<?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-18928200</id><updated>2011-12-22T12:26:57.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, mE, ME!</title><subtitle type='html'>Just regarding anything that happen in my life - be it interesting or boring, happy or sad, lame or thought-provoking, and feelings revolving around me, my family and my friends.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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me.&lt;div&gt;I don't need you to prioritize me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even need you to consider my feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just humbly ask that you always put yourself in the shoes of others, and consider how you will feel in that situation you just put others in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-46418586237311588?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/46418586237311588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=46418586237311588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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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-18928200.post-2229174469219567315</id><published>2011-06-10T06:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T07:13:34.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes in life, you need to lose some, in order to gain some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not entirely sure if my loss can make up for my gain, but I just gotta accept it and be contented. Life goes on, and if there's a problem, fix it. No point mulling over it cos that doesnt solve the problem. I firmly believe that things happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours time, my grad trip is going to end. I hope it marks the beginning of something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, NTU. Hello, working world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2229174469219567315?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2229174469219567315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2229174469219567315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2229174469219567315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2229174469219567315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2011/06/sometimes-in-life-you-need-to-lose-some.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-9098780580603155907</id><published>2011-02-27T21:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:14:04.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went Sentosa with Spectrum today. SUPER DUPER FUN! And did facial for the first time in my life on friday, together with my sis. SUPER DUPER SHIOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on saturday, I worked for an event called Danceworks. It was so fun! Albeit tiring... I was part of the crew who had to scout for the dance team to move to backstage when it was their turn to perform. There were 20 primary school dance teams in total, and oh my, they can really dance! Synchro, energetic and entertaining! The only not-so-nice part was dealing with demanding and fussy teachers and parents. But everything turned out okay and happy in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love working at events, despite the long hours, hard (physical) work, and (sometimes) low pay. I like to see a project/event progressing from the start to the end. I like meeting and working with new people at different events. I like the challenges encountered at different events and finding the best solution to each challenge. I love the sense of satisfaction whenever every event ends successfully. As some would put it, "It's like watching your baby grow up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's why I enjoyed my days in TPSS Student Council, TPJC ODAC, Hall 13 events, and most importantly, Spectrum. I like working with people, planning and managing different aspects of the event. School work vs CCA work - it's always CCA work that I will settle first. Something just draws me to making sure that the event I am planning turns out to be a success. I dont mind sacrificing sleep, school work, time with friends/family to plan and find resources for my event. I dont mind serving and smiling at people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why "most importantly, Spectrum"? Because in Spectrum, I play the part of a senior who share and teach my juniors what I know to help them improve. Seeing them grow and improve and for some, even exceeding me, instils so much pride in me. When they hit their stunts and tell me "thank you veron", the feeling is amazing. Although I am not their bases who help them hit their stunts, but I am happy to be the one pushing (sometimes forcing? =P) them for the stunt, sharing my experiences, giving them moral support, and being there to look out for them. This is literally "seeing my babies grow up". I believe that when you give, you receive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-9098780580603155907?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/9098780580603155907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=9098780580603155907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/9098780580603155907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/9098780580603155907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2011/02/these-few-days-had-been-awesome-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-6462097158542395233</id><published>2011-02-18T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T01:34:39.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally invested money in IPL permanent hair removal for underarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$288. Ouch very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Jieying; I'm very easily tempted by my peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says $288 for 6 treatment is reasonable. I believe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross fingers that it IS worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more plucking/epilating *ELATED*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6462097158542395233?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6462097158542395233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6462097158542395233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6462097158542395233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6462097158542395233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-finally-invested-money-in-ipl.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-1599594698417533350</id><published>2011-01-26T18:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T18:45:36.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bad, bad luck;&lt;br /&gt;Empty, empty wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's hope there will be beautiful sunshine after this rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-1599594698417533350?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1599594698417533350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=1599594698417533350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/1599594698417533350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/1599594698417533350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2011/01/bad-bad-luck-empty-empty-wallet.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2766552328573412733</id><published>2011-01-22T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T11:55:56.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee keat is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been running from it since day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is already a fact, and I just have to accept it and swallow it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more running away, no more crying, no more being the weakest link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the top. I am the top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2766552328573412733?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2766552328573412733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2766552328573412733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2766552328573412733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2766552328573412733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2011/01/wee-keat-is-right.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-7230117371491050179</id><published>2011-01-21T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T04:14:38.