have so little time, which is probably the latter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Lately, I had a serious relationship, yes I mean dead SERIOUS with my&lt;em&gt; un-put-down-able&lt;/em&gt; book that suck me into the story so much that I&lt;strong&gt; lost sense of day and night&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There was also this &lt;em&gt;not-so-interesting&lt;/em&gt; book that was so disappointing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Such a waste of money.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hit chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that is one - for not blogging. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Hmmm... ...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break"&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the parties!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Shopping!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Coffee sessions!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Keeping me so so busy!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I am quite glad even though I am so so wear out, because it just shows that I have friends!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hsewmAnF001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;I have a truckload of photos to upload... just waiting on a few from the others before I upload them... but let me show you my latest love!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/9west001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;WAIT.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I haven't finished... how can I not winch about work since it is the main reason for &lt;strong&gt;neglecting my virtual life&lt;/strong&gt;?!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA read on... ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been a drama since my manager left.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I am glad that I have a new manager now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She is more focused and strategic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most importantly, she gives me the support that I need.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In turn, she demands efficiency, no bullshit and perfection.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;To add on, since the Graduate Program is a unique experience in the workplace, I was on rotation again. I am now working on feasibility studies, research on new development ideas and reporting... ...writing board papers... ... so I get to see chunks and chunks of &lt;strong&gt;w-o-r-d-s  e.v.e.r.y.d.a.y&lt;/strong&gt; till I can get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nightmare of alphabets chasing after me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 107.65pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 107.65pt" align="justify"&gt;You know, research was never my cup of tea.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But it seems like I have enjoying it now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WAH... this just showed you how adaptable humans are.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But than again, I am still at the very initial stage, maybe it is just too early to tell, hur?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shameless laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Alritey! It's bed time... see ya soon! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115556556004428949?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115556556004428949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115556556004428949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115556556004428949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115556556004428949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-from-nothingdom.html' title='Back from Nothingdom'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115219719663568337</id><published>2006-07-07T01:16:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:53:05.966+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Graying Clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lately, dark clouds has covered my bright skies.  Winter has brought howling winds together with thunderstorms in my life.  The daily grind is just &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;churning and churning away&lt;/em&gt;... ...&lt;/span&gt; and everyday seems to be &lt;strong&gt;a total waste of make-up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am alright.  It is just that there are too many uncertainties at work now.  I am kinda stucked in between what I really want to do, and what I am doing now.  The worst thing is... my Manager is leaving so, he kind of have no time for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I see new letterheads, new fax cover sheets, new logos, new branding, new corporate wear, new colleagues.... it is hard not to realise that the organisation reform has been implemented. Some units can hardly breathe now, because all their projects have been put on hold, until their new "beginning".  Whereas some of them are recovering from the End-of-Financial Year stuffs.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This week was the hardest for me, because I see people leaving.  Also, I see opportunities coming yet I can't grab them.  The key person is away, nothing gets done.  I am floating around because my manager has been on sick leave and all the mundane duties made me feel so little &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the whinning goes as I tweedle my thumbs... .... ... ... ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/drained0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/drained2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/drained1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Tragic Week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The point that I pulled through the past 4 days into today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;made me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A SURVIVOR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WhoOOOohOOOoooo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I should be happy on Friday and I will, because &lt;u&gt;I am going to dye my hair&lt;/u&gt;!  &lt;strong&gt;New colour to bring good luck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115219719663568337?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115219719663568337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115219719663568337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115219719663568337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115219719663568337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/07/graying-clouds.html' title='Graying Clouds'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115210512840056078</id><published>2006-07-05T22:42:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:51:23.253+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Rapture BABY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As the weather &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;s d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;f&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;g &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... .... I was &lt;strong&gt;clubbing on Uni's ground&lt;/strong&gt; last sat!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am actually &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dancing to the full blast of R n B tunes&lt;/span&gt; on one of the staircase in Uni!  I wondered how much rent did Rapture have to pay, for leasing that area from Uni as an extension for their club.  It was &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hella crowded&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;super packed&lt;/span&gt;... so we had no choice but to move to the &lt;em&gt;dunno-wat&lt;/em&gt; room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/rapt0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was late and the rest has started drinking without me.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HMPH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going to forbid all of you from drinking without me!!!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Apart from Xiao Lin who was not feeling well, the rest were almost gone.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HUR????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;12am and they are all going to sleep?!!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What has the world become?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/rap3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;6 months... ... I haven't move to the grooves for half a year!!! &lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PEARLIE &lt;/span&gt;I SERIOUSLY NEED YOU BACK&lt;/strong&gt;... .... they cannot drink. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Grins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/rapt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*PS:  It was 4 degrees when I was waiting to go into the club.  I stood at the queue for 20 mins.  Jumping and shivering like a mad dog in my white tube.  &lt;strong&gt;Lesson learnt, never try to be too smart when it comes to winter - you can never underestimate how cold it gets at nite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115210512840056078?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115210512840056078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115210512840056078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115210512840056078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115210512840056078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/07/rapture-baby.html' title='Rapture BABY'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115201540096445411</id><published>2006-07-03T21:46:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:38:06.280+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Tepanyaki at Hyatt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By the way... I haven't quite introduce you to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was so&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;during the first 3 weeks &lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(this post was supposed to be posted 2 weeks ago when my laptop was down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; and I had to &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wear cap/ wear hat/ wear hair band/ or blow dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; FROM THE CROWN, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just to make it FLAT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It certainly have a lot more flow and layers! So, I like it &lt;sub&gt;(apart from the bushie bit which makes my face look fat! Or was it because I was eating too much lately?)&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hytdin0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dinner at SHIKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (the japanese restaurant at the HYATT HOTEL) for some good Tepanyaki! I actually wanted to dress up more, but that saturday was so full on with one event after another... ... by dinner time, I am left with 30 mins to get dressed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hytdin01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love the decor and the ambience of the restaurant, where east meets west. I like to dine in places like this, where they take their patrons on a dinning experience - where, the waiters goes &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mdm, the sauce on the left is &lt;em&gt;x&lt;/em&gt; and is used to go with &lt;em&gt;y&lt;/em&gt;, the sauce in the middle is &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt; and is used to go with &lt;em&gt;b&lt;/em&gt;... etc"&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; rather than just serving food. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;To prepare us for our the main course, they even had a small pot of soup with a slice of lime, for all of us to cleanse our pallets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hytdin02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I reckon I had 3 starters and the set that I ordered was supposed to come with 5 dishes, that will be cooked in front of me. The &lt;strong&gt;chef was stolked to see me eat so much,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;that he gave me all the extras!&lt;/strong&gt; My mai set comes with noodles only, whereas the rest had fried rice... but in actual fact, I had both. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OOohhhhhh scary.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;Sometimes, I wonder how my stomach can fit that much food.&lt;/u&gt; Almost double the main course of the others! Food is marvellous! But &lt;strong&gt;so harmful for the waistline&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Than again... ... I am a big gut girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hytdin03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Desert was held at a more relaxed, cozy and quieter section. Pretty romantic. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Grins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is the first time that I ever had &lt;strong&gt;HONEY ICE-CREAM!&lt;/strong&gt; It was great... vanilla with a twist of honey. Sweet. Yum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat and eat and eat and eat....&lt;/strong&gt; and GROW FAT! HAhahha.... &lt;strong&gt;Winter is the best excuse to put on weight!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Then, everyone start to &lt;strong&gt;sweat like mad&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;at the end of spring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; because soon they &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;discovered that they have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;those things that are spreading out like &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;pancake batter&lt;/span&gt; on a griddle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hang on....&lt;/span&gt; I'll sign off this post with this pic that you might be interested to look at. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/stpat0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115201540096445411?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115201540096445411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115201540096445411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115201540096445411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115201540096445411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/07/tepanyaki-at-hyatt.html' title='Tepanyaki at Hyatt'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115175536732320882</id><published>2006-06-30T22:32:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-01T21:45:24.770+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Yes Sherilyn Luvs YSL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;When the dreamer is feeling down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RETAIL THERAPY&lt;/strong&gt; works best!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went to look for Rei and thank goodness she was able to see me! She is the one that got me started to collect a range of Channel Makeup products and now, she supports my hidden admiration for YSL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have a very &lt;strong&gt;special bonding&lt;/strong&gt; with this brand because, my mum gave me a &lt;strong&gt;chinese name&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;that starts with "Y".&lt;/strong&gt; My &lt;strong&gt;english name starts with "S"&lt;/strong&gt; and... my &lt;strong&gt;mum's surname begins with "L"...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it sounds crap to you&lt;/span&gt;. It is OK. I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FULL OF CRAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Grins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When I was 18 she gave me a black YSL tank top, which I am still madly in love with. She also gave me a YSL Mascara and I thought gold was a nice colour to carry around in my bag! HAhahha... but I never really got to know YSL products until Rei introduced them to me - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she is my make up guru and she knows it all from A to Z when it comes to cosmetics.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since I am feeling yucky... she gave my face a complete change! &lt;strong&gt;360 degrees&lt;/strong&gt; is what I would say!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mkmiov1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is it?&lt;/strong&gt; My face has this dewy complexion that I was dying for! I am not adventurous to play with colours on my face. In fact, I rarely apply eye shadows and guess what... ... under Rei's encouragement, I bought&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;eye shadow today! &lt;strong&gt;The colours of Australia!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;LOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What a tremendous change in makeup! She also discovered that I like to buy nice stuffs and keep them, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because I can't bear to use them!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pretty silly,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;but that is me.&lt;/strong&gt; So, I promised her... &lt;strong&gt;I WILL USE THEM! NOT SAVE THEM!&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha... You heard me rite, Rei!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*yawns... time for dreaming! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115175536732320882?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115175536732320882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115175536732320882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115175536732320882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115175536732320882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/yes-sherilyn-luvs-ysl.html' title='Yes Sherilyn Luvs YSL'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115168370704935305</id><published>2006-06-29T22:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-07-01T01:59:54.866+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Just My Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Although, it's only Thursday, but I felt as though I am done with this week, done with this department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I was shadowing over someone who is going on maternity leave, I had to handover everything to the new person and I had been doing that for the past 2 weeks. This &lt;em&gt;new person&lt;/em&gt;, is a &lt;em&gt;tough nut&lt;/em&gt; to crack and she perceived that I am her assistant, just because I was shadowing the person that she is replacing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh well, I am leaving. Leaving her area for good. For a new experience. In fact, I have left but she is holding onto me and that frustrates me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hmmmmm all because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;emotional unbalance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pmsy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You know, there are some days where&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; everything will go smoothly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(which is quite rare)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and days that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything just go wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(more likely)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... and today is just one of those days where I would claim... .... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just not my day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The end of financial year (30 June) made everyone go bananas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The organisation reform, restuctures the whole organisation, causing much fear and anxiety (with effect from 1 July 06)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My manager held a sudden meeting to announced that he is leaving the organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next steps of my Graduate Program was kinda being affected because of the restucture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The person whom I looked up to is moving to another department. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;As if the above ain't enough to shake my grounds... ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My stomach cramps was so painful that I couldn't concentrate on work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To top if of&lt;/strong&gt;... ... as I was on my way home, the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; heel of my shoe got stucked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the expansion joints of two concrete tiles on the pathway. So I &lt;strong&gt;started &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yanking my foot&lt;/span&gt; like mad&lt;/strong&gt; and I supposed I must have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looked like an idoit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You know what... when I finally managed to pull it off, the &lt;strong&gt;horrible gap ripped off a whole bunch of the leather on my heel!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That was pretty upsetting. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why can't it happen to a pair of less expensive or less favourite shoes?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;But why, why the super comfy, favourite and expensive one?!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Am I running low on good luck, or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pain.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bitfin0.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115168370704935305?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115168370704935305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115168370704935305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115168370704935305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115168370704935305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-my-luck.html' title='Just My Luck'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115159485414913511</id><published>2006-06-27T00:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-30T01:18:29.393+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Pork Pies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My laptop is &lt;strong&gt;ALIVE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;KICKING&lt;/strong&gt; again!&lt;/span&gt; You know what, it has been a good few weeks, since I last posted something, so I pretty much don't know where to start now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One thing for sure, &lt;strong&gt;my laptop is great&lt;/strong&gt; - apart from having to reinstall all my softwares. Oh yes, I have &lt;strong&gt;done well for my test!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Whooopeedooodaadaaa!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have been doing a lot of &lt;strong&gt;shopping(!!)&lt;/strong&gt; as well. Sigh.... ... &lt;strong&gt;I AM HOPELESS&lt;/strong&gt;. I guessed, somebody needs to lock me up in my room and cut my cards. I have been doing damage, damage and more damage! But, somewhere in my head, I think whatever that I have invested, are good bargains.... .... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just to whet you appetite since I haven't been blogging lately.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pkpies0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES PORK PIES!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I found them at a supermarket as I was going home today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When the AFL league gets warmer, my aussie friends were planning to introduce me to the Great OZ Spirit! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Meat pies + Beer + Footie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Meat pies always come in Beef and I can't eat beef so they felt pretty upset as they did'nt know where to get Pork Pies for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I told them chicken pies will do, but they think that is CHEATING! &lt;em&gt;Oh well... Pork pies not cheating?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I've found them! Oh man I am such a lucky girl! Simple things like this will make my day &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But... the large pies looks a little scary to me though... ... &lt;strong&gt;Question is... do I really have to poke a hole and squeeze tomatoe sauce in the middle?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115159485414913511?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115159485414913511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115159485414913511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115159485414913511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115159485414913511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/pork-pies.html' title='Pork Pies'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115041721249489945</id><published>2006-06-13T22:01:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:50:12.613+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Bitter - The new Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I should be studying for tomorrow's test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, at the very least, I &lt;strong&gt;"ought to be"&lt;/strong&gt; doing so, right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But it seems that I am more interested in the current issue of Vogue Magazine&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; (oh glorious fashion!)&lt;/span&gt; and my new book, than anything else. I even missed all the daily TV shows that I die-die MUST catch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Having no mood, but MUST study. &lt;strong&gt;Tat's bitter.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;For my friends out that who are doing their mid-term papers,&lt;strong&gt; good luck and&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LET's HUG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That was &lt;strong&gt;prior&lt;/strong&gt; to switching on my laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Before, I discovered that something is very wrong with &lt;em&gt;him (my laptop, my bf, my companion, my soulmate... the list goes on) &lt;/em&gt;and I may lose&lt;em&gt; him&lt;/em&gt; for a short period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; was acting very strange. By the way, this post is not brought to you by &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Could be the work of that trojan horse - that was chugged at me, last night. But... my anti-virus software DID kill it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I battled with this big pain of mine for 1 hour.  