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Notes to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Always think positively. The stunt WILL hit! And it MUST hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do what you're supposed to do. Don't do things that are unnecessary and will jeopardize the stunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do not waste the bases efforts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7230117371491050179?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7230117371491050179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7230117371491050179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7230117371491050179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7230117371491050179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2011/01/notes-to-self-1.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3750103569197113803</id><published>2011-01-02T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:21:11.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i broke my new year resolutions on the very first day of 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's.so.me -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2011 Resolutions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To drink 2 litres of water everyday.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was outside with my parents and then my friends the whole day. Brought a water bottle out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    with me but it was futile. Failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To not have supper, i.e. no food after 10 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went geylang rochor tau huey for supper with my friends after mahjong. Though I only had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;bowl of tau huey but it is still supper. Failed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To not use the F word anymore.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Used it FOUR times on 1-1-11. First time cos I accidentally spray water on myself. Second &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;third time while playing mahjong. Fourth time while complaining about my tuition kid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    during supper. Failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I'll try my utmost best to keep to my resolutions for the rest of the year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off to fill my tummy with water..........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3750103569197113803?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3750103569197113803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3750103569197113803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3750103569197113803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3750103569197113803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-broke-my-new-year-resolutions-on-very.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-7125347416926304054</id><published>2010-12-23T13:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T13:59:41.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw an article "&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.xin.msn.com/en/beauty-fashion/article.aspx?cp-documentid=4533397"&gt;Marc Jacobs has transgender model for campaign&lt;/a&gt;" on xinmsn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the kaypoh spirit in me, I googled both the transgender models Andrej Pejic (for Marc Jacobs) and Lea T (for Givenchy) to see if they're &lt;em&gt;chio&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't prepared for what I was about to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lea T, posing for French Vogue&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553751912951732210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TRLj8JYiV_I/AAAAAAAABd4/w28NOsFI-Dc/s400/lea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Confusing? Applauding?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Going against nature? Or in control of your own life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's all about perspective, I suppose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7125347416926304054?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7125347416926304054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7125347416926304054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7125347416926304054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7125347416926304054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/saw-article-marc-jacobs-has-transgender.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TRLj8JYiV_I/AAAAAAAABd4/w28NOsFI-Dc/s72-c/lea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-1866447261735460621</id><published>2010-12-18T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:40:16.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Old clip, but never failed to make me laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6tzQ8cW9E0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6tzQ8cW9E0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not funnnnyyy~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-1866447261735460621?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1866447261735460621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=1866447261735460621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/1866447261735460621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/1866447261735460621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/old-clip-but-never-failed-to-make-me.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3717073871093813975</id><published>2010-12-17T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:35:29.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-must note this down in case i forget-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boyfriend said, "考完试我带你去吃好吃的东西!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, he still doesn't have a place in mind yet. Yet, I'm really looking forward to going out with him after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I have this feeling he will suggest bedok 85 or 518 and insist those are "好吃的东西".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3717073871093813975?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3717073871093813975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3717073871093813975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3717073871093813975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3717073871093813975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/must-note-this-down-in-case-i-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-4881207370791647421</id><published>2010-12-16T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T23:11:08.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>war going on inside and outside my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bangbangbangBOOM-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only the hunks are in my room, and the exam is in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oops!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4881207370791647421?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4881207370791647421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4881207370791647421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4881207370791647421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4881207370791647421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/war-going-on-inside-and-outside-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-60581876081228257</id><published>2010-12-15T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T01:19:28.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sleep is for the weak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pain is for the wimp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fear is for the flop;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hunger is for the fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-60581876081228257?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/60581876081228257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=60581876081228257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/60581876081228257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/60581876081228257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/sleep-is-for-weak-pain-is-for-wimp-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-8670398486192359065</id><published>2010-12-12T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:21:34.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-8670398486192359065?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/8670398486192359065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=8670398486192359065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/8670398486192359065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/8670398486192359065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3176753056902079686</id><published>2010-12-08T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T11:54:42.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Allocation result for FYP is out today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHOICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohoo! happy max =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially was quite worried with facing another disappointment, didn't want to go through the feeling of rejection again. But thank goodness I don't have to deal with this anticipation anymore. I'm glad the effort and time and money I put in during the fyp selection period paid off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happy, that I bought two clothes online! They're on sales! And they're prettyyyyy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalala~ good mood to study today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3176753056902079686?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3176753056902079686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3176753056902079686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3176753056902079686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3176753056902079686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/allocation-result-for-fyp-is-out-today.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-4900644146803081841</id><published>2010-12-08T03:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T03:32:37.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gotta have really light meals these few days, cos my stomach is getting cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I dont want that to happen in the middle of a paper :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4900644146803081841?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4900644146803081841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4900644146803081841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4900644146803081841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4900644146803081841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/gotta-have-really-light-meals-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-6752085002099478389</id><published>2010-12-05T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T20:50:32.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More than one year later, I decided to revive my photoblog, &lt;a href="http://missvavaron.livejournal.com/"&gt;miss vavaron&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated it with a new entry &lt;a href="http://missvavaron.livejournal.com/1946.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6752085002099478389?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6752085002099478389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6752085002099478389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6752085002099478389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6752085002099478389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/more-than-one-year-later-i-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-8647257679602176523</id><published>2010-12-04T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T23:52:47.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't miss my curls :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546853931990940818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPpiQz1MfJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/rcoZGwesIEw/s320/Picture0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPpiQpCYliI/AAAAAAAABdI/4WG3WamQHo0/s1600/Picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546853929093469730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPpiQpCYliI/AAAAAAAABdI/4WG3WamQHo0/s320/Picture0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPpiQCiwdaI/AAAAAAAABdA/VALzT1O_qsY/s1600/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546853918760269218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPpiQCiwdaI/AAAAAAAABdA/VALzT1O_qsY/s320/Picture0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is my favourite short hair till date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first ever short hair that doesn't make me look crappy/old/round.&lt;br /&gt;probably thats becos it's not exactly short, it's medium length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and thats sunsweet prunes -- healthy snack that doesnt taste crappy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-8647257679602176523?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/8647257679602176523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=8647257679602176523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/8647257679602176523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/8647257679602176523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/favourite-short-hair-my-first-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPpiQz1MfJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/rcoZGwesIEw/s72-c/Picture0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-621376926001871289</id><published>2010-12-03T20:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:57:12.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We have made a sincere effort to carefully assess your qualifications and career objectives with our current openings. We have concluded with regret that we are unable to offer you an employment opportunity with us, despite your admittedly fine qualifications."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I went for my first professional interview was also the day I received my first professional rejection. It felt like something very very heavy weighing my heart down at that instance. Staring at the e-mail for i-dont-know-how-long, many thoughts went through my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Why did they have to reply so fast?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Why can't they contemplate longer?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Where did I go wrong?" "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What did I say wrong?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Am I not good enough?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Were there things that I didn't do?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Didn't I do fine at the interview?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Probably it just means that I'm not suitable for that job, not that I'm not qualified."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Maybe it's not such a bad thing afterall, at least I know early and I can focus on looking for other jobs."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Now I can stop worrying about my job application and concentrate on studying for my exams."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'll find better jobs..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trying to transform the negative thoughts into positive ones proved quite to be a feat initially. I felt tears coming, but they didn't come out, not until I went to bed. But then only a few streams of tears, not gushes of tears. Probably this implies that I'm not very sad. I'm just very disappointed, extremely disappointed actually. Considering the amount of time and effort and money I invested in this application, I guess I expected to receive some positive results?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I did went through the first two rounds to get to the third round. I can't expect everything to go so smoothly right. Luck can only bring me that far.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As they always say, move on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea, move on I will...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-621376926001871289?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/621376926001871289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=621376926001871289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/621376926001871289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/621376926001871289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-have-made-sincere-effort-to.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-4539233079889389145</id><published>2010-12-02T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:16:39.