I refused to believe that &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;is so &lt;em&gt;sick &lt;/em&gt;to the extent that &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;could not respond to me anymore. &lt;strong&gt;I am going insane.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate it when my PC fails when I was a kid. Needless to say how lousy I am feeling now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also, I was kinda reluctant to bring it to the technicians, because of the stupidity in me. I worry that the technician might exposed the narcissistic side of me (my photos) with his magical mouse-clicks.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HIT HEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alright, laugh all you want.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sobz... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But, that's not all.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The white frock was sold to someone else. But, not me! I wished &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; owner would treasure &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. Boohoooooooooo... ... Why did I let it go on last saturday???!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tonight, I am feeling very bitter - for the momentary loss of my laptop, permanant lost of that white frock and having no mood but must prepare for the test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I may sound silly to you. I am shocked too. Perhaps PMS has strucked me!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;**If you noticed that I am not updating. Either I am "mourning" for the &lt;em&gt;death&lt;/em&gt; of my laptop, or it hasn't been discharged from the &lt;em&gt;emergency &lt;/em&gt;ward. ** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115041721249489945?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115041721249489945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115041721249489945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115041721249489945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115041721249489945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/bitter-new-black.html' title='Bitter - The new Black'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115000866034213806</id><published>2006-06-11T16:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:47:11.013+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Group Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I finally got my group's presentation photos off my facilitator! The sad thing is... I don't have very many because, the photos were posted on the Graduates Weblog and I can't ripped them off easily &lt;strong&gt;:( &lt;/strong&gt;I can't direct you to my Weblog either, as it was hosted within my organisation's intranet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 May 06 - Graduates Group Presentation in the organisation!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/grepre006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I couldn't sleep well for most of the night. Kept tossing and turning because of nerves... and I realised that I was'nt the only one!!! You bet I felt so good as this chapter closes. One load off my chest! BYE-BYE stressful team meetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Although, lotsa drama have taken place... ... but, we still love each other. Like what Donald Trump says, &lt;strong&gt;"It is all about work. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing personal&lt;/span&gt; at the end of the day". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;delight!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My team was such a diverse group of 13 fresh graduates. The group's dynamics consist of people from different acadamic and cultural backgrounds combined with a few big personalities. Moreover, I think my organisation has selected the &lt;em&gt;smarties&lt;/em&gt; from the different UNIs &lt;em&gt;(discovered that we all do look pretty good on paper during interactions)&lt;/em&gt;... so, I supposed that is where all the friction begins because, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;everyone has their own perspective&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the way we work is just, &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/grepre002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a short interval for Morning Tea after my group has presented. For us, we felt so relieve whereas, the rest were still shaking away! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yey!&lt;/span&gt; So, we RUB IT IN!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINK:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The Apprentice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/grepre004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Nahhh of course we weren't that bitchy. We lend support to one another because we understand what each other is going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/grepre003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I guessed, Multi-Media isn't cool anymore. We say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Rich Media"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today where they said &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Multi-media&lt;/span&gt; in the 90s. You would never imagine how fantastic Group 3's presentation was. They incorporated wonders of Technology... the is the first time ever that I saw such an interesting presentation for a... .... &lt;em&gt;errrrmmmmmm...&lt;/em&gt; rather boring topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoever who says bookworms have no life,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you are so wrong!&lt;/span&gt; The other graduates rock too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/grepre001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My facilitator commented that my team is going to be famous because, the research was so well done that some managers actually requested it from her!!! WOooHOOOO!!!! Sounds great! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I enjoyed working with my partner a lot! We did the research for the topic and I never got to chat with him apart from that day's lunch! All along we had been talking about work! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dedicated, aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/gradpre005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;He is nice. He intends to bring his wife to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (his homeland) at the end of the year and I told him I am interested to go to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; at the end of the year too. So he offered to bring me and my friends along or... get his friends to show me around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tots of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I felt really honored to have earned a seat in the pilot batch of my organisation's graduates program. There were happy days. Of cos there were yucky ones as well. Overall, I enjoyed the learning journey &amp;amp; the opportunities presented... certainly looking forward to the so-called-test for that unit of studies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toast &lt;/span&gt;to a brighter tomorrow!&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115000866034213806?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115000866034213806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115000866034213806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115000866034213806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115000866034213806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/group-presentation.html' title='Group Presentation'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-115002046524446160</id><published>2006-06-09T22:37:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:45:45.286+09:30</updated><title type='text'>End of Financial Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ultra&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mega&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fabulously&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yey!  You heard me right!  Pretty joyful in the midst of having a bit of a hectic time because it is the &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END of FINANCIAL YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  The whole organisation went crazy.  I am no better because I am picking up some work from someone in my team who is going off on maternity leave.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But, this week is a significant one.  Mainly because the organisation's re-structure takes effect as of thursday.  So, we had drinks in the office + &lt;strong&gt;next week I will be moving into another department for a different experience&lt;/strong&gt; + we need to clear our desk for the once in 3 mths desk cleaning exercise!!! Desk that are occupied with belongings will not be cleaned by the cleaners.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went.. &lt;strong&gt;WOW.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Do you get that as well? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/cleardesk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Having worked for the whole crazy week, I thought of giving myself a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;after I got my pay yesterday.  But I ended up getting quite a bit of stuffs because of the End-of-financial year sale.  The problem is... ... &lt;em&gt;I ended up buying things that are &lt;u&gt;not &lt;/u&gt;on sale most of the time&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just like these... ... I only intend to &lt;em&gt;have-a-bit-of-a-browse&lt;/em&gt; at the Nine West Boutique..... and the red ones caught my eye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/shoes00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The sad thing is... Red is pretty hard to match with my wardrobe of pastels... and it doesn't really look good on my feet either.  So... I &lt;strong&gt;walked away with the purple pair!&lt;/strong&gt;  Equally happy!  Will bring it with me wherever I travel!!! I love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;OK.  Tonite, I shall declare that....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THIS WEEK IS THE END OF MY SO CALLED WINTER SHOPPING.  Three more months to Spring.  I LOVE SPRING!  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;**Gonna get my hair trimmed on sat!  Winter means less activities... means can spend more on personal grooming. SShh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hide0.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mkpretty.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/z19933254.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-115002046524446160?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/115002046524446160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=115002046524446160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115002046524446160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/115002046524446160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/end-of-financial-year.html' title='End of Financial Year'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114990438253148687</id><published>2006-06-06T23:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:32:47.326+09:30</updated><title type='text'>06-06-06</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so busy, but that is the kind of busy that I wanted. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fully stretched.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet fulfilling... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114990438253148687?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114990438253148687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114990438253148687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114990438253148687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114990438253148687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/06-06-06.html' title='06-06-06'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114990324495118054</id><published>2006-06-05T23:04:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:31:35.820+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Kick Start to Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 degrees in the city!&lt;/strong&gt; OMG.... My hands were freezing... so are my legs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My 6th sense/instinct... tells me that my parcel would arrive today so, I knocked off earlier to go home! Guess what... ... my 6th sense did not fail on me! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Grins.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My sis went Taipei a few months ago and I asked her to do some shopping for me!  A pair of white boots is a MUST along with a few other stuffs that I wanted... so my mum sent it over for me. You bet.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM SO SO SO SO SO Happy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I got it...&lt;/span&gt; I'm like a little girl trying on her mum's heels... using the corridor as a runway, parading in front of the mirror... hopping around with all smiles! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is the&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;that warms my &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WINTER!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(My family + the boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pasg0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you do not have any boots and you wana get &lt;u&gt;ONLY&lt;/u&gt; one, because of Winter. Get a pair of black boots! It is very versatile... it'll carry you from the &lt;em&gt;dunno-wat-crap-u-are-wearing &lt;/em&gt;days to &lt;em&gt;glamourous-party-nites!&lt;/em&gt; In turn for that, of cos you'll have to bear with whatever pain it brings (if you get those with Killer heels).&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Giggles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I adore boots that are just slightly below the knee... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/boots0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So now, I have a pair of White Boots &amp;amp; a pair of Ugg Boots! &lt;em&gt;- Very Happy. Well Done Summer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/z21665503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/z24649703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114990324495118054?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114990324495118054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114990324495118054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114990324495118054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114990324495118054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/kick-start-to-winter.html' title='Kick Start to Winter'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114959506461088301</id><published>2006-06-04T23:55:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:54:00.263+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Bimbotic Random Blabber</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Weekends are never enough. I am still feeling tired from my weekdays and I start to wonder... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how did I spend my time?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Did I tell you that... ... &lt;strong&gt;as of 1st June, &lt;u&gt;WINTER is IN&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;sub&gt;Autumn is OUT!!!&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So... it does'nt matter how good your outfit is, because you'll all be wrapped up like a dumpling in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; coat. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here's my&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINKY COAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that all my colleagues adores! Looks a lot better in reality, thou.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/dreswin0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sobzzzz... ...&lt;/span&gt; I have &lt;strong&gt;terminated my Fitness Membership&lt;/strong&gt; at Next Generation :( because I am not as frequent as I was. Most importantly, &lt;strong&gt;1 year of membership fee is worth 1 week's stay in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Fuji&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt; So... better spend it wisely. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I know... I know... I need to obey my RULES for 2006 that are set out earlier.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUST lead a HEALTHY LIFESTYLE.&lt;/span&gt; Since I have given up my fitness membership... ... I am taking up GOLF soon. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heeeeeeeee...&lt;/span&gt; so, I went to check out the Golf course before I start &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SWINGING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/gclic0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Weekends are meant to clear up some chores too... ... &lt;strong&gt;my very first Machine-Happy-&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Wash&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; in OZ&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;la... la... la... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/cwasm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just when I thought I was "safe" for the day. I passed Sportsgirl and I could'nt refrain myself from getting this charm that I have been eyeing, for ages... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/tower0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite... it will also serve as a reminder for me, because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to save up to go &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;PARIS&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;when CJ is still in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;!!! Talking about savings... ... erm.... I actually spent a lot this weekend... ... bought more stuffs to keep myself busy at home as Winter makes me lazy to get out of the house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/newbuys0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week... I got these!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pbshorts0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's wat I have done with &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt; I have at home! I changed the Pink furs to White lace for my &lt;em&gt;dump-it-all-in box&lt;/em&gt; because the pink furs are getting dusty.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Tidied up my home workstation too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/beaftable0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh well, I admit I am untidy. That's because I have a lot of things. A lot of things lying around, but &lt;strong&gt;NOT DIRTY&lt;/strong&gt;. Never DIRTY. Since I want to revamp my humble retreat from a little girl's room to a lady's room... being ORGANISED is a MUST. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The way I decorate is influenced by the way I dressed. Hmmm.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mixture of everything!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;funky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;feminine!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/box0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Halfway thru the packing, I got bored and I started playing the guitar instead... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/gt0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, you see... it will take me &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt; to pack n unpack even though I should be a pro after so many packing experience. That's why I think this revamping exercise will take me some time to complete. Will show you how my room looks like after the revamp! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114959506461088301?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114959506461088301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114959506461088301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114959506461088301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114959506461088301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/bimbotic-random-blabber.html' title='Bimbotic Random Blabber'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114916913404631786</id><published>2006-06-01T22:16:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:19:46.383+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello all!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank you for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hugs"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (at the bottom of the page) and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No, I haven't gone to Europe, although I am dying for a getaway. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep your comments and encouragements coming in too. &lt;strong&gt;I appreciate that a lot!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That certainly keeps me going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;Tell me if you miss me too!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;blush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That'll give me supernatural powers to keep posting despite of my busy schedule! HAhaha :) Although, my blog does not have high traffic, but having little tags warms my heart. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Awwhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had a super-duper-MANIC month! Especially the last 2 weeks of May. Also, my Internet Service Provider has changed their dial up number and it was such a pain to reset my LAN Network... ... so I haven't been able to update my blog. In addition, I was rather depressed lately... ... :( &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmmm.... Do I love you guys, or am I freaking addicted to blogging? I actually blog in notepad (becos I can't log on) and has just posted them up for your pleasure viewing. Of cos, I backdated the enteries as well. Not forgetting, I have a truck load of photos... but have no time to upload them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st of June is the start of winter.  CJ's birthday.  Childrens' Day. The day that my LAN Network is good.  My self-pampering day.  ALL GOOD!!! &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHUN JIAN!!!&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114916913404631786?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114916913404631786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114916913404631786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114916913404631786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114916913404631786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114916496920573015</id><published>2006-05-26T21:59:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:09:14.136+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Defeated</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If I don't listen, I am being stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;If I am affected by your words, I am easily shaken.&lt;br /&gt;If I fall into your directions, I am a person without principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Sherilyn the great philosopher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/Zouphxf.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/Zouphj5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/Df2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/AA17246344.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This entry has been pulling on my heartstrings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I often have a burning zeal about my &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;latest issue&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt; Every so often a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;comment&lt;/span&gt; comes along, that really makes me, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;... ... and... ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sometimes that makes me wonder &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where have all my passion gone to?!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;How much faith do I have in myself&lt;/em&gt;, and the mighty buddha above?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Although, whatever has been said was disturbing, but reality is always harsh. All the more, I should'nt wait for reality to hit me, then regret not improving or realising the situation earlier, &lt;em&gt;isnt it?&lt;/em&gt; Choices. Choices. Choices. Decisions. Decisions. Should I choose to trust my own judgement, or somebody else's?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My primary teacher used to scream at the class, &lt;strong&gt;"you chose to copy your friend's answers, how do you know she is right and you are wrong?" &lt;/strong&gt;As a grown up, I don't always get to mark my own answers (decisions) against a set of &lt;u&gt;"model answers".&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In school, a credit is considered as a pass. A distinction is an outstanding pass. But in life, there is no such thing as a distinction/credit in your decision(s) made. &lt;em&gt;Even if there is&lt;/em&gt;, no one would be able to tell you that, because... ... &lt;strong&gt;life is full of uncertainties&lt;/strong&gt;. Ambiguity marres visions... ... that is why there is always &lt;strong&gt;opportunity cost(s)&lt;/strong&gt; involved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Neither is there a second chance. You don't get to "re-sit" certain stages. Nor, is there a clear cut between a right to a wrong answer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lately, my Life is more like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WRESTLING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, than &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114916496920573015?