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for my first ever professional interview today. Everything was good. I guess it's becos the boyfriend helped to iron my clothes for the interview :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPBwXKgDTdE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XPBwXKgDTdE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the best thing that's ever been mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4539233079889389145?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4539233079889389145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4539233079889389145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4539233079889389145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4539233079889389145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/12/went-for-my-first-ever-professional.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3470528231606376975</id><published>2010-11-30T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:31:30.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NOW and THEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPUW5BwChFI/AAAAAAAABc4/UwVNlZ-pypw/s1600/149633_468584866580_702201580_6248778_771726_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545363685154915410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPUW5BwChFI/AAAAAAAABc4/UwVNlZ-pypw/s400/149633_468584866580_702201580_6248778_771726_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad my boy will always be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3470528231606376975?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3470528231606376975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3470528231606376975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3470528231606376975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3470528231606376975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/11/now-and-then-im-glad-my-boy-will-always.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/TPUW5BwChFI/AAAAAAAABc4/UwVNlZ-pypw/s72-c/149633_468584866580_702201580_6248778_771726_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-6582649852387795703</id><published>2010-11-28T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:43:32.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbye curls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i love you deeply, the situation doesn't allow us to be together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you have grown to be too complicated for me to manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being with me for the past seven months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change is the only constant, i hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love you though, and i hope to see you again in a few months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till we meet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you,&lt;br /&gt;veronica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6582649852387795703?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6582649852387795703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6582649852387795703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6582649852387795703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6582649852387795703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/11/goodbye-curls.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-9097402207488114620</id><published>2010-11-26T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T01:05:17.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>green peas make me fart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-9097402207488114620?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/9097402207488114620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=9097402207488114620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/9097402207488114620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/9097402207488114620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/11/green-peas-make-me-fart.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-7110151194590349183</id><published>2010-11-19T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:52:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mediacorp has changed so much! Except for the bigbig mediacorp sign outside the station, everything looks nicer now than compared to many years ago. When I was in primary school watching liang si mei and PSC night live at mediacorp, they had no fancy lights, no complicating cameras, and no prettily-designed stage. Now, it's really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AIYO! ZHEN DE SHI SHANG NAO JIN AHHH!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY equipment, SO MANY lights/sounds/screens/cameras to control, SO MANY people involved, SO MANY MONEY SPENT!! Everything up by many levels, including the quality of the shows we have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rooting for iFLY Prodigy for the O.M.G finals on thursday night. Overall, it was a good show and everyone present could see the tremendous efforts mediacorp and the challengers put in for the show. iFLY didn't win, as expected actually, but that wasn't important. The fact is that they have introduced cheerleading/gymnast to Singapore, which is a great step to improve the profile of the sports locally. We seriously need more local talent, and hope people will be inspired/curious to know more about cheerleading after watching iFLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O.M.G aside. Before going mediacorp, I went shopping with spectrum guys for BBQ stuff and I SIMP at sheng shiong. OMGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we went ah lian for supper. When I reach hall after supper, I had to bathe, rush my p&amp;amp;g application stuff, and check out travelling directions for the next day. Because the next day I had a P&amp;amp;G reasoning test in the morning, and a Nee Soon Swamp Fieldtrip(!!!) in the afternoon. The p&amp;amp;g stuff almost killed me. I slept at 6 a.m. because of that, and woke up at 7 a.m. as I had to be at Novena Sq by 10 a.m. I also packed 2 sets of clothes to prepare for the fieldtrip, and a change of shoes. Da bao xiao bao to novena, so unglam(!) when I am in my formal attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept all the way on 199 &amp;amp; train to novena. To me, travelling on public transport always induces me to sleep. Anyways, I am confused. Is VeloCity the same as Novena Sq? On the map they're different buildings but a man who I approached for directions said otherwise. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the reasoning test turned out okay (hopefully!) and I pray that p&amp;amp;g will contact me for an interview!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, I changed out of formal wear and heels into my fieldtrip attire. Then, I went to look for the bus stop that would bring me to my next destination. It was supposed to be of walking distance from Novena sq, according to the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Find thomson road, cross the road, walk in the direction of the traffic to the nearest bus stop, wait for bus 980."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it! So proud of myself. Took bus 980 from thomson road to upper thomson road. So lucky that the two places I had to go is connected by one bus service. Alighted at upp. thomson road (bef yck road) with the help of the bus driver. Would hv miss the stop without him. Went behind the buildings at the bus stop to look for Causarina Road (nv heard of this road before!), then headed to Causarina carpark which was the meeting place. SO PROUD OF MYSELF FOR FINDING THIS ULU PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually I was damn early cos the meeting time was 2.30 p.m and I reached at 12.30 p.m. Found a nice japanese restaurant nearby which was operated by a polite &amp;amp; friendly japanese couple, to have lunch and study there while waiting for time to pass. (cos it's the only stall there with aircon, the food was damn ex though!) Really got to say that I spent the 2 hours well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2.30 p.m, I met Dr Cai Yixiong from Nparks, a few officers from Nparks and my coursemates for the fieldtrip. One word to sum the field trip - AMAZING! Singapore's forest and swamp actually still has quite a diverse range of plants, animals and insects living in them, and everyone MUST understand the importance of conservation to protect our Earth, and to pass on this value to the next generation! We has lots of fun (dirrrty fun) scooping up swamp waters to search for shrimps and crabs, which was the main focus of our FYP. Dr Cai and the offiers were very helpful in explaining and demostrating to us how to find the animals, and how to identify each animal/species. Heavy rain, dirty boots, wet jeans, sweaty faces - they were nothing compared to the damage humans inflicted on Mother Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all do our little parts in tiny steps to conserve nature, for a better tomorrow! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was quite lucky that I brought 2 sets of clothes along with me. Because while studying at the japanese restaurant, I received an sms telling me to go for a focus group which I had signed up for. And lucky I am free at night after the field trip, because the focus group is at 7.30 p.m. And lucky I asked Siyi to sign up with me that time, so I have someone to accompany me on the way back to NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the awesome field trip, I changed into my casual wear and rushed to Lavander for the focus group. If I didn't bring another set of clothes along, or if I brought like hall attire along to change into, I think I would be chased away from the focus group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, the focus group is quite interesting. There were 8 people, all NTU undergrads, from 2 different courses (SPMS and SBS), and different years. We were asked to give opinions on NTU (everything from our feelings to the facilities in NTU) and then compare NTU to other tertiary institutions from Singapore and abroad. I guess after hearing what others said, and judging from the comments I gave, NTU needs a long time and effort to change its image and improve in many areas. But, I still love NTU. Flaws are what makes you perfect, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to clarify, I didn't attend this focus group cos I wanted to give others a piece of my mind. It's becuase of the moolah! $60 for 2 hours, damn good deal right?? Of course go &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7110151194590349183?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7110151194590349183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7110151194590349183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7110151194590349183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7110151194590349183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/11/mediacorp-has-changed-so-much-except.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-7181175562896862304</id><published>2010-11-13T11:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T12:26:34.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had two dreams last night. Although I cant remember the exact story/people inside the dreams, I do know that they are super scary nightmares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was about an evil spirit. When I try to recall it, only bits and pieces of the dream came back, and I cant fit them into sequence. I'll try to note down what came to my mind: Me and three other girls were at this huanted village, dark and gloomy and rundown. Nobody lives there anymore I think. We were sort of exploring the village? I dunno, maybe the dream started right at the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember we were using the toilets. Then weird things start to happen. Eerie. We were terrified. And suddenly in my dream a group of people appeared. Apparently they were staying in a house of walking distance to the village. They were a group of young modern people, the kind of group you would see in hall 13. They came over to the village to help us, I think. But it was no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one people started to behave strangely. One girl strayed off from the group, slowly walk up the stone steps, and jumped down a cliff. Some began to act in a possessed state. Doors and gates slamming. People running and escaping. I was touched by unseen hands. Suddenly, I woke up. Heart pounding very fast. I called out for mummy to tell her I had a scary nightmare and she gave me a hug. &lt;3 that calmed me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to sleep I went. Now it's about driving on the road, very dangerous driving. I dun even recall who the drver was. Me or someone else. The car was swerving in and out of the road. Horns honking. The place dont seems to be in Singapore. OH I THINK ITS BECOS WE WERE CHASED BY GANGSTERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car then came to a halt cos traffic wont move anymore. Oh no! I got off the car and tried to escape using this wheelie thing. You know the skateboard with a handlebar that used to be quite hot when I was young. You had to use one leg to kick off the ground a few times, then the wheelie will move. Something like that la. I was using that to escape cos the road was very slopey, like got lots of downhills. But the gangsters were hot on my heels, I think in many times they were already catching hold of me but I always managed to shake them off and continue running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came to this deserted house/building (somewhat like old peranakan house) and decided to hide in there. I dunno why, but I realised that I could levitate off the ground so I flew up to the second storey to hide. I tried to stay low on the ground so the gangsters wont spot me but then one of them did and everyone charged towards me again. I tried to fly away but some of them caught on to my legs. I was desperate and tried to sum up all my force to give out this internal force to blast them away. It worked! I was freed. The gangsters were scared of me and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, a group of people I know appeared at the house too. I knew I know them BUT I CANT RECALL WHO THEY WERE! argh. I taught one of them how to levitate and fly (lol!) and she mastered it easily. I was awaken by my sis shouting. It was 11 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. End of weird/spooky/funny dreams. Do they imply anything? Are they reflections of what I did in the day? I have no idea. I'll just let it be. My only wish is that my memory could be better next time so I can jot down the entire dream seamlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7181175562896862304?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7181175562896862304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7181175562896862304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7181175562896862304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7181175562896862304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-had-two-dreams-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-1339497267451235216</id><published>2010-11-08T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T03:04:46.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>subtract the tension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add the tolerance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multiply the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;divide the selfishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=acvIVA9-FMQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-1339497267451235216?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1339497267451235216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=1339497267451235216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/1339497267451235216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/1339497267451235216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/11/subtract-tension-add-tolerance-multiply.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2032378591636795620</id><published>2010-11-03T18:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:36:50.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On 1st Nov 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially a proud owner of an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iPod Touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! *beams in delight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's my turn to jump onto the Apple bandwagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm a huge fan of apple. In fact, I prefer Windows over Mac, I think that iPhone is overrated, and the iPad is just plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I bought iTouch is becos I'm sick of playing solitaire on my Samsung handphone already!!! Anyway, my friend is selling hers at $100 only, and she has a lot a lot of games inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee~~ Now I have better companions on long bus/mrt rides, or something to keep me occupied when the boyfriend decides to ignore me. lol kidding =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I gave my iTouch a name as well. A guy's name! And it made the boyfriend go "wtf....(rolls eyes)" hahahahahha. He's just jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2032378591636795620?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2032378591636795620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2032378591636795620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2032378591636795620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2032378591636795620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-1st-nov-2010-i-am-officially-proud.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-6307558163970555917</id><published>2010-11-01T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T01:27:15.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygodthisisdamnbadithinkimightbeabnormal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6307558163970555917?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6307558163970555917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6307558163970555917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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blessed i am. blessed to be born normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have perfectly fine eyesight, hearing, sense of smell, taste and touch. to be able to feel emotions. to have the ability to think, move and communicate. to have healthy body systems and organs. to have the appearance of a normal human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have parents who love me unconditionally and a sister who loves me although she hides it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont ever want to lose the things i'm born with. i want to cherish whatever i have now. i dont want to live in regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must live each day as though tomorrow is my last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;idonteverwantto faint anddontwakeup.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2435506574381482715?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-6350097421915300173</id><published>2010-10-19T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T01:36:02.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mind games. amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are always trying to find loopholes in a system.&lt;br /&gt;to achieve a win-win situation for all.&lt;br /&gt;however, in the process of doing so, they may waste resources and time.&lt;br /&gt;but time is a factor too precious to waste, and others who can jump at the opportunity earlier, may eventually win the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are always winners and losers in a game.&lt;br /&gt;but the ball is round; you will not win all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless, you have control over the rules of the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-18928200.post-4175124377184052090</id><published>2010-10-18T01:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T01:33:42.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've officially entered the hate-list of my project mates.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet them at 1 pm today, but woke up at 2 pm when one of them called, and reached the meeting place at 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;very very bad and awkward atmosphere when I arrived.&lt;br /&gt;worse still, I was the one who proposed the meeting time. because i KNEW i couldnt wake up for a morning meeting.&lt;br /&gt;im so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have suggested meeting at 6 pm instead so i will definitely be on time.&lt;br /&gt;veron. you're a LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night safari halloween attraction was a disappointment :(&lt;br /&gt;huge drop in standard from last year, i feel.&lt;br /&gt;but thats probably because they extended the halloween part to the zoo, the huanted mansion - which was AWESOME~!&lt;br /&gt;resulting in a less-than-average outcome for the night safari itself.&lt;br /&gt;makes me think twice about going to night safari halloween horrors next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that im very bad at remembering names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walnut tastes disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-18928200.post-7150428770879783769</id><published>2010-10-15T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T18:48:05.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually kinda glad that it's random.&lt;br /&gt;random means more opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;but with opportunities, comes risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does love make one selfish and despondent?&lt;br /&gt;or is that merely the work of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. maybe i need more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. i dont have time for friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-18928200.post-7226579461691227779</id><published>2010-10-08T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:05:11.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shut up you bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7226579461691227779?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7226579461691227779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7226579461691227779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7226579461691227779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7226579461691227779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/10/shut-up-you-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-6024898505217228728</id><published>2010-10-01T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:11:30.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my boy didn't get the vice-pres position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my boy is a strong boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and very positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his passion to serve hall 13 and contribute to the hall still remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's what i call true leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't need recognition or position to be a true leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's my man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6024898505217228728?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6024898505217228728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6024898505217228728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6024898505217228728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the need arises, I'll lose weight, from eating less and exercising. The 'need' comes when there is a cheer performance. No, I don't starve myself. I eat normally and I don't skip meals (except when I wake up late and skip breakfast time). Just that when I am exercising more, which means every single day cos we have to keeping running routine over and over again, I feel healthier and I don't feel like snacking in between meal times. Also, there is no time to snack anyways, too busy and too tired. And with that, I lose weight and look slimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is no 'need', I have very strong urges to eat. I LOVE EATING I'M SERIOUS! I love chewing on snacks. I can eat even though i'm not hungry, and I can still eat after when I'm full. When I have nothing to do, I feel like eating. When I have something to do, I still feel like I can squeeze in time to munch on something at the same time. I wonder if I'm sick? Like, suffering from food-obsession or something? And without exercise (which means training schedule returns to normal - twice a week), I increase in weight and look meaty (aka baba). Plus, there is more time for me to eat. And I have the mentality, "Since i'm already eating, what's the difference of eating abit more?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been happening for years. And many people have observed that I shrink and grow continuously. Thank goodness I don't keep food in hall (it's true because I know I'll eat non-stop), or else I can't image what will happen to me! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, the whole point of writing this entry is to note down what happened during the weekend, which made me feel like I have put on weight by the pounds!! But more than that, I was pretty happy and felt that my life is very happening!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Let's Sweet with the SBS girls and bugis village shopping =D&lt;br /&gt;Friday - JB for seafood dinner with Anouka, sheesha high =)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - JB city square shopping with senses, seafood dinner, celebrated Justine's birthday =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post up pics (of the saturday trip) to remind myself of how blessed I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5249979021042598713?