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114916496920573015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114916496920573015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114916496920573015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114916496920573015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/defeated.html' title='Defeated'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114907628047488582</id><published>2006-05-22T21:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:11:20.863+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Summer's 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;May has always been a huge month for me. This year, I have my Graduate Group Presentation, Mother's Day, Ah ma aka Shirlene's birthday and most importantly, my sis turns 21!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG. OMG. OMG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Therefore, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this rant is specially dedicated to my sweet sister...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUMMER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;21 is a great age to be because you have finally got your KEY to FREEDOM!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(But that's not a good thing to mum thou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Great Parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nice Clothes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Unlimited Fun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Countless Dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pearlie used to say "After her 21st birthday, a girl has got nothing to look forward to" because furture birthdays = getting old. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, do cherish your YOUTH! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Live it up up &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/21bd0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We grew up together. Wear Pigtails. Had the same clothes. Attend the same schools. Played Barbie Dolls. Hide &amp;amp; Seek. Love each other. Mess with each other. Piss each other. Can't do without each other. Miss each other. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Grudges, any? Of cos NOT! It has been wonderful to have you as my sis. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My dear sis... I know you have this very huge 21st birthday bash and I am pretty sad that I can't be there. Although, I can't be there personally... but I HAVE GOT A PRETTY EX PRESSIE for you!!! If you dislike it... ... I CAN HAVE IT BACK! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O' well, I am only kidding. Have a good one and I hope you like my little gift. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*PS: My dearest Yawen... I haven't forgot you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/icon0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/myspaceicons72.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/myspaceicons22.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114907628047488582?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114907628047488582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114907628047488582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114907628047488582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114907628047488582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/summers-21st.html' title='Summer&apos;s 21st'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114800075628156641</id><published>2006-05-19T10:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:52:46.316+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Back for FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;YES... I AM SOoooooooooooo BUSY. But, being a Gen Y-er, I have a life too! I always strive to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;~strike a balance between work and life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Monday I meet up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She is my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;make-up guru&lt;/span&gt; and yes, &lt;em&gt;Japanese girls are well-known for their wonders with cosmestics.&lt;/em&gt; I can close my eyes when she do my make-up for me. See, this is how much I trust her! Also, she is the only one who didn't mind to listen to my&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; retarded-japanese-language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seriously, each time I see her... ... I'll feel so ashamed of myself. She looks so perfect everyday, anytime, everywhere. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My brows are so untidy, because they do eye brows waxing here, which is so PAINFUL! Unless I really have to, else I'll hold on to it. So... ...&lt;strong&gt;she laughed at my CATERPILLAR brows.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;SObz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the past she'll tame it for me. But she did not have her tools that day so, I went to look for my beautician yesterday, to fix my brows!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also, I finally tried the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oxygen Therapy Facial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Very soothing, calming and relaxed! Did not even realised how that 1 hour passed! I think Ah ma get me started into being VAIN with all her make up and skin care post!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh yes... REI recommended me some cool stuffs for this winter season! I love my &lt;strong&gt;PINK lipstick&lt;/strong&gt;!! It looks so yummy and the casing is so pretty! Rei says she use it as a mirror. I was going WAHHHHHH... all the way when she showed me her beauty secrets... gonna meet her more often!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mu0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rei's masterpiece = my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After I have my V3x... ... I love taking photos! Lotsa photos! I wonder how long would this inspiration of &lt;em&gt;crazy-photo-taking&lt;/em&gt; hobby last. This is my &lt;strong&gt;wednesday's evening dinner&lt;/strong&gt;! The word "tired" is written ALL OVER MY FACE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/datbi0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dresses from EBAY has arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/par0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tonight I gonna have a &lt;strong&gt;Girls nite out cum slumber party with Thy and Belinda!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114800075628156641?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114800075628156641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114800075628156641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114800075628156641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114800075628156641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-for-fun.html' title='Back for FUN'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114796338731303538</id><published>2006-05-18T23:13:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:39:18.950+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Detox II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I gonna show you something that is a little... ... erm... disgusting. It is the Detox Food Patches that I've used. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Please do not look below if you are eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There are indeed many ways to detox.&lt;/span&gt; Actually, coming up and sticking to a detox diet plan can be a hassle for many of us. Dawn mentioned about the fastest way to detox; which is fasting, the easiest way to detox; drinking only fruit juices. But, this two methods will NEVER work on me. I need Food. MMMmmmm FOOD. So, that is why in my last post on DETOX, I directed you to links that guides you on what to eat during your detox period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hmmm... I feel that my short detox period has taught me how to eat vegetables and fruits! IF you know me well, you wouldnt be suprised to know how much I love meat. I am a 100% CARNIVORE. But now, I m OK with fruits and veg. Although, I am still pretty picky on veg, at least I am making an effort to eat them now. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WAY TO GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I tried using a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Detox Foot Patch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the nite before... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/e07111de.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;OMG. SO BLACK. &lt;strong&gt;The toxins in my body transformed white patches to YUCKie BLACKie!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; EEEEEEEEE!!! I am poisonous!!! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;FOR YOUR INFOR, It is believed in Eastern Medical Study that &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;toxins go downwards in the body and accumulate from tips of the toes to the ankles and that aging comes from the foot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;WAT? I know, I know.... this is what they said... because they believe that&lt;strong&gt; the feet is considered as important as a "second heart"&lt;/strong&gt; and if you know what accupunture is, you would have learnt that there are 62 accupunture points on the foot, each relating to a different organ in the body. So, that is why these patches are invented!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It is also&lt;strong&gt; recommended&lt;/strong&gt; to:- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apply patches to acupuncture points on the foot where&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;Ball&lt;/strong&gt; of the foot for upper third of the body; &lt;strong&gt;Arch&lt;/strong&gt; for middle third of the body; &lt;strong&gt;Heel&lt;/strong&gt; for lower third of the body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use it three days in a row&lt;/strong&gt; - they will become drier (less black) with repeated use on consecutive nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drink good quality water&lt;/strong&gt; when using foot patches to help flush toxins through the body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;put it on for 8 to 12 hours&lt;/strong&gt; - best done before you go to bed &amp; remove it in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Forgot to tell you the most important information, the name of the foot patches is.. "BioHeel &amp;amp; Chi Foot Patches". Go grab it from a pharmacy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;No harm trying cos, it doesn't hurt like accuputure/ foot reflex. But, after using it... I realised that I go to the toilet more often. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THINK,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; flush out toxins. Good for inner health.&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WoohOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I need to Zzzzzz now, long day tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114796338731303538?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114796338731303538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114796338731303538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114796338731303538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114796338731303538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/detox-ii.html' title='Detox II'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114783789887828545</id><published>2006-05-16T13:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-17T13:43:43.393+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Crash Entry 000</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Busy. Busy. Busy. I am so glad that preparation work for my presentation is almost done. In fact, this friday we will be concluding on everyone's work. No more fights!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;YEY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The "Mystery Shopping" exercise is completed too!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;YEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have my weekends back!!! I have worked my ass off, 14 days in a row!!! &lt;strong&gt;More Work trips too. Lots to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/trip1.gif" /&gt; Work trips have been fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How's my animation, not bad eh? I must pick up photoshop oneday so i'll have great pictures!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The photos are taken by my V3x, after I saved them into gif files... they start to look a bit. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Ahem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wooohooooooo my parcel is here! I reckon for the next 3 weeks, I'll constantly be receiving parcels from EBAY! Thank you, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Professor CJ Ho&lt;/span&gt;... ... for helping me source which external drive to buy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am so deeply indebt to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prof Ho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He is so unlucky to have gotten to know me, because he is so knowlegeable, he has to give me tution when I was in Sec School. Then, he has to help me with my assignments and now... he gives my sis tution. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last Sat I was away... could'nt wish Ah ma... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 513px; HEIGHT: 65px" height="58" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hapibdayshirlene.gif" width="624" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OOpsss.. Belated. Sorry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ah ma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 161px" height="161" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hapibdayshir.jpg" width="438" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Otherwise, poor Mich cannot get married&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(they have a pact, Mich can only get married after Ah ma is being married off).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;People like us &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ah ma, Dawn, Mich and I),&lt;/span&gt; though we are human like everyone else, but we do not grow old no matter how long we live... &lt;strong&gt;Age, YES. Old, NO.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We never cease to stand like curious children before the great mystery into which we were born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aging does not diminish the extreme disappointment of having a scoop of ice-cream fallen off from the cone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We never fail to make A LOT of noise each time we get together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Play madly like no one is watching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.... .... Aawwhhhhhh i miss them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Further to my card sent earlier to my beloved Mama... I wana declare my love, for my one and only mama again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 193px" height="193" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/mom2.gif" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Youth fades; love droops, the leaves of friendship fall; A mother's secret hope outlives them all."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel so rich with my mama's love!!&lt;/strong&gt; She is so noble. Her love is something that is inexplicable, made of devotion and of sacrifice and pain. She takes care of my sisters and I so well and most importantly, she allows me to grow up to be whoever I want to be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eh... if u ve children, u become a mother. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, if u ve a piano, that don't make u a musician.&lt;/span&gt; Why is it so, huuuurrrr??? - Ok, I'm tired, stop my silly questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stefi invited me over to celebrate Mothers Day with her mum! There are actually a lot of us... but the food was so tempting, and distracted me from taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sbdin0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that I am now, whoever I want to be in the future... ... I owe it all to my ange-licious mama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114783789887828545?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114783789887828545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114783789887828545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114783789887828545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114783789887828545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/crash-entry-000.html' title='Crash Entry 000'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114745136775704691</id><published>2006-05-12T10:36:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-14T00:59:01.803+09:30</updated><title type='text'>PUNK R.E.L.O.A.D.E.D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This &lt;strong&gt;PUNKie Thingy&lt;/strong&gt; was quite sometime ago... but when I blog about it, I didn't have the pictures. So, I am doing it again! Providing you with another snapshot! Simply because.... &lt;strong&gt; PICTURES paint a Million words&lt;/strong&gt;... you have to see it to know what we really look like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When the clock strucks 12am!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Sueann's birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wendy brought Sueann to the Hotel room and we gave her a surprise! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That was BEFORE we turned PUNK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Looks pretty normal, eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/punrox6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;I MISS YOU&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seriously, I did have trouble trying to dig for something to wear from my wardrobe. &lt;strong&gt;SUPPLY WAS SO LIMITED. &lt;/strong&gt;But I suppose I REALLY want to wear my &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LEOPARD&lt;/span&gt; prints. I want &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BIG MESSY HAIR&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I WANT TO DRAW SCARS&lt;/span&gt; on my face. I am just so INSPIRED by my favourite doll, BLYTHE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/punrox3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okies, BREATHE!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anything below is NOT for the fainthearted!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We only &lt;strong&gt;DO IT ONCE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;we will ONLY DO IT FOR SUEANN&lt;/strong&gt;. It takes a lot of effort and courage (for some of us)!!!! When Sueann saw us, u bet she is sooooo TOUCHED!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I "disfigured" my face. Paige drew a BIG STAR on her eye &amp; has BLUE hair! Wendy just turned into another wendy. Stefi look so HAPPENING! Lee was so sexy!!!! Eugene "tatoo" his back &amp;amp; put on black lipstick. Most importanly, NONE of us realised that Adrian has such a potential to be a PUNKER!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Any moment is a &lt;strong&gt;CAMERA MOMENT&lt;/strong&gt; at this party!!! &lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/punrox4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, that wasn't satisfying? Here's more to whet you appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/punkrox5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girl with Cherry Lips &amp;amp; Rosy cheeks, &lt;strong&gt;WHO COULD RESIST THAT??!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/punrox1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is SO COOL!!!!!!!! For once, &lt;strong&gt;IMPERFECTION is PERFECTION!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/punrox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Toxicated Eyes. Toxicated Lips. Toxicated Hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/punrox0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We ARE the PUNKERS! We ARE the PUNKERS!!!&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/punrox2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114745136775704691?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114745136775704691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114745136775704691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114745136775704691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114745136775704691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/punk-reloaded.html' title='PUNK R.E.L.O.A.D.E.D'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114744418192819503</id><published>2006-05-11T22:59:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:58:40.413+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Test V3x Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This week, my life is centered around WORK, ASSIGNMENTS and GRADUATE MEETINGS. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My schedule is so packed till I hardly can breathe at work!&lt;/span&gt; Gosh! I could even SMELL the presentation coming in 2 weeks time. So, today's post is a bit disjointed with my incoherant thoughts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh well, before I bore you... ... &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I SHALL STOP HARPING ON THAT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAhahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thursday Nite is SUBURB NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm too lazy to fix dinner after work. So, DINNER is out in the SUBURB!!! This also gives me the chance to test my V3x Camera Function! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wahahahha&lt;/span&gt; It is only 2 megapixels. But, it still looks pretty good to me. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/din448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~2 Sun sets~3-Colour-Bean Drink ~&lt;br /&gt;~Pork Roll Noodle Soup~Filtered Coffee~Vietnamese Eating Place~&lt;br /&gt;~Claypot Rice~Myself 2~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you wonder what&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3-Colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-Bean&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; taste like... ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINK Chendol&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I had Vietnamese Food for dinner. When I saw that &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sliver Coffee Filter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I went... ... HURRHHH??? I use a coffee plunger to make coffee... but this Filter... errmm... was it because of the fact that I was born in a big city... so, little things like this interest me? Or am I too... ermm "mountain tortise"... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I guessed technology has became such an important part of our lives. In fact, a part that we can't live without. It just phrase out lots of useful conventional tools. Like that Silver Coffee Filter. Today, you will still be able to find them in Vietnam or in some Vietnamese Restaurant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, &lt;strong&gt;I wonder if TECHNOLOGY is a friend, or a foe.&lt;/strong&gt; Say, the spell check function in MS WORDS. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HEY! I am a big fan of it and I rely on it too!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But as you become more and more dependent on it, you stop using the dictionary, you stop spelling words yourself, and do you realised that your spelling is plunging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precisely, that is what I am trying to say&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I perceived technology as a double edged sword with an &lt;strong&gt;Up&lt;/strong&gt; side and a &lt;strong&gt;Down&lt;/strong&gt; side. The Up side is of course the benefits that it brings us. Eg, they ease our daily lives. The Down side is the capabilities and skills that are lost, due to prolonged period in relying on technology. So, BEWARE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114744418192819503?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114744418192819503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114744418192819503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114744418192819503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114744418192819503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/test-v3x-camera.html' title='Test V3x Camera'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114701790553787963</id><published>2006-05-07T22:40:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:56:27.016+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Bye N7600</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is the official day where I bid my dearest Nokia 7600 farewell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/byn7600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hahahaha... I know I sound funny.  I am a very sentimental person and I get attached to my belongings easily.  So, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I love this phone, as much as I hated it.&lt;/span&gt;  I know... I know.. it is just a phone anyway.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Before I forgot... let me tell you something important &lt;strong&gt;in case you are doing Detox&lt;/strong&gt; like me.  &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE... do NOT eat oily stuffs immediately&lt;/strong&gt;.  I had KFC and MAC on the day after the end of my Detox diet (yesterday) and this morning... my stomach was  tumbling up and down like the washing machine.... I even ran to the toilet a few times and.. yes, I chucked out as well. Sorry to say that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learnt the hard way, so make sure you do not allow this to happen to you.&lt;/strong&gt;  Since I had NOT have a drip of oil for the week... I should have gone easy on my stomach for the next few days... I thought 5 days of non-oil diet is not a lot so... I rewarded myself with some ermmmmmm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oily food&lt;/span&gt; for finally learning how to eat green stuffs....  sssshhhhHHh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So tonite, I made Sushi for dinner!  That should be alright for my stomach!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/dday7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;NAh... i am kidding you.  The greeny paste is crushed avocado with crab meat.   Though, it does not look interesting, at least... it does not give me trouble later.&lt;strong&gt;  :)  &lt;/strong&gt;I miss fish balls and fish cakes.. so I put lotsa them in my Miso soup. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HHAhahaha a leopard never change its spots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114701790553787963?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114701790553787963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114701790553787963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114701790553787963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114701790553787963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/bye-n7600.html' title='Bye N7600'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114701706170959859</id><published>2006-05-06T22:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:49:41.250+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Driving = Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I reckon I would'nt have fabulous enteries for this and next weekend. But, that does'nt mean my life is going downhill. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHahha&lt;/span&gt; Only said that because I have got some part time work to do. Which is good. I thought that was a change from my usual routine, so I took it on board! Else, I'll be rotting away, anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I gonna be a &lt;strong&gt;MYSTERY SHOPPER!&lt;/strong&gt; Sounds good eh? My friend Elin, who works in a Marketing Research firm got me the deal. They need people in Aussie to complete a questionaire after visiting selected stores. OK, I can't divulge any further... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Zzzziiippppped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; HAhhaha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;For today, I went to the &lt;strong&gt;2 FURTHEREST STORE&lt;/strong&gt; that are away from the city. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/rral0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look!&lt;/span&gt; How big Aussie Land is!!! Actually, it appears more like I am cruising, than having a task on hand!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If I use public transport, &lt;strong&gt;I WILL CRY.&lt;/strong&gt; I'll have to take a bus, then take the tram, take a bus again and I still have to do a good 20 minutes walk to the first location. Not forgetting, bus intervals are so irregular on the weekends! &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(So, Elin you see... we do deserve the transport fee. hahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I am still not familar with the roads here... &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;going somewhere, that far, requires some route planning which includes map reading. &lt;/span&gt;You all know how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a map reader I am... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... but, &lt;strong&gt;HEY!&lt;/strong&gt; I have improved a lot! In fact, I am a much better navigator now. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAhhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In the past, my friends used to say, &lt;strong&gt;"You can't drive. You can't read map. You can't navigate. You can't remember routes. OMG!!!"&lt;/strong&gt; Yes... I do get on their nerves! Prince Gan hates me for that too. I have recognised my flaws long ago. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, if you need a partner to join AMAZING RACE... ...&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, Do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; Pick me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wahahhahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But they all forgotten... I can ENTERTAIN them with my hilarous personality. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAhhahaha...&lt;/span&gt; So, to all the kids out there... when your geography teacher teaches you map reading.. &lt;strong&gt;YOU BETTER LEARN!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now that I can drive, it doesn't please them much because, I am not driving much - I don't like to drive other people's car and that includes... my company car! Too stressful. &lt;em&gt;As the journey is long.. my mind wanders... ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Life is like *driving to a destination.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Before we get to our destination, there are &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tempations&lt;/span&gt; (mac drive-thru to get some food), there are &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;road humps&lt;/span&gt; that stops us for a while, there are &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pot holes&lt;/span&gt; that makes our journey uncomfortable, there are &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;horrible drivers&lt;/span&gt; that drives blindly... etc. Similarly, in life we are exposed to lots of &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;temptations, dissapointments&lt;/span&gt; that makes us hang in the air, some &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sad scences&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or bad experiences &lt;/span&gt;that makes us feel like burying our heads in a hole, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nasty people&lt;/span&gt; that keep creating trouble..etc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A cabby uncle once told me that out of 10 of his passengers, 8 of them would hurry him to drive faster because they are running late. On one hand... he knows he needs to speed because of his passenger or, his job. On the other hand...we are all aware of the consequences of speeding or disobeying traffic rules and &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; is the one who will face all the consequences&lt;/span&gt;, not the passenger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In other words, he was trying to tell me that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; we are responsible for all the decisions that we make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  So, it appears to me that DRIVING relates to Life a lot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hmmmm.... &lt;strong&gt;what are your thoughts?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114701706170959859?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114701706170959859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114701706170959859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114701706170959859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114701706170959859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/driving-life.html' title='Driving = Life?'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114685057072717011</id><published>2006-05-05T23:58:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-06T11:03:58.410+09:30</updated><title type='text'>D=Done Detox</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Early in the morning, I peeped at the last drawer, under my table, in the office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/dday05iv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TEMPTATIONS!!! TEMPTATIONS!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is just part of the junks that I've got.&lt;/span&gt; Glad that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today marks the last day on my Detox Diet&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, regardless of whatever happens... ... I'll survive!&lt;/span&gt; Just then, Geraldine pop by at my pod to show me her &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"fresh new face"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was tongue-tied. (Forgot to tell you that both of us visit the same beauty palour)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;She did NOT wear any makeup but there was this sheen of natural blush and this radiance glowing on her face. When she smiled at me, there was this aura of happiness. Seriously, &lt;strong&gt;when you look good, u feel GREAT man. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, I went speechless for the next 5 minutes or so, as she rant happily about her Omnilux Therapy Facial. GOSH! It took me so long to finally woke up from her great skin! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Money Well Spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I also got to know that... ... &lt;strong&gt;my beautician told her that I am pretty!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Ermmmm...&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; if I was pretty before I met her, can I assume that I'll be prettier under her hands? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh sorry... if only I am beautiful enough, than perhaps I won't be dreaming of being gorgeous at all. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Geeezzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geraldine &amp;amp; I started off as colleagues.&lt;/span&gt; But we hit off pretty well. Soon, we started to tell each other lotsa personal stuffs. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe me, every girl has got her own beauty secrets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Not everyone is truthful, or generous enough to share it with you. But, I have to say I have been very fortunate because I do have a few girlfriends who will bare their darkest beauty tips with me!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To all my friends out there.... I HEART ALL OF YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;To mark the completion of my Detox Program, I had dinner at Sushi Train!!! After 5 days of NO oil diet, I don't want to stress my stomach too much! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... Then, &lt;strong&gt;I went to Toys R' Us!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/dday05i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Did you know that &lt;strong&gt;Tamagotchi&lt;/strong&gt; is BACK? The older versions cost around $4 whereas, the latest "connection" series cost around $15. I used to own one of the older version, but now I want to get the lastest one!!! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think it is so cool to have one!&lt;/span&gt; Also, I &lt;strong&gt;was'nt aware that CRAZY FROG is so popular&lt;/strong&gt; till... it has got its own toys!!! Yes.. I am refering to &lt;strong&gt;that crazy frog, with crazy tunes, that you can use as your ringing tones.&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Enough of toys. &lt;strong&gt;I go shopping for my NEW TOY today! &lt;/strong&gt;I have been wanting to buy a new phone for ages!!! But, I am the kind that unless the current one breaks down, than I'll get a new one to replace it. However... my Nokia 7600 really piss me off whenever I text someone! It gives me lotsa problems when I go to parties too! I need both of my hands to press the key pad, else... ... I would'nt be able to send a message! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why I got it in the first place? &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because I am a die-hard Nokia fan and 2 years ago there wasn't much 3G Nokia phones. But this time... I opt for the PINK MOTOROLA RAZR V3x!!! I wanted to get a PINK phone for so long but, I need a 3G phone so... I WAITED FOR THIS!!!&lt;strong&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/dday05ii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's more of a close-up to my new love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/dday05iii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ain't it cool? Now I make short video clips to send to my friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's all for tonite... I need CHICKENS now... KFC!!! &lt;strong&gt;Been waiting for all week!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahaahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Dawn: Does the clock and Hp holder looks familar??? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; All the way from sg!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114685057072717011?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114685057072717011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114685057072717011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114685057072717011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114685057072717011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/ddone-detox.html' title='D=Done Detox'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114666171735979295</id><published>2006-05-03T22:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:04:56.703+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Paparazzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Detox DAY 3&lt;/strong&gt; was full of temptations. **#$$x/%Y**// (it's ok, 2 more days)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My office had Morning tea and there were lotsa good food. I actually have to turn away from the food. I feel like stabbing myself again. Of so many days... why do they want to pick today to have morning tea? I want &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PORK&lt;/span&gt;. I want &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chicken&lt;/span&gt;. I want &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG PRAWNS&lt;/span&gt;. I want &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG FISH&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stomach growling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last month, I was put to answer the following for&lt;strong&gt; this&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;month's newsletter. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Las&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;t meal you cooked/ prepared?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt; - Can't remember&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt; last n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt;ight's dinner&lt;/span&gt;, memory shortfall.&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Favourite Holiday destination?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt; -Venice maybe, or... ... &lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/span&gt; (i love to shop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Where you will be found if you're not at work?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt; -At home, tat's why I never give anyone my home number.&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt; (ssshhhhh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Last book you read?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt; - Does magazines count? It is a shame to say that apart from textbooks, i pretty much don't get to survive to the last page of a book - This shows how "knowledgeable" I am. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. All time favourite movie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt; Nothing in particular, just give me some crappy comedy to make me laugh&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What 3 things would you take with you on a deserted Island?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt; -The one that I love (tat &lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt;means &lt;/span&gt;strength&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt; to me&lt;/span&gt;), my brains and the knowledge to survive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. If you could be anyone in the world who would you be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt; &lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt;MYSELF. &lt;/span&gt;I am contented &lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt;to be who I am.even though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt;, I know I can be dumb at times. Anyway, you won't like to see me &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"destroying"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="608550522-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="762022922-14032006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="245375923-14032006"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is how it looks like after the editor's magical touch... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/arti0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hmmm... same, but kinda different from what I initially meant. Maybe I was'nt good at expressing myself. Anyway, I just wanted to make it funny. Does'nt really bother me. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just when I thought I was the only one being featured, I proudly told my family and guess what... ... my friend sent me this &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/CIMG9200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is my sister's face doing on the magazine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114666171735979295?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114666171735979295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114666171735979295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114666171735979295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114666171735979295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/paparazzi.html' title='Paparazzi'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114657968848306013</id><published>2006-05-02T23:51:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:21:35.246+09:30</updated><title type='text'>ZANY wifout Chocolates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2 into DETOX.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been good.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Trying very hard to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;resist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the abundance supply of chocolates and snacks in my drawer.  &lt;strong&gt;Temptations!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I feel like stabbing myself.  What on earth is happening to my brains?  Are they functioning?  Knowing that I want to do Detox thingy and they still allowed me to get  chocolates?!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Absolute nutcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/stroutt0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Acting a bit weird because of the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; lack of Cocoa&lt;/span&gt;!  HAhahahah... Nah, I am just pretty stressed with my assignment, that's all.  But, I'll get there! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I know.  I know.  My sisters will be mocking at my pictures.  But seriously it took me less than 5 seconds to get that done.  The exact emotions that are churning in me.  The weird me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3 more days to go... ... why on earth do I want to detox?  Don't worry, I'll keep whining to relieve my aching agony without chocolates!  For the next 3 days... u'll get COMPLAINT QUEEN!!!  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Hope that does not deter you from reading my blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114657968848306013?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114657968848306013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114657968848306013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114657968848306013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114657968848306013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/zany-wifout-chocolates.html' title='ZANY wifout Chocolates'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114657798727405066</id><published>2006-05-01T23:23:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:29:35.393+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Labour Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;For most of my friends in sg... &lt;strong&gt;1st May is a public holiday&lt;/strong&gt;.  But for us here... we are slogging away.  &lt;strong&gt;WAIT&lt;/strong&gt;, that's not for me because, &lt;strong&gt;I've got sick leave!&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, I kinda have my Labour Day too!  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What a true singaporean.... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But... I think boredom will just kill me at home.  Stay in the house will make me more sick!  So, I decided!  I have to get out of the house even if I am supposed to rest at home!  But as you know, my office is located in the City.  So, I had to &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;disguised myself&lt;/span&gt;, don't want to be recognised by anyone, especially by my colleagues!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hidaway0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, I wore my Poorboy cap.  Sorry, I meant my Newsboy cap.  &lt;em&gt;HAhhaa&lt;/em&gt;  Freak not, I did &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; leave the house with my shades on.  Geeesss!  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I look more like a panda in that&lt;/span&gt;!  I got that pair of shades as a gift from LIVE! store at their opening (cos I bought that fury cardigian).  So, that answers why it does'nt really suit me.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Being the first day of my Detox &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Program&lt;/span&gt;.. I had &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Green Bean Soup&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast.  Presenting, my dinner!!!  Stir-fry veggies &amp; grilled fish wrap!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/dday01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Alritey!  I need to knock out now... don't want to call in sick again for tomorrow.  :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114657798727405066?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114657798727405066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114657798727405066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114657798727405066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114657798727405066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/05/labour-day.html' title='Labour Day?'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114640894531738502</id><published>2006-04-30T23:25:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:51:37.450+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Back to Basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Waking up at 7am on Sunday is a challenge.  Especially on cold mornings.  But this morning, we are SO MOTIVATED to wake up early!  &lt;em&gt;Yea... but not motivated to dress up.  Cold weather makes everyone lazy.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I had hair treatment and they are looking quite healthy today!  So, abide the rules... thou shall not stress their hair!  Thou MUST let their face breathe too!!!  That's why I am back to basics -&lt;em&gt; No dressing up games &amp; I don't even bother to tame my fringe.&lt;/em&gt;  Looking at the plain me... can be quite doggy, yet simple... sometimes, I quite like it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/tmkt4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Off to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Torrens Market&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to do shopping for my 5-day DETOX PROGRAME!&lt;/span&gt;  To get the freshest groceries!   Sip Eng is so supportive to show us the way there this morning :)  We decided to get "FAMOUS" together &lt;em&gt;- Don't worry if i don't make sense to you because, this is a code between us  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WAahahhha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Alritey!  Lets see what have they got inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/tmkt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Apart from seafood, they sell fruits and vegetables too.  But, that is located at another section.  There was so much attention on my friends and I when we had our photos taken.  - That is why my smile was FROZEN.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Hey!  I get embarassed too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everyone must be thinking, "&lt;strong&gt;What is so interesting about all the seafood &amp; the market?"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But we are happily snapping away.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Risking it all... ...for me, to BLOG.  For you, to READ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/tmkt0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We bought lotsa fruits, a large pizza size bread for tonite's dinner, crabs to cook chilli crab, lotsa fish... etc!  Sip Eng &amp; I could'nt resist the temptation because the oysters was so fresh!  &lt;strong&gt;They actually have someone to dive into the waters and get the freshiest oysters for YOU!  &lt;/strong&gt;So, we got our lemon and eat it there immediately!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;GOOD FOOD = MUST EAT FAST. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We also had some Spuds and DONUTS for breakfast!  Chocolate coated.  Cinamon icing.  Jam &amp; Cream toppings.  Finger licking good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/tmkt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shall declare that my 5-DAY DETOX PROGRAM starts tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;  So, today... I'll feed my tummy to her content!  Seriously, I can't believe that I can make it to taste so good!  Mummy must be proud of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/tmkt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114640894531738502?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114640894531738502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114640894531738502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114640894531738502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114640894531738502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to Basics'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114624187339539497</id><published>2006-04-28T23:30:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:28:48.373+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Vitamin C Infusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Full on FRIDAY...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Graduate Group Meeting&lt;/span&gt; had an early headstart in the morning followed by &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lunch date&lt;/span&gt; with my colleagues. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The meeting was seriously stressful!&lt;/span&gt; The topic. The people. Testing my EQ, IQ, Patience... etc... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SWEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Almost took away all my brain juices!!!&lt;/strong&gt; That is not all... my &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;writting class&lt;/span&gt; was immediately after lunch! That was good thou. But, one event after another makes life SUPER HECTIC!!! The last thing for today was what I have been looking forward to... ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My facial appointment!&lt;/span&gt; I can't wait to share this with you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Finally, I had my very own &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VITAMIN C Infusion Treatment to the Eyes&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! I was so excited to look at my eyes when the treatment was completed. I had a good look at my face and... .... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MIRACULOUSLY, THE PANDA EYES ARE GONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eyes are more beautiful than ever. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BLINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BLINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/vitc0i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;See it for yourself! (Ignore the face without makeout)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all know Vitamin C is good for the skin. So, what is that Vitamin C to the Eye thingy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it is an intensive dosage of Vitamin C to the eye area to boost skin firmness, reduced fine lines, encouraged cell turnover, puffiness and dark circles.   &lt;u&gt;Freak NOT as NO NEEDLES is involved&lt;/u&gt;. There is just a slight tingling sensation upon the application of the fluid... but that is only momentary... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I am the SUPER 101 questions kinda person. So, I found out that... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You'll get to see the effect immediately after the treatment &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WAHHhhhss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The first treatment will last for a week &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ErrMMmmsss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is best to do it for a course to "fix up" the problem than &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OOhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maintain it by using eye gel and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OorrrHHhsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You can spread the treatments out later on.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kkkkss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OOohhhhhhhhh more sparking eyes!!! WOoohoooOOO!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The eyes are the windows to your soul.&lt;/span&gt; They are the &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;most powerful tool to capture someone's attention.&lt;/span&gt; So, WORKED THEM!!! For now, dark circles are not a major problem to me but the over-exposure to eye make-up, the sun's harmful rays.. bla..bla... prevention is better than CURE. Don't wait till it is too late to do anything!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/vitc0ii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For the first time, I finally dare to bare my forehead. I hate my BIG FACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This Clarins beauty palour was extremely hard to get into - they are always booked out!!! Yawen said that I am SO-NOT-SG-LIKE so, I had to practised the Singaporean Spirit! I pre-booked my next and next next appointment!!!! WHahahhahahahha... I felt like a WINNER. Whahhaha... I am going for Oxygen Facial during my next visit. Will keep you updated too. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114624187339539497?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114624187339539497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114624187339539497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114624187339539497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114624187339539497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/vitamin-c-infusion.html' title='Vitamin C Infusion'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114614843480298140</id><published>2006-04-27T23:03:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-28T00:37:24.903+09:30</updated><title type='text'>D for DETOX</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Part of &lt;strong&gt;my 2007 resolutions includes having &lt;u&gt;a balanced diet&lt;/u&gt; and a &lt;u&gt;healthy lifestyle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hmmm... u can pretty much say that... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;targetting to acheive total wellness for my BODY, MIND &amp; SPIRIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To feel good inside out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ok, admit it. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We all love junks&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We all have PMSie Days where the most effective remedy is to binge on JUNK food. We all have hectic schedules so, we are all switching to convenient meals that are encased in cellophane. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well... one thing for sure, &lt;strong&gt;our bodies doesn't lie&lt;/strong&gt; and if "&lt;strong&gt;you are what you eat&lt;/strong&gt;", than I am in serious trouble with all the take-aways, instant noodles, JUNK food... microwaved meals... processed food... etc. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ssshhhh.. that only started recently.. :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shivers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DETOX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;has finally hit me and I think, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe you should give some thought to it as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/detoxpic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Detox, cleanse &amp; fasting&lt;/span&gt; is all about&lt;strong&gt; restoring your body to its natural state of health &amp;amp; vitality.&lt;/strong&gt; This is acheived &lt;strong&gt;by purging the toxics&lt;/strong&gt; residues that are stored in your body as a result of poor lifestyle, eating habits and environmental pollution. You'll be looking at a whole lot of benefits ranging from better health, weight loss, looking great, feeling great and etc after cleaning all the garbage out of ur system!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sounds good isn't it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am definitely going to plan my detox prog and work it for next week.&lt;/strong&gt; MY 5 day DETOX PROG! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WooohoooO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; If you are quick enough, you may catch up with me and we'll do it TOGETHER!!! The more the merrier!!! Uber-fun!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have done some reading and I found that About.com provides the best know-hows to get you started on Detoxification! So, I gonna refer you there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Only reason why I am refering you there instead of &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; doing the write up is because I am not a dietian and I am nowhere near to be qualified to talk about these. So, have pleasure reading! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is useful... &lt;strong&gt;read it for the sake of &lt;u&gt;better health&lt;/u&gt; and a &lt;u&gt;better YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've learnt heaps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*PS, I have provided all the links, u can read them selectively if you are well-informed of the subject. If you do on a search on About, you probably do not need to refer to the following. Believe me, the articles aren't lengthy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Detox Screening Quiz&lt;/strong&gt; - So, do you really need to detox?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/od/detoxcleansing/l/bl_quiz_detox.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/od/detoxcleansing/l/bl_quiz_detox.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is a detox diet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/DetoxBasics.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/DetoxBasics.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do I choose a detox diet&lt;/strong&gt; - any side effects? who should NOT detox? how frequent to de-tox?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/DetoxBasics_2.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/DetoxBasics_2.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Detox Diet Plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/Detox_Diet_Plan.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/Detox_Diet_Plan.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List of food to eat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/od/detoxcleansing/a/Foods_Eat.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/od/detoxcleansing/a/Foods_Eat.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List of food to avoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/od/detoxcleansing/a/Foods_Avoid.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ayurveda Type Quiz&lt;/strong&gt; - To customise ur detox diet according to ur type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/library/quiz/bl_quiz_ayurveda.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/library/quiz/bl_quiz_ayurveda.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not convinced of ur Ayurveda results? You can try again at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/2/a/Dosha.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/2/a/Dosha.htm&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am very convinced that I am a Vata/ Pita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;Foods for your type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/2/a/ayurveda.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/2/a/ayurveda.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proper Elimination = drink lemon water flush out the toxins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Detox sample menu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/DetoxMenu.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/DetoxMenu.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essential nutrients for Detox Support&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/od/detoxcleansing/a/Detox_Nutrients.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/od/detoxcleansing/a/Detox_Nutrients.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You might also be interested in: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Low Stomach Acid Assessment - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/library/weekly/bl_quiz_hypochlorhydria.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/library/weekly/bl_quiz_hypochlorhydria.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Positive Energy Test - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/library/weekly/bl_quiz_positive_energy.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/library/weekly/bl_quiz_positive_energy.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some Detox Recipes - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/Ricci_Recipes.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/dietarytherapy/a/Ricci_Recipes.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Detox Diet IQ Quiz - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/library/quiz/bl_quiz_detox_iq.htm"&gt;http://altmedicine.about.com/library/quiz/bl_quiz_detox_iq.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's all. Let me know how you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="884264302-26042006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHEERS TO GOOD HEALTH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114614843480298140?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114614843480298140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114614843480298140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114614843480298140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114614843480298140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/d-for-detox.html' title='D for DETOX'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114597853860320982</id><published>2006-04-26T00:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:55:11.676+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Life's Simplest Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sherilyn's LIST of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;TEN OF LIFE's SIMPLEST PLEASURE&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/sherilyn412/girlwithlolly.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I was tagged by Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This list is compiled in no particular order of preference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;- This is such a strong component in my life that holds me together. In fact, it completes me &amp; keeps me going. There are so many different kinds of love. Parental love, Siblings' Love, The lovers' love, Love for friends... etc. LOVE MAKES THE WORLD!!! Ain't it a blessing to love and be loved in return? It is so wonderful and the kindness that LOVES produces is amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accepted&lt;/strong&gt;- To be accepted by others in a group, in the work place and especially in a different environment. That'll warm my heart. I wana thank everyone that has accepted me... ... as a soul mate, a friend, a colleague, a student, a daughter, a sister, etc... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Generousity&lt;/strong&gt; - I ADORE PPLE WITH BIG HEARTS. I meant the gift of generousity. It's NOT the price tag that I am talking about. It is the generousity from the heart, to forgive, to let go, to help, to accept... ... Somethimes we need to seek forgiveness, sometimes we need to be accepted, sometimes we just need to someone to let go and have faith in us in watever that we want to do, even if they don't understand or agree with what we want to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Togetherness&lt;/strong&gt; - I love to be able to catch up &amp;amp; get together with the people that I know, at least for every once in a while. It makes me feel my presence and I like the feeling of being "connected". I'll feel that it is a joy to have them around or... be around for them. United we stand, Divided we fall!!! (same goes for my family)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nature&lt;/strong&gt; - The nature stirs something in me. The sounds awakes my senses, the floral &amp; fauna excites me, the waters calms and soothes my tired soul, being there makes me feel that I am a living thing too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace - &lt;/strong&gt;I appreciate peace &amp;amp; quietness as much as I love to go to parties. Feeling peaceful is so relaxing, it prepares me to go into deeper thoughts, searching for the next direction in life. The quietness that comes with peace makes me feel so at ease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laughter&lt;/strong&gt; - Laughter is the best medicine in the world. It breaks an icy cold room, it calms the uncertain soul... it lightens someone's problem...etc Laughter brings joy, joy makes me happy and happiness keeps me sweet!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Art &lt;/strong&gt;- Being able to sketch whatever that is in front of me, expressing my feelings &amp; tots on the paper, or even vandalising the paper with my abstract sketches makes me feel good about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Innocence in kids&lt;/strong&gt; - I adore kids for their innocence, each time they smile, I'll soften and crumble inside... Sometimes they try to pretend as though they know a lot. But whatever that they say is just untrue and each time they bullshit me... it is HILARIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dressing up&lt;/strong&gt; - It is so fun to see so many sides of me. Punk, rock, girl-next-door, the sportie look, the Office Lady look... bla... bla... bla... It is not a task but rather a hobby to transform/ create a different look for myself. Being able to do that brings excitment and it makes me feel good too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alritey.. doens'nt sound that I am hard to please rite? Now that you have read my own list of 10 life's simplest pleasure... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am going to&lt;strong&gt; tag&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Dawn aka Xiao Bai, Shirlene aka Ah ma, Huimin aka Buddy, Missy Elin Sim, Pearlie dearlie &amp;amp; WP&lt;/strong&gt; for now. (Don't be lazy, don't act blur and don't copy har!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114597853860320982?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114597853860320982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114597853860320982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114597853860320982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114597853860320982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/lifes-simplest-pleasure.html' title='Life&apos;s Simplest Pleasure'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114597137194829724</id><published>2006-04-25T22:52:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:16:56.520+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Car Wash</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;WooohoOOO! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY ANZAC DAY!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love public holidays&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last week we had a long weekend. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day after good friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (sat), &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Easter MON!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That was a 4 day work week. This week, we have Anzac Day which is TODAY! So, it is another 4 day work week for us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;WooohoOOO!!! All the holidays are making me lazy to get back on my assignments/ work!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess, what did I today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SHOPPING? NAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was a fine day, perfect for... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/sherilyn412/girlwithcar.gif" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i wish i look this gd @ the car wash hahhaha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In sg, you probably would choose to wash your car at your residence. But here in Aussie, did you know we are not suppose to do that? Yea.... that is a&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; regulation to prevent dirty waters from entering the drains.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/cwas0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Car washing is easy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEY!&lt;/strong&gt; I thought how difficult it can be. In the past, back in hostel days, everyone wants to polish their cars and they use special cleaning agents... bla..bla..bla.. CAR WASH becomes science to me. Thus, I always have this mentality of leaving it to the professionals &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- but if you drive a BMW or such expensive cars... yea.. go to the professionals if you do not want to do it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But, if you can do it... ... why leave it to the professionals? &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use the money on something else to pamper urself. Like.. SHOPPING!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/cwas1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Whenever u watch others do it, more often than not, it seem to appeal to you that car washing is a tedious chore (thou not so for the owner). But, come to think of it... ... it's only 3 steps in total. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;First, head to the &lt;strong&gt;Dry station&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to vacuum the car&lt;/strong&gt;. They even have machinese that emits fragrance after you are done with ur vacuum work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Second, the &lt;strong&gt;Wet station&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;for the soap n water action&lt;/strong&gt;. This is not those auto-wash station. It's D-I-Y. I LOVE THAT AREA. I used to play with my friends there and, there was once, I met this guy who drove my dream car!!! He even allowed me to drive his car but, back than I haven't even got my drivers license. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Sobs...... O' well... tat was the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After all the dirt has gone. The car is sparkling clean, but wet. Third step would be to move back to the &lt;strong&gt;Dry station, to wipe it dry&lt;/strong&gt; and you are DONE!!! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doesn't sound difficult at all, isn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drove in ur car out of the blue for a wash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; They have machines that sells cloths and sponges with or without special liquid in them that promises to leave a protective layer on ur car. So, basically... ... there is no excuses for you to have dirty cars. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/cwas2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;OKies... that's all the water for the car. I need liquid for myself too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;Ice Age II&lt;/em&gt; today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114597137194829724?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114597137194829724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114597137194829724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114597137194829724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114597137194829724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/car-wash.html' title='Car Wash'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114579943343910705</id><published>2006-04-22T23:07:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:24:43.266+09:30</updated><title type='text'>IKEA Opens</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IKEA Opens on 20 April 2006!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you think MOS is big in sg... IKEA is HUGE here! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;It is featured on TV, the news, the radio, in the office, lotsa pple talking about it... ... it's absolutely everywhere!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9000 carparks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but still... ... it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT ENOUGH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  It has caused a &lt;strong&gt;major traffic jam since the day they have opened!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let us pressume that there are at least 2 person in each car... 9000 cars means... they have at least 18,000 people in their store???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;No wonder getting there... ...&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean you'll get a chance to park your car.&lt;br /&gt;Having parked your car... ...&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean you'll get to go into the store immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You gotta WAIT for ur chance at the LONG QUEUE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I considered myself to be very lucky because I ve made it there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Whaahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ik03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;~ Look how blue the sky is! How fluffy the clouds are!!! It's such a beautiful day!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Previously, I have browsed at their online catalog... so I kinda know wat I want to buy.  As it was already 4pm when I got there (they close at 5pm) and I haven't had lunch... ... so, it's &lt;strong&gt;FOOD first.  Shopping later. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ik02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;~ I LOVE MY HAIR TODAY!!!&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The food queue was extremely long and NOT moving &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;(18,000 traffic wat am i thinking!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  When I finally got to the counter... I grabbed myself a slice of Almond Cake, Scrimp Sandwich and a soft drink! &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(But the portion is rather small... can't satisfy a growing girl like me!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Believe me, I haven't eaten at the Ikea's Restaurant in Singapore.  So, I don't know what you have in Sg - you tell me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After I got my food and finally finished lunch... it was already 4:45pm.  There goes my shopping.  I decided to browse the stall first, look at what I want to buy and come back another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ik01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I used to visit the IKEA in sg so I know, this is something new to my sg friends.  Isn't the IKEA here huge?  They even have this &lt;strong&gt;warehouse that is open to the public&lt;/strong&gt;.  Recently, work has exposed myself to ensure that a property is adequately insured.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, I was thinking... ...the cardboard boxes of stocks are stacked so high in the shelves... wat if it falls on someone?!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh well... forget about that.  This kind of pessimism comes with the job.  I am too into properties!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ik04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;~ Here's the price chart of HOTDOGS!  How does it present as compared to the ones in sg?&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I said I wasn't full... I got my hotdog with lotsa mustard and ketchup!!!  This is one thing that &lt;strong&gt;I MUST Have&lt;/strong&gt; when I go to IKEA, anywhere in the world, unless they don't have it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Bit early to go home at 6pm... so... I got Sip Eng, Stefi + Prince Gan for a K session!!!  We had fun becos I sang a super cute song that brings them back their younger days.  Nah... actually we always have fun becos we are too funny. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WAHhahahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Initially we went to this place for dinner, but... they stop taking orders at 9pm!!!!  