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5249979021042598713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5249979021042598713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5249979021042598713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5249979021042598713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-actually-very-unhealthy-girl-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2688363733457502408</id><published>2010-09-24T03:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:34:49.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>veron is vice-captain no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially stepped down as v.capt on 20th sept 2010, monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels.so.good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choonfu has replaced fai as the new captain, and phei san as the new v.capt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, my babies has grown up and can take care of themselves. and me, i'll sit back and watch them groom and nurture their babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; SPECTRUM &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2688363733457502408?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2688363733457502408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2688363733457502408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2688363733457502408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2688363733457502408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/09/veron-is-vice-captain-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-4032227108243816245</id><published>2010-08-25T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T14:59:24.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Owl City;&lt;br /&gt;Fireflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---love the lights, love the dream-like setting---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/psuRGfAaju4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/psuRGfAaju4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4032227108243816245?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4032227108243816245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4032227108243816245' 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cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus to work, on the bus back from work, it's still cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i do, my thoughts are all on cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day in and day out, it's killing me. weighing down so heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have a heap of team mates to count on, yet i feel as though i'm fighting a lonesome battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much, so much running through my mind, so much to worry over. yet, so little i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i mustn't give up. not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can put down everything and leave, but i won't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2721560513430763468?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2721560513430763468/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-263665772050586549</id><published>2010-05-10T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:02:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been wanting to post this picture below since eons ago. But the network in hall seems to have a problem with blogger.com so I can't upload pic. Exams are finally over, i've finally moved back home (bloody good to be home :D) and finally I can upload this picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/S-fuhQ7vXOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/T50aZgWXlD8/s1600/Untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469602527713385698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/S-fuhQ7vXOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/T50aZgWXlD8/s400/Untitled1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ong Wee Keat was so proud of himself when he saw this. stupid boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-263665772050586549?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/S-fuhQ7vXOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/T50aZgWXlD8/s72-c/Untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-6695692435401201107</id><published>2010-05-03T03:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T04:05:20.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trained with wc people today. very tiring, but extremely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt so much. and progressed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i felt that i could do more than just extensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks gary, ochi, ken, issac, xing wei, yan heng, gerard for stunting with me.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks gerard for asking me down, he's always helping me to progress.&lt;br /&gt;thanks jolin, hui shan and jaslyn for teaching me how to lock UP, and improve on my stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks xiao rong the most, for accompanying me down. i love xiao rong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6695692435401201107?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6695692435401201107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6695692435401201107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6695692435401201107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6695692435401201107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/05/trained-with-wc-people-today.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5535088567134999761</id><published>2010-04-19T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T14:13:49.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am loving this classic by 張學友 currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;愛是永恆&lt;/span&gt; (cantonese version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the original MV with very very corny arm movements and expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yNGYZom3SCE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yNGYZom3SCE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while this is sang by him live with an ochestra. oh ya, and with very weird hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLsPhnhzVMw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLsPhnhzVMw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the lyrics and super amazed with his vocals - powerful, manly, yet soothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5535088567134999761?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5535088567134999761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5535088567134999761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5535088567134999761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5535088567134999761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-loving-this-classic-by-currently.html' 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falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know, i wont fall all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know, confidence is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems so unreal, so tranquil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is like the girl who hit those stunts is not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe to other flyers out there, hitting single base lib and cupie is nothing. but to me, it is like a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i have gerard and yan heng to thank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-9093928339288617496?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/9093928339288617496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>really tired of all the unhappiness recently.&lt;br /&gt;the negative comments. the sacarsm. the unpleasant words.&lt;br /&gt;your accusations, my stubborness, our attitudes - seriously, what's happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not as simple as just saying sorry, i love you, then kiss and makeup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-147274124012978771?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/147274124012978771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=147274124012978771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/147274124012978771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/147274124012978771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2010/03/really-tired-of-all-unhappiness.