AArrggghhhh!!!  That is horrifying!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sfd0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, we had dinner at the restaurant in the casino.  I wish I can take pictures in the casino... there are so many beautiful spots for a camera moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114579943343910705?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114579943343910705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114579943343910705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114579943343910705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114579943343910705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/ikea-opens.html' title='IKEA Opens'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114563081131315759</id><published>2006-04-21T23:45:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:27:44.420+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Wat a FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It got cold lately. Last nite, I was too lazy to go out to get &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dinner cum supper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(cos I had late lunch)&lt;/em&gt; so, &lt;strong&gt;I cooked &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ba Kut Teh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kinda missed the taste of it, especially the hot pepper taste, the smell of the spices... ...the MEAT!!! Most importantly, it fills me... warms me and it is believed to be able to get rid of the "wind" in ur body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Whoever who says it is too difficult to cook... ...&lt;br /&gt;IF I can do it, so can you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bakuteh0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went to bed 1 hour after my supper. It is really bad. &lt;em&gt;Kids, please &lt;strong&gt;do this&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/strong&gt; the supervison of ur parents&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Haahhaha...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;else you'll be smacked&lt;/strong&gt;! But, as I said it was so cold.. at least 10 degress outside, so you could imagine how sweet my dream was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's why I woke up late this morning!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I was late to do my Photoshoot II. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The day before yesterday I did Part I. Prince Gan suggested that I shouldn't flash my &lt;em&gt;"megawatt winning smile"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;becos I am in office wear... so I should look stern&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So, I ended up with all the super subborn and "black face" look, as if I am arguing with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The actual fact is... I am required to dress in executive wear, hold a mobile phone and smile. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I feel like strangling him!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That is why I need to re-do it. Previously it took 8 mins, it was roughly about there today. It was meant for some posters, not magazines... and it'll only be a small picture, no need to be so particular. &lt;em&gt;HAHahhahahaa...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;so you see... that's why I was chosen to do it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I rushed out of the house, although I managed to get to work on time but, my day was just weird &lt;strong&gt;WITHOUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my ipod,&lt;br /&gt;my watch,&lt;br /&gt;my breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;my lunchbox,&lt;br /&gt;cash in the wallet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The worse thing is...&lt;/strong&gt; my colleague played a prank on me (becos I played a prank on her the other day)... I ran all the way to the lift &amp;amp; I bumped into another colleague. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HIT HEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Made an absolute fool of myself. But... who cares! Fridays are meant to be light-hearted!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/pshot0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've chosen one. Which one do you think it is the best? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114563081131315759?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114563081131315759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114563081131315759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114563081131315759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114563081131315759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/wat-friday.html' title='Wat a FRIDAY'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114553988350836063</id><published>2006-04-20T21:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-22T00:38:54.213+09:30</updated><title type='text'>S-T-R-E-S-S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today, I shall pronouce that the word &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"STRESS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is taboo!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been cursed!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I merely mentioned about it in my previous post and this week it hit me! For the past 5 months, I HAVE NEVER BEEN STRESSED - ignore those stress caused by &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I-dunno-wat-to-wear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next Friday would probably be a super busy day for me... cos I have my graduate group meeting (1 of those regular group meetings, where we would discuss our research for our group assignment, throw in ideas, trash each other, stress each other as the presentation date draws nearer) and I have my Writting classes in the noon... busy busy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, does it sound that I am working? I AM! That is part of my work, on top of the watever property related stuffs that I do. &lt;em&gt;Talking about writting classes... I am so excited becos I'll ve my first lesson tml!&lt;/em&gt; Its an Essential Writting Skills Course targetted to guide you in... writting of cos! HAhahahha... I registered myself for that as it is part of the work package... &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, might as well get the most out of it, rite?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh yes, &lt;strong&gt;I feel that I owe my eyes an apology.&lt;/strong&gt; I made them read so many documents, articles, research papers, words, commas &amp;amp; full-stops. I forced them to open up wide every morning... I rubbed them so hard to clean away my make-up... ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For that, I have decided... ... my eyes deserve a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TREAT&lt;/span&gt;!!! I've scheduled for an &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intensive Vitamin C infusion to my eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; The Clarins person told me that it'll reduce puffiness, dark circles... INSTANTLY! So, it'll definitely perk me up! - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll keep you updated about this later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;HAPPY 25th BIRTHDAY NICHOLAS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well well. wat can I say? (For once, i called you n-i-c-h-o-l-a-s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't bump into you at the escalators, &lt;strong&gt;If&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't know that you want to know that girl with long straight black hair, &lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; it wasn't Melvin, &lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; you weren't my classmate... ... &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IF it wasn't for those, I guessed we would still be strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But.. 4 years of friendship... still counting... &lt;strong&gt;the best gift is... ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY FRIENDSHIP of cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;Whahahaha... ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/22718642-114553988350836063?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114553988350836063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114553988350836063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114553988350836063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114553988350836063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/s-t-r-e-s-s.html' title='S-T-R-E-S-S'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114544129276437890</id><published>2006-04-19T19:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-22T00:55:50.136+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Easter Monday treats at Cocolat! This rant is all about Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In the Book of Divine Indulgences, Elaine Sherman&lt;/span&gt; wrote, "&lt;em&gt;Chocolate caused certain endocrine glands to secrete hormones that affect your feelings and behaviour by making you happy. Therefore, it counteracts depression, in turn reducing the stress of depression. Your stress-free life helps you maintain a youthful diposition, both physically and mentally. &lt;strong&gt;So, eat lots of chocolate!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I guessed, my love for chocolates evolved during my final year in SP. All started by SooLing. She is hilarious.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She eats&lt;strong&gt; A LOT&lt;/strong&gt; of chocolates.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The funny part is.. she drinks herbal tea.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Her theory is...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the herbal tea which is believed to have the cooling effect will neutralize the heati-ness from the chocolates, so u'll reduce the occurrence of sore throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;In other words, on one hand it is as though you are feeding poison and the other, the antidote simultaneously.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ridiculous, but I followed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahhahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I have no choice, becos Chocolates are my instant energy booster!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;A chocolate a day, keeps wrinkles away!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Once, I entered COCOLAT, I declare that the 3 basic food groups should be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MILK CHOCOLATE, WHITE CHOCOLATE, DARK CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;oopps... ... one more... ... CHOCOLATE TRUFFLES.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Make it &lt;strong&gt;4 basic food groups&lt;/strong&gt; than. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;When u are in that shop, or any chocolate shop.. like cocolat, max bruener etc... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;basic food groups determined by Nutritionist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(dairy products, fruits, vege, grains &amp;amp; meat group)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VANISHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIETING DO NOT EXISTS TOO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eat whatever that you want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Life is too short to worry about fats. I know they are girls' enemies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My body tells me that they hate them too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;comeon, a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;color:#6666cc;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Let me quote you, "&lt;em&gt;Chemically speaking, chocolate really is the world's perfect food&lt;/em&gt;," from the Emperors of chocolate: Inside the Secret World of Hershey and Mars. Indeed, it is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The taste of chocolate is a sensual pleasure in itself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Indulging in the wicked pleasure of chocolate is such a secretive personal experience.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mmmm.... The melt in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:city&gt; mouth, sublime in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; throat...... swallowed down after taste... ... Awwwwhhhhhh... no wonder our stress are all gone!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;By the way, are u reaching for a bar of chocos now?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you aren't, I am.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So, this entry ends here. Go get a bar of chocolate!!!! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I cant reject them for they look too heavenly too me... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I am crazy. Crazy over chocolates even if you aren't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114544129276437890?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114544129276437890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114544129276437890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114544129276437890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114544129276437890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/chocolate.html' title='Chocolate'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114537200896550293</id><published>2006-04-16T23:23:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:36:44.313+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Picking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Time for some fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I cleaned up my room again! Hey, I am not dirty. I admit that I m untidy becos I have lotsa stuffs hanging around. So, I need to pack them away constantly otherwise, I'll tripped and fall again. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, again&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;HAhahaha.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;O'well... since I want fresh fruits... &lt;strong&gt;how about some freshly picked strawberries?!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sberi0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You know, I am that &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;say-it&lt;/span&gt; and I must &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do-it&lt;/span&gt; kind. So, I pestered Kenny to bring me to the Strawberry Farm in Harndoff. Actually, it was Belinda who suggested it. The rest were busy so... I forced him to take me. Whahahha... but isn't it a form of morning excercise too? &lt;em&gt;I love that tree with yellow leaves.. i think it is becos of the changing season tat's y the leaves turned yellow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When I entered the farm, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I smell strawberries EVERYWHERE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sberi1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today's strawberry picking experience told me that: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The really red ones are really sweet&lt;br /&gt;The less red ones are less sweet&lt;br /&gt;Big does'nt mean it is better&lt;br /&gt;Small doesnt mean it is not worth picking&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I mean... size doesnt matter. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;The prettier ones are always hidding under the leaves&lt;br /&gt;The ones hanging out are usually rotten becos of constant exposure to the sun&lt;br /&gt;and... ...looks &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DOES&lt;/span&gt; matter becos I know u dun want to eat the ugly ones&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sberi2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was quite surprised to discover that the crops were so low... I tot they would be taller. The owner told us that they can only be tall unless it is grown hydroponically otherwise, they'll be this low. So, it aint cool to pick strawberries cos u'll end up with&lt;em&gt; sore neck, sore back... sore everywhere. &lt;strong&gt;Also,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;if you hate mud, can't stand the sight of insects, hate dirt... this is definitely not recommended.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chop chop and we are done and we ended up with lots of strawberries! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I ate a lot as I picked them too!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;SSshhhhh..... and I left the farm, &lt;strong&gt;smell like a walking strawberry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114537200896550293?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114537200896550293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114537200896550293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114537200896550293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114537200896550293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/strawberry-picking.html' title='Strawberry Picking'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114537011371961960</id><published>2006-04-14T23:51:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:43:00.500+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;As I walked thru the prime CBD district yesterday, everyone rushed passed me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They gobble their sandwiches, takes big strides, carrying that "&lt;em&gt;I m very busy, now get out of my way"&lt;/em&gt; look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WOOOHHHH! TAKE IT EASY MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But this sent me pondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are all of us &lt;u&gt;operating under a time crunch&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Seriously, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;is it because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;being the smartest among all animals that's y we have to face more stress?&lt;/span&gt; Wahahahha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Hmmm... &lt;strong&gt;we are stressed&lt;/strong&gt; at work/ in school by deadlines.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are stressed&lt;/strong&gt; at home (making ends meet/ pay bills).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are stressed&lt;/strong&gt; by our family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are stressed&lt;/strong&gt; by our goals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Basically, &lt;strong&gt;stress has become part of our lives&lt;/strong&gt; and for some of us, &lt;em&gt;it affected us so badly to the extent that it has transformed us to become someone whom we barely understood&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(am saying this becos I was onced a huge victim of stress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Well, the constant pressure from deadlines causes fatigue and frustration. When we can't achieve the results that we want, that make us feel so frustrated and that creates an even LARGER amt of stress!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;On the outside we seemed to be constantly on the run but deep inside, we are running on an empty tank, feeling as though we are accomplishing very little... ...as a result, PESSIMISM grows.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tell me about pessimism.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It wrecks our confidence, self esteem, EQ, IQ, blablabla.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The worse thing of all is... ...we become so short tempered especially to our loved ones.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;AGREE?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But the irony is that&lt;strong&gt; the more we do, the further we seem to lag behind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;We spent so much time on working, or doing things, instead of spending enough time on straightening our tots. By time we realized that we are not doing well, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we start to &lt;em&gt;wonder if we have been missing out a lot in life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;I am one of those who wish to have 48 hours a day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don't you agree with me that there are so many of us who simply do not have enough hours in a day to do whatever that we want to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to whip up a table of cuisine, spend time with the ones that I care, take care of my small yet large apartment, play my guitar, have a great workout at Next Gen then sit by the fire there to read a good book, have a cuppa and stare in the air to daydream... etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The next question is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where to find my 48hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;Well, instead of going on a short getaway, I decided to spend my easter long weekend to chill at home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After I got back from sg, I am constantly on the move, I guessed this is a really good time to catch up with myself!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="justify"&gt;What about you?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Have you been slogging hard recently?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take a break. It's time to recharge your energy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114537011371961960?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114537011371961960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114537011371961960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114537011371961960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114537011371961960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of Plans'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114493432893666766</id><published>2006-04-13T22:48:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:55:05.600+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Eve of Gd Fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I think I had done well for the past two weeks... been digging the research files till no day no nite! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the eve of good friday, I decided to knock off at 3pm!  Woohoooo!!! This is a long weekend.  Good Friday, the day after good fri and easter mon!  Ehhhh... knock off early to do some shopping :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am a BAD-BAD girl... I MUST cut down my shopping expenses! - &lt;em&gt;But today, I bought chocos &amp; stuffs for easter.. does that count?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/newcol0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went to SPOTLIGHT.  &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN???!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yea.. to get red cloth.  &lt;strong&gt;RED TO WARD OFF EVIL!&lt;/strong&gt;  WAhahah.. Nah.. I want to try to make myself a red bolero &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;As I combed thru the streets... I found another necklace that I would'nt mind to pay for that kinda price.  Second to my iron key necklace.  I like the blue spag top too! All the new colours to my wardrobe!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since the sun can't shine for me during Winter... I need bright colours to cheer me up! &lt;em&gt;- dunno wat kinda theory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... Prince Gan buy me dinner at my favourite Vietnamese Restaurant!  Now, I am like a happy little girl with new toys to play with and a huge belly to hop around with.  &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bbbuuurrrpp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114493432893666766?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114493432893666766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114493432893666766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114493432893666766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114493432893666766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/eve-of-gd-fri.html' title='Eve of Gd Fri'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114484124774605219</id><published>2006-04-10T20:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:18:15.796+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Academically Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Double bliss today!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Firstly, I received my confirmation email from the Golden Key Group. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Officially, I AM A MEMBER in the GOLDEN KEY GROUP as of TODAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is just the sweetness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Having to discover from the mailbox that...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am on DEANS MERIT LIST AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For the second year!!!! It's the icing on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was told that it is easy for first year students to get into Golden Key Group becos first year courses are pretty easy - being the foundation year. But I got my invitation based on my final semester results!!!! &lt;em&gt;U mean.... I belong to crem of the crop?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was shocking, becos I din expect both. Well, having said that makes me sound really dumb becos getting in Golden Key should ve given me the indication tat Merit list would come next. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't even know i had done well. I am in a race where I compete against myself... so I dunno how others flare and it makes it even harder to gauge, becos here I am struggling to survive when Prince Gan is just a genius... a too difficult study cum project partner. But everyone was so hardworking in the final semester... and like I told u before, I HATE FINANCE Courses! Maths MAKE ME MAD!!!!!! So, I was'nt expecting this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By the way, I am... FLying over the moon. In fact, all over the moon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/letofnot0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have one million tots flowing in my mind becos i still cant believe that studies is OVER now, I am 2 mths in my Graduate Prog, still without any idea of how I managed to won myself this programme amidst 300 other applicants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you think I must be some geek, &lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(Long story abt to begin, this is for YAWEN who is doing her A levels)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Frankly speaking, I was like a piece of shit in pri sch. In fact, I wonder y I get presents when I came in 30th in a class of 36. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;blushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;Even my mum says, out of her 3 daughters... I AM THE DUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I can't even speak proper english in pri 1 and my Form teacher meet my Mum so often becos my studies was horrible. This also gives u an idea tat I am the kind that ve lots of remedial classes aft sch.  But I know my art is good, because usually my drawings are displayed along the gallery &amp; i was always invited to join some kids art competition. Dancing is like a piece of cake to me too. Mainly BECOS.. I DON'T EXCEL in studies so I spend my time doing what I think I am good at, which is my ECA. Mummy would usually say &lt;em&gt;"if only u spend more time in ur studies... not dancing..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Luckily, I got into the Express stream... I guessed that is when I woke up from &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"my perfect world&lt;/span&gt;". I hate geography, but i could score 80marks in history, bullshitting stories in the exam. Dunno how i managed to get to do pure science &lt;em&gt;(what my mum says smart kids do, so she hope her kids could do it.. being the first child, when mum says it's good, it's good, i better do it becos the sisters will follow &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I almost murdered my A Maths teacher with all my self-invented maths formulas. She said she wished she would'nt have such a student like me - even though she knows i have tried really hard (she's nice, i supposed PMS made her said tat).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;N.. Physics tore me. There goes my ambition to be a Physiotherapist. I knew I am bound to score at least a B3 in Art so i gave up my AMAths to concentrate on my Chemistry becos i knew for sure i am going to flunk physics (told u physics tore me). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Heard of the Domino effect?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I absolutely have no idea why my EMATHS came plunging down aft i dropped my A maths. I felt like a &lt;em&gt;TOTAL FAILURE&lt;/em&gt;. At that time, my relationship was problematic. the world sch was trying to help me to head to the books and forget abt tat guy. Then, my mum hire this super expensive tutor, I know I've to work EXTRA HARD. He is GREAT... he taught me "STRATEGIES", how to be priortise n it is OK to be untidy... he even inspired me to score for chem and aim to pass physics. The next thing i know.. miraculously i begin to get over the bar for chem (dun ask me abt phy).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SO tat was O levels. results out... n i tot since i can't be a physio, maybe i can be a "building doctor" becos i have this fetish for high rise, modern buildings... investment properties... maybe i can be a property manager.. or something..&lt;em&gt;sorry i was only 16, my brains were still very much like coconuts then. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly was absolutely FUN and happening. I joined contests... work lotsa part-time.. did some photo-shoots... results was quite good, i love polylife... i love the girls like Soo Ling, ah ma, michelle, huimin and my all time beloved jeff. BUt in life, surely something is out to get me... MATHS, anything to do with numbers. Once I need to use my calculator... I'll SHIVER. Structures, measurement of building works... sux big time but Weiguo n Trillia help me lots. &lt;em&gt;THANK GOD...bad luck has gone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so i scrapped thru!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Next, i went to work thinking that i am very smart becos all the lecturers thinks highly of me (at that time, my class is very playful, so it only requires minimal effort to be the lecturer's pet) few months into work.. i feel that i was so lowly paid so i want to further my studies. I am certain tt i will die young if, i need to study for 4 years more, so i rejected NTU. Going overseas seems to be an in thing and it seems to be the only option for me... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So i came over to aussie with the mindset of getting a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;new lease of life + my degree + lotsa fun too&lt;/span&gt;. Well sch started, fun has gone, and again all the statistical stuffs almost murdered me in an instant. W&lt;em&gt;ondered how many brain cells pronounced dead before I put them to the test.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am glad that my family has never give up on me. So, i got here today. As you see, life has its way of twists and turns to make u learn. Everyone's learning path is different. I have my ups and downs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morale:&lt;/strong&gt; To all the young kids out there. If u are a piece of shit now, dun worry...u can choose to &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;acknowledge tat u are a piece of shit&lt;/span&gt;, like my sis yawen. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or u can choose to change ur life&lt;/span&gt;. If all else fail... u are still a piece of shit. whahahha.. sorry i am only joking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If u ve tried but failed, dun give up! Becos... it is true that success is all about getting up each time u fall.  I ve learnt that IF i had given up on my studies and wait for things to happen, i'll be sweeping orchard road now, let alone to mention abt aussie adventure. k... hold on to it.. never give up! CHew on it! But NEVER sit on the problem.  When u work on ur problem... chances are... IT WILL ONLY GET BETTER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I believe in u. I believe in everyone, that inside us, we have a very special power/ talent from within and it radiates on &amp; off... &lt;strong&gt;develop your talent and give it to the world!&lt;/strong&gt;  You are definitely valuable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114484124774605219?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114484124774605219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114484124774605219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114484124774605219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114484124774605219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/academically-blessed.html' title='Academically Blessed'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114483569645287538</id><published>2006-04-09T19:24:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-12T19:52:42.336+09:30</updated><title type='text'>BOHO Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So... the weekend is here again! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos I went shopping!!!  I bought lotsa stuffs and tat is going to burn my pocket!!!  Hmmm... but I guessed I have spent wisely?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am soooooo in sewing now so I got lotsa &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dressmaking materials, clothes, patterns&lt;/span&gt; = $170.   Yea... tat much on cloth and, there is a risk that I may not even get to wear them!  If, I unsuccessful.  Geeeezzz... fingers crossed!  But I have got my &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NEWSBOY CAP, PURPLE LEGGINGS, a few TOPS!&lt;/span&gt;  WooohoooO!!!!  I am changing my wardrobe.  &lt;em&gt;New style for the new season!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/dout0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh well, I finally got to try &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;COCOLAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Rundle Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  Although their cakes are pretty small... but I guessed, desserts are meant to be small?  The &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;left-you-craving-for-more&lt;/span&gt; feel.  Also, the lingering taste of tiramisu/ chocolate feel.  Oh man, I feel like having it again!  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;For the nite, Paige + Stefi + Kenny + miiii met up for drinks at &lt;strong&gt;BOHO&lt;/strong&gt; bar!!!  My friend told me "&lt;strong&gt;BOHO&lt;/strong&gt;" in Hokkien means "&lt;strong&gt;No good&lt;/strong&gt;" but the bar is &lt;em&gt;SO GOOD&lt;/em&gt;!  I like the upper floor of BOHO... they use lotsa small luminants and make it soooo starry.... the bar stool has a lady's leg in heels.... so sexy... even the postcard is cool... but, &lt;strong&gt;WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LET ME PRESENT YOU, MY FIRST WEARABLE SEWING MASTERPIECE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/1stwrap0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I sewed that WOOL WRAP!!!! Looks pretty cool rite? HAhahhaha &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;wink&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Suddenly I am sewing... suddenly the wind takes me to the stage that I CAN SEW without a master!!!  WAhahahha.. oh yes, my tip for you... use &lt;strong&gt;KWIK.SEW&lt;/strong&gt; patterns if you are a beginner like me.  I ve tried a few but they don't provide great illustrations and detailed instructions like KWIK.SEW  - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quick and EASY&lt;/span&gt;!!!!  &lt;em&gt;But of cos, I am going to enroll myself to sewing classes because I am too impatient with mugging ard, I guess... learning and applying the correct techniques is very important.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/9out0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jodie came too!  Havent seen her for quite a while.  Actually, I think I haven't see Stefi for quite a while too.  If not becos for the fitness club I would'nt have tat much of meet ups with Paige.  She is great becos she makes me go YOGA class.  HAhahaha... with the cold weather... I'll be skipping lots of gym sessions.  But she is just so motivating! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JIA YOU!!!  KEEP UP THE SPIRIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114483569645287538?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114483569645287538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114483569645287538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114483569645287538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114483569645287538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/boho-bar.html' title='BOHO Bar'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114483862113401831</id><published>2006-04-04T20:13:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:59:45.063+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Thy's 23 Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My office tradition is... ...&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;when it is your bday, you need to bring in a bday cake to celebrate with all ur colleagues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That includes whatever snacks/ goodies/ lollies that comes with it, like hosting a party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On my first day of my Grad Prog, Thy was very kind to me. She helped me to set up my computer account, password, settle me in, kind of orientate me around (&lt;em&gt;even though is she very busy, I din know! Should ve told me so I won't pester her with my 101 zany questions! Hahahha) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We hit off pretty well and have a few lunches together with Belinda as well. So, on this very special day... Belinda and I feels that we should make it &lt;strong&gt;REALLY BIG&lt;/strong&gt; for her. Give her a one-of-a-kind celebration! Before we leave for the day, we&lt;strong&gt; wrapped up all her belongings&lt;/strong&gt; on her desk, covered her cupboard &amp;amp; drawers with newspapers... &lt;em&gt;ehhh, that includes her Mouse, CPU, Keyboard... etc. You bet we have lotsa fun giggling as we were wrapping... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ti230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day, we make sure we ambushed ourselves before she came in and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TaDaaaHHHHh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/ti231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I brought in the Pink Pather balloon too! I "forced" Prince Gan to do it for Thy :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Joy was written all over her face. I was watching Thy silently... becos I know she needs sometime for the overwhelming surprise to settle. She did give me the shy little girl's pull on my arm and thank me in a very sweet way. I felt so happy that she likes the surprise and the Pink Pather! WHAhahaha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I realised that some people would say lotsa things with their mouth. But some would keep quiet and slowly their emotions would evolved thru the expressions on their face. So, when someone don't say "Thank you" or apologise to me... it does'nt really bother me becos I know I am not taken for granted becos of this "connection".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PS: She is quite shy... so I picked photos that did not show her face clearly for this post&lt;strong&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114483862113401831?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114483862113401831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114483862113401831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114483862113401831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114483862113401831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/thys-23-bday.html' title='Thy&apos;s 23 Bday'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114406986740664182</id><published>2006-04-02T22:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:51:18.380+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Food &amp; Wine Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love Lazy Sundays.  Waking up late, laze around at home, work the sewing machine... go for a stroll...  anything that is relaxing  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(when I was in sg, Sunday is my family day.  Yawen, Summer &amp; I will make lotsa NOISE!!!).&lt;/span&gt;  Life is more than study/work/chores!  To me, Life is about having fun!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I believe that TIME is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; measured by the years that you lived. &lt;br /&gt;But the moments that you truly treasure, and the joys that you give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Wat's your opinion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The weather is turning cold.  This means more clothing, less shorts.  Tummy growling becos there was this aroma of BBQ diffusing in the air &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(the event is a 3 mins walk from my place)&lt;/span&gt;.  When I got there.... the queue for Welington Hotel's tent was exceptionally long!!!  Alrite, good things are worth the wait.  The &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;salt and pepper squid&lt;/span&gt; is just....&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Mmmmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/fdwinefest1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When I got my salt and pepper squid + my Kilpatrick oysters, I was as happy as though I stumbled upon $100 on the grass !!!  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YUMMY!!!&lt;/span&gt;  When I have food, I am more focused on the food than anything else.  The band is cool... they played songs that everyone seem to know.  Maybe it is the wine, maybe it is the good vocals, maybe everyone is so at ease that's why there are so many people dancing to the tunes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When the band sings, "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love is in the air&lt;/span&gt;"...  there were so many sights of people showing affection to their partner, their children, their mates...etc.  &lt;em&gt;ME??&lt;/em&gt;  I quickly strike a pose with my CIBO hot chocolate too! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Men and Hot Chocolate... wat more can I asked for???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MMmmmhhhhhhhhh.... HHAhahahahhaa.... Wo3 Xi3 Huan1 = I like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/fdwinefest0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;April 2nd.  As you may have already have been informed that today is the &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;end of Daylight savings&lt;/span&gt;.  Which also marks the &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;end of Summer 2006&lt;/span&gt;.  For my sg friends... I am &lt;em&gt;1.5 hours ahead&lt;/em&gt; of you now.  I am certainly going to miss the SUN!!!  Please bask yourself in the sun and show me lotsa pics of the sun!!! Enjoy for my share!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/minus1s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Courtesy of Sherilyn, my timely reminder service for my friends.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No sun = face turn green &lt;/strong&gt;Wahahahhaa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114406986740664182?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114406986740664182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114406986740664182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114406986740664182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114406986740664182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/food-wine-festival.html' title='Food &amp; Wine Festival'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114407749349080361</id><published>2006-04-02T00:48:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:58:33.470+09:30</updated><title type='text'>April Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This Sat is a little different.  It's my house's "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;USE UR HANDS DAY&lt;/span&gt;".  Apart from the usual routine of grocery shopping at the market, all the rooms have to be cleaned and tidied too!  We are responsible for our &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;own room + one common area.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I chose to be the TOILET CLEANER.  Ya... go ahead and mock on my sorrow...&lt;strong&gt; :(&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(are u my friend?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Actually the living and dinning room has already been discounted off my account.  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wahahahha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I chose the toilet instead of the kitchen becos... I use the kitchen most often.  So... &lt;em&gt;ermmm..&lt;/em&gt;. I know its condition best. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hehehehehee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Also the kitchen has 2 main requirements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The OILY stove needs to look as though it is new and the washing basin needs to be polished till it shines!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;cough... n u must be able to see ur teeth when u flash ur big smile.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wahahhaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As weekends are not supposed to be wasted.  Thus, after a hard day's of chores... I went to Henley Beach!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/henbeach0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so calm and peaceful. Had a stroll by the beach.  The air is so fresh!!!  Fresh enuff to clear my conjested tots!  But very cold.  I have got something for you!!!  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;LOOK BELOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 453px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="391" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/birdie1.jpg" width="511" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Birds go dating at the beach too... ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 362px" height="388" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/birdie2.jpg" width="498" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;  Am I bored?  Yea... maybe.  But I like the birdies thou, they make the picture appear so peaceful.  MMmmm... wat a nice neighbourhood for those who live there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 455px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="392" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/gomexi0.jpg" width="523" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went to this &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mexican restuarant&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Melbourne Street&lt;/span&gt; for Dinner!  The decor is VERY MEXICAN of cos.  The waiter can give you good recommendations, service is great, food is yummy.... price is alrite and I had my first mmmaaaaggaaarrriiiittttaaaa!!!!!  A melon one, becos green is my recent dress colour.  It was fruity but a little sourish for me. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drinks are half price on Tues and Thurs nite!!&lt;/strong&gt;!  No wonder my colleague always visit this place on thurs and opt for time off on fri!!!  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Evil laugh... I know who you are... you better try to bribe me....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My tummy was so bloated... I was tired and the drinks came hitting me... so, I missed Jason's Farewell Party!  My apologies.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Babes, we'll meet up next week k?  Must make the coffee date happen too.  Yes, Xiaolin I have lots to catch up with you too. &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114407749349080361?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114407749349080361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114407749349080361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114407749349080361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114407749349080361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-fool.html' title='April Fool'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114389758129650692</id><published>2006-03-31T23:49:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:12:13.836+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Stock Up for autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Finally it's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last week I got my hair done.  Ermm... I am still trying to nourish my hair with Portion9. Hoping that it'll get well soon, so I can perm it again or... colour it! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WoohoooO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'll focus on stocking up for AUTUMN/ WINTER! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(To divert my agony for my so called "bad hair")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 542px; HEIGHT: 432px" height="463" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/shopwinter0.jpg" width="586" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Joan brought me to the &lt;strong&gt;SASS &amp; BIDE SALE&lt;/strong&gt; at Norwood!!!! I got a pair of jeans at a very good price!  There were a couple of other stuffs that looks cool but, I just have to refrain myself from spending too much on casual clothes. &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love faded washed jeans! Can't wait to wear my new jeans and I'll alter the length tml!  Alter it with my very own sewing machine! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went back to the city to shop and we discovered LIVE!  It was their first day of opening and... the clothes on their rack were selling like hotcakes!  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bought a whitish fury cardigian for AUTUMN!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Just could'nt help it when I lay my hands on it and it was the only XS! Wat a relieve!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping makes us forget the time, forget that we are hungry, forget our worries, forget that we are tired... ... and I know... ... there'll be lots more shopping trips to come for me and Joan!  There are so many similarities in us!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marissa and Xiao Lin, go &lt;strong&gt;Check out Live!&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114389758129650692?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114389758129650692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114389758129650692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114389758129650692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114389758129650692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/stock-up-for-autumn.html' title='Stock Up for autumn'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114483688402403854</id><published>2006-03-26T23:44:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:23:01.406+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Yum Cha. C Waterfall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well... well... finally we managed to make time for a get together!  Daniel and Adrian used to stay in the same hostel as me, &amp; we belong to 1 big gang!  But as time passes, people come and go... the rest has left after they graduated.  I have moved out too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thinking abt it... I kinda miss hostel life.  The late nite crusing... drinking... clubbing... speeding!!!... crapping... etc.  But the bad thing is that you don't get a lot of privacy thou and... u ve to put up with some untidy people who dirties the kitchen/ dun wash up their utensils! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I realised that ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;one needs to be very disciplined to hit back to the books as &amp; when it is required to do so especially, when u stay in a hostel becos &lt;strong&gt;fun &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;academic results&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;strong&gt;inversely related.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; whahahhaha.... think abt it. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;wink&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Daniel was the one who introduced Marissa to me.  Hmmm... Marissa has grown older... but not wiser &lt;em&gt;WAHhhahaha&lt;/em&gt;.  Daniel is a lot matured now &lt;em&gt;(he is always matured despite of the dragon ball hair that he used to have hahahhaa)&lt;/em&gt; ME?  I guessed.... seriously... my transformation is the greatest.  In terms of outlook... mindset... ehhhh.... from &lt;strong&gt;crappy to crappier&lt;/strong&gt;?  &lt;em&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/em&gt; I think I have to ask Marissa. &lt;em&gt; Hmmm... no, I think she'll give me some stupid stuffs cos I said she din grow wiser.  Wahahhahaha... Nanny nanny pooo pooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/clh20fall0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We had our Yum Cha session at Chinatown... we ate so much &amp; we became so bloated.  MMmmmm... I love the &lt;strong&gt;stomach-going-to-burst&lt;/strong&gt; feeling.  I love Har-Gaws (prawn dumplings) too!  Mmmmmm.... &lt;em&gt;one of life's greatest joy is&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;GOOD FOOD&lt;/em&gt; and if I have the time, I'll  have Yum Cha session every weekend.  MMmmmmm.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shake head, with eyes close,  very satisfied look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Soo Ling, Ah ma and especially Michelle would understand... &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Worried that we'll suffer from indigestion, Daniel suggested to go see the Waterfalls!  After all... we should relax on sunday.  So, all of us drove up to &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cleland Conservation Park - Waterfall Gully&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We attempted to climb to the top, but after 3 minutes... we turned back.  OMG! Our tummies are too heavy!  Then, we started planning to go hiking someday.. go Great Ocean Road Tour during Easter break bla..bla..bla.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I kept really quiet because, I can't commit now.  I really want to swim with the dolpins but,  it has been too cold lately.  Also, the assignments deadlines are getting warmer... *pull hair*  &lt;em&gt;Assignments, stress, deadlines for work tasks doesnt gel very well for me.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114483688402403854?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114483688402403854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114483688402403854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114483688402403854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114483688402403854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/yum-cha-c-waterfall.html' title='Yum Cha. C Waterfall'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114394965125742814</id><published>2006-03-25T15:17:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:35:30.683+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Hair Affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Alritey! I think I had enuff of rollers and 30 mins of blow drying everyday. Maybe I should accept that fact that I have straight hair and I should learn to love them instead of putting their strength to tough test... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sorry, I am bullshitting u. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hahahhaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O' man.... I am torn between CURLS or, loving my hair the way they are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rollers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is alrite, but troublesome.  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blow drying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is easy but... spending 30 mins a day, standing in front of the mirror is starting to &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;w..e...a...r miiiii outttttt&lt;/span&gt;.  So... I decided.  Enuff is enuff!!! Time to head to the professionals at Toni &amp; Guy for help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 560px; HEIGHT: 434px" height="434" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hairres0.jpg" width="562" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BEFORE &lt;/span&gt;looks doggy... &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt; looks like a spoit brat &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(which is very me).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the way my stylist do my hair. He tries to give me something that I like. But as you know, when it comes to hair, there is a difference between &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you like,&lt;br /&gt;what you want and&lt;br /&gt;what you can have&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... he has to modify what I asked for, to suit my hair profile and of cos, to compliment my comical face. As he is a style director, he has this vision of what he wants to do for me. As I am the adventurous kind... of cos I'll leave it to him. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, I want my STUPID FRINGE&lt;/span&gt;. That is the only thing that I asked for. Which, as you can see... he did give it to me. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAhhaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stylist even took a sample of my hair to do a test on it. So, he'll tell me why my previous 2 perms was unsucessful at my next visit. Awwwhhhh.... I call that professional. Like a hair doctor. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a perm when I was back in Sg at Ginrich. But my hair doesn't look curly at all. They merely look like slight bends... so, I went back to Ginrich for a second perm. I know it is damaging but I need the saloon to fix up the mess. After the 2nd perm... my hair is not curly but there are some waves thou. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that instant, I was dishearted... but I lived with it for 1 month before I went to Summer's stylist for intensive treatment because of the poor condition and that is also why I ditched my blonde highlights and go for a darker shade all over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dark hair makes your hair appears healthier than they are. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to visit a saloon (here in aust) and my stylist is very good at doing highlights and colouring. That is why I made it a MUST VISIT place when Summer came over for my graduation. But, the haircut was just so-so. SSSShhhh. Now, I found the person who could give me a good cut!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I always adopt the theory of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAIR WILL GROW BACK&lt;/span&gt;. Thou, bad hair can make me sulk for 10 mins. But it doesn't worry me too much. HAhahahaha... so, the next time you see me with some weird hair.. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;pls do not laugh&lt;/span&gt;. I, may not like it myself, but I just love to experiment with my hair. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wahhahahaha...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;and I am seriously addicted to it. Vain? Yes, vain. But, I am a girl after all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;img height="416" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/hairres1.jpg" width="553" /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks like ribbons all over! They look sexy! Yes... they look sexy, but not the owner. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;Would love to have something like that everyday!!!&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My stylist recommended me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sebastian Portion 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to restore all the damage that I have done to my hair. He did so because I feel that there is a need to do something to my hair before they all turn against me and dry away... looking like &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a bay of hay&lt;/span&gt;. OMG. To me, that is worst than bad hair day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now... I am trying to restore the radiance in my hair while waiting for my next experiment! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wicked chuckle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going for K-session now! La... la... la... sing a love song for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114394965125742814?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114394965125742814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114394965125742814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114394965125742814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114394965125742814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/hair-affair.html' title='Hair Affair'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114381751214968706</id><published>2006-03-19T20:35:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:55:00.766+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Love Hate Curls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BIG HAIR, MESSY HAIR, OUT OF BED Hair&lt;/strong&gt;... because I like to see myself in volumised hair. Don't get me wrong, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I don't mean &lt;u&gt;BUSHY&lt;/u&gt; Hair&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; HAhahahha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As you know my curls are pathetic... more like slight bends than loose waves... So... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put rollers on my fridge and the middle section on the crown of my head and I bundle the ends up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leave it for a nite and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;******************** &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;********************&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 477px; HEIGHT: 344px" height="405" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/bedhair.jpg" width="584" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;WAHAHhahaa!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I love it! I know my sisters will say &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Waahhh, wat happened???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Omg!&lt;/span&gt; It looks better than last nite. The worse thing is... this morning I am going to the temple with my friends. The first thing Kenny sees it was.... "WAH! Your hair is so happening!" Luckily the rest din say a thing. *relieve*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ya... I know. More happening than last nite's... &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;WAT A SHAME!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(It's ok... I can dress up for buddha becos they bless me!) &lt;/em&gt;I knew that I'll overslept because I had such a late nite yesterday... soooo to minimise time for dressing up, I thought the best way is to sleep with rollers.  Anyway, I can afford to experiment with my hair on weekends cos weekdays are just too risky... I don't want to scare my colleagues! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;WAHhahha... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realised one thing with big hair or curls.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;make up is a MUST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Otherwise, you'll look haggard. Well, at least a lippy or loose powder. That's wat I do.  &lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;love at first sight... (one of those belt that u belt it under ur bust... the gold buckle and the gold bits makes it look so classy).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 436px; HEIGHT: 345px" height="379" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/CIMG9272.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114381751214968706?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114381751214968706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114381751214968706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114381751214968706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114381751214968706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-hate-curls.html' title='Love Hate Curls'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114382055566856676</id><published>2006-03-12T23:25:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:17:43.853+09:30</updated><title type='text'>MINI Convoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is such a LONG Weekend. I guarantee, &lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will suffer post holiday depression on Tuesday!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from WOMAD, hanging out with Seow Yee and Sarah... I was invited to be part of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MINI&lt;/strong&gt; convoy to Port Elliot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I finally get to taste the reknowed &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Flying Fish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;cafe's Fish and chips.  Mmmmmm... it was finger licking good!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day begins at 9am with lots of MINI!!!! Including MINI ME!!! Yea... ME!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="388" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/convoy1.jpg" width="576" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There were roughly 60 MINIs!!! The sporty ones.. the convertibles.. the new.. the old... almost all MINI owners participated! Wat an experience for me! I have a fair share of cruising experiences.... but something like that was just a brand new experience!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 540px; HEIGHT: 394px" height="376" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/convoy2.jpg" width="524" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we got to Port Eilliot... we had our Flying Fish's Fish n Chips that comes in a cone... chill at the beach... and.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 564px; HEIGHT: 385px" height="437" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sandbuild1.jpg" width="622" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yea, you heard me rite. I can't say it's a sand castle building competition becos everyone is building cars or MINI related stuffs.. Looking at the adults playing in the sand was not hilarious, but inspiring.  They came up with some really good stuffs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ehhh... there was a slight shower earlier and the sand is slightly damp.  So, I saluate to those who participated! ME? I told you I was MINI ME.  So.... I am happy to be the photographer, slack around and do nothing. HAhahhahaa &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 554px; HEIGHT: 389px" height="429" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/sandbuild2.jpg" width="554" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The first prize goes to.... the MINI KEY RING!!! Aint it cool? I like it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Following that... it took us almost 2 hours to get back to the city. Had to rush to WOMAD to watch the Finale where they'll do All-Star jam! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 556px; HEIGHT: 376px" height="370" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/fest1.jpg" width="545" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The rain was pouring but no one bothered.  Everyone was dancing, ehhh.... I should say moving on their spot (cos it was so cramp) in the rain! The rain is our rythem!!!  Let the rain falls and wash away our sweat!  &lt;em&gt;Hahahahha&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh... no one believes that Wicked Aura is from Sg!!! Hahahaha... we are capable of producing just any kind of talent! woooHoooo!!! Wat a day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114382055566856676?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114382055566856676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114382055566856676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114382055566856676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114382055566856676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/mini-convoy.html' title='MINI Convoy'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114382149969124819</id><published>2006-03-11T23:41:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:47:43.516+09:30</updated><title type='text'>W.O.M.A.D 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was a 3 day event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seow Yee and Sarah came over = more outings = more laughter = more fun = more life! &lt;/strong&gt;Entrance fee for a basic pass per day was around $90+. But Kenny and I got &lt;em&gt;VIP tickets from Seow Yee&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;WOooHooooO!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We'll be there for 3 days in a row and we got lotsa recommendations on which are the MUST SEE acts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to eat at my favourite Vietnamese restaurant!!! &lt;em&gt;Wahahahaha... &lt;/em&gt;and.. while I was having my dinner, Summer called me to give me a huge surprise. She went to Taipei! OMG! My sis went there without me!!! But, she is forgiven becos... i am going to get lotsa goodies from her! &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wahahhaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There were so much to watched...... My favourite from the friday's performance (yesterday) was Dream Machine. So dreamy... just exactly what I needed after one day's of work. Best part is that we have 2 very knowlegdgeable "tour guides" to give us lotsa information on the artists.. their acts... the event... etc &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 thumbs UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;MMMm...wine, music and performance. I am at peace! This long weekend begins with such a beautiful friday nite! Couldn't ask for more... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 498px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="932" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/drmach1.jpg" width="1292" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My disaster for the week was... I dropped my camera! It came apart! Thank god that I got it fixed... I am extra careful with it now and, I have made it a point to strap it on my neck! Dianrong was teasing me with lots of negative stuffs like my camera will not be fixed and stuffs... but... &lt;em&gt;WHAHHAHhA DIANRONG! YOU ARE SO WRONG!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="364" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/womad0611.jpg" width="495" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ok... Kenny finally wants to show his face. He finally got tired of being my photographer! WAhahahha.... LOOK! There were lots of tentages!!! This is beautiful... very dreamy again! Little bit like indi kind... which is what I LIKE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 486px; HEIGHT: 359px" height="299" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/womad061.jpg" width="449" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bought a weird hat made by something like coconut husk, a KIMONO and ate lotsa curries!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/womad062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Once a growing girl, forever a growing girl with a huge appetite. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;SSShhhh I just went supper with Seow Yee and Kenny. Shhhhhhh.... need to turn in now for a huge day tml!!! Mini Convoy!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114382149969124819?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114382149969124819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114382149969124819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114382149969124819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114382149969124819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/womad-06.html' title='W.O.M.A.D 06'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114407143425929378</id><published>2006-03-10T23:07:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:09:06.830+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Marissa Turns 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last sat, Marissa pre-celebrated her 21st. She asked all of us to dress well because we are going to Volka Bar, somewhere that I have never been before. But it was a &lt;em&gt;"bloody"&lt;/em&gt; day for me... so I have no mood to dress up. I just wana curl up in bed and rest. After I managed to completely tame my hair for 30 mins, I gave up the dressing up part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms Pearlie dearlie... I miss you doing my hair for me!!! Sobz... ... not only so, I miss ur companion, ur craps, you are the best drinker... ...most spontaneous person for me to play pranks on... great organiser (everyone gives da jie face), eehhh... my woes chute.... hahahha&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/marissa210babes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The ever beautiful Xiaolin. The always up to mischeif birthday girl. Ehhhh.... for me.... I discovered that... I NEED A &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;FLORAL TIARA&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; to complete the look!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/blinkiton/marissa210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The whole nite was all over the place. I was late, so I can't get into Volka Bar. My apologies babe! Din know they were that famous.... The gang went from &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Volka Bar&lt;/span&gt; to.... &lt;em&gt;Tonic&lt;/em&gt;. Walked to&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Elysium&lt;/span&gt; just to cut cake and marched back to &lt;em&gt;Tonic. &lt;/em&gt;Everyone was confused because our dearest Birthday Girl is so wasted. We dunno if we should laugh or cry. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAhhahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before we starting clubbing... I'll rate her as 75% gone.&lt;/strong&gt; OMG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am so glad that Xiaolin is with me for the whole nite!!! Cos... I dunno anyone else other than her! She din even danced! We kept talking. Ermm more like screaming, because the place was bombared with loud music. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WAhahahhaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie... time to rest...&lt;strong&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; beauty sleep. sleep to be a beauty. sleeping beauty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114407143425929378?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114407143425929378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114407143425929378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114407143425929378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114407143425929378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/marissa-turns-21_10.html' title='Marissa Turns 21'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22718642.post-114399045291531652</id><published>2006-03-06T00:16:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:51:52.320+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Why Blink it On?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is my very first post on blinkiton!!! I know!!! For those of you who follow me closely... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why blink it on?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why isnt it a world of my own anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am still living is a world of my own... in somewat Dawn would describe as &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;in her lala world&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/em&gt;In a way or so, many would say "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ur dreamland&lt;/span&gt;" or yawen would say "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;her shitty world&lt;/span&gt;" I am still as dreamy as ever, as crappy as ever... as funny as ever... always up to mischief... miss my sisters as much as ever... But... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what made me moved my blog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; the past enteries are getting out of hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;. feel tat it's a little messy (but... i love the addy and i love my blogskin) but i have to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; TIME TO MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah.. a world of my own is for the growing girl in me. Now, i need something more.... something more than a world of my own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;em&gt;bling bling stuffs&lt;/em&gt; but i cant have &lt;strong&gt;blingiton&lt;/strong&gt; sounds so much like some jewellery advertisement and i can't have a skin that has lots of &lt;em&gt;diamontes&lt;/em&gt; all the time becos i very much want to retain white backgrounds for the identify touch and as u know, diamontes or glittery animations won't work well with white backgrounds. So, "bling" is not the one for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Again... I absolutely have no idea, how my brain relate... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"bling"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"pink"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bl-ink".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sounds good to me i tot. N... as I am at the beginning of this new journey (my graduate programe)... Yeah baby! Bring it ON!!! SO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~~&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BLINK IT ON!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o' watever tat is the crappy me. &lt;strong&gt;Tell me wat u think!&lt;/strong&gt; A fresh start. A new beginning. A brand new look. A totally new feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email me if my taggie is not up. Give me hugs if you like my enteries! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much appreciated! Tata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22718642-114399045291531652?l=blinkiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/feeds/114399045291531652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22718642&amp;postID=114399045291531652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114399045291531652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22718642/posts/default/114399045291531652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blinkiton.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-blink-it-on.html' title='Why Blink it On?'/><author><name>Queen of Noob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993899159649677809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