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2948674492382149343</id><published>2010-02-06T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:07:27.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to blog list:&lt;br /&gt;- christmas gatherings 2009&lt;br /&gt;- hong kong trip, 11-1-10 to 15-1-10&lt;br /&gt;- HO, 27-1-10&lt;br /&gt;- 3 year anniversary, 3-2-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the lack of updates for the entire month of january and having tonnes of memories to post here, i'm not going to blog abt any of the above or post any related pictures today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're all on facebook, i figured. they're all a thing of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be blogging about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my baby nephew, Andrei, lost his mother.&lt;br /&gt;Today, my cousin, lost his wife.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wonder why life is so difficult to create yet so easy to lose.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I lost a little bit of faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2948674492382149343?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2948674492382149343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I watched as baby darius drifted off to sleep. His big round eyes slowly closing and his little mouth let off a tired yawn. I can tell that baby darius was comfortably and safely falling asleep, tucked in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling is really amazing when I made darius sleep yesterday. Carrying him in my arms with his head resting on my shoulders, gently rocking my body back and forth and petting him on his thighs, that was all it takes to let him know that it was safe to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was somewhat excited when darius actually fell asleep. My first time making a baby sleep! And I quite enjoy the moment even though my arms eventually felt tired and my back was aching a bit. Luckily mummy came into the room and offered to take darius from me so that she can put him on his bed. Then, I kept staring at him while he was sleeping soundly. (ok shit i sound like a pedophile now. eh thats not true, he's really damn cute, even when asleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh i miss darius now! Miss playing silly games with him, miss his megawatt smile, miss his baby smell, miss his incomprehensible baby talk, miss his attention-seeking acts, miss everything about him! even when he poo and cry and vomit his milk out. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;December is coming to an end soon. Lotsa stuff happened this month. Like &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;, it's the HOLS &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt; of course must be happening &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the emotional me, I tend to put my feelings into the things I do or the things I encounter. And so, certain things that probably seem normal to others, may seem like a big fuss to me. Yea, I get sad easily. Especially over things that matters to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee keat said that sometimes, I try too hard to please. I agree. I can't take failures, I can't take cannot for an answer. When I expect something to happen, I will make it happen, even though I may complain and grumble and bitch about it. Why? I dont like to feel or I dont like others to think that I dont have the ability to make things happen. Many times, I feel that I have zero self-confidence. I care too much about what others think. I can't be like wee keat and go "fuck what other people think la". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this Christmas, if santa is real, I wish for more personality, and more strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have a blessed xmas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;filled with all things bright and lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4870652270959265155?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4870652270959265155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4870652270959265155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4870652270959265155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4870652270959265155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-watched-as-baby-darius-drifted-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5658847683755865702</id><published>2009-12-07T19:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:03:19.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Presenting to you the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;VIPs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VIP = Very Important Possession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with the both of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up - &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;My bedsheet+comforter set!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bought the bedsheet set from JP at a discounted price of 70%!!!! Its from Sintex, original price cost more than 100 bucks but I got it for less than $30! Is that value-for-money or what?? Im a sucker or anything thats on SALES, plus a little bit of persuasion from friends and salesperson, my wallet's out. Oops =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping with sweet dreams every night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412460090406797346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrxpmtACI/AAAAAAAABZU/BQ5J0AhYUyQ/s400/SNC00656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But seriously I really like the colour of the bedsheet - nude, cause it looks very back-to-nature and comfy. The comforter was from the Robinsons' sales which I blogged about a few posts back. Really love the comforter too. It's pretty and keeps me warm at night. :) There's actually a matching bedsheet set that comes along with the comforter but I didnt bring it into hall. Shall use it next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second VIP! And a very very very delicious-looking one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadah!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Paper Apple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I fell in love with it the moment I saw it on display. Asked for the price and the lady told me it was $9.90. I thought it was quite costly so I walked away. But after some time, I went back to the shop and bought this darling. I just couldn't resist the temptation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my paper apple - normal-looking when unopened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412459666261503730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrY9ilbvI/AAAAAAAABY8/cX5dE1SfVck/s400/SNC00662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opened up - isn't it pretty? :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412459660843457858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrYpW0nUI/AAAAAAAABY0/EdqbpJ_Wzbw/s400/SNC00660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to pose for a 'smelling-the-apple look' but turns out funny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412459647801160914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrX4xS9NI/AAAAAAAABYs/qu6rBUrnCiQ/s400/Picture0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love how it looks like a fan when half-opened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrZr5PXLI/AAAAAAAABZM/9opQyR1bbPM/s1600-h/SNC00669.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412459678704557234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrZr5PXLI/AAAAAAAABZM/9opQyR1bbPM/s400/SNC00669.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you like a piece of apple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrZbQedmI/AAAAAAAABZE/yRbk7f6BAc0/s1600-h/SNC00667.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412459674238613090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrZbQedmI/AAAAAAAABZE/yRbk7f6BAc0/s400/SNC00667.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weekends at home in a nutshell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- bought my epilator (like FINALLY :D yay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- watched tv. (you have no idea how DEPRIVED i was in hall during the exams period)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- eat. i always over-eat at home. too much snacks lying around. not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- did everything but study for my last paper. &lt;em&gt;at home where got study mood leh you tell me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- made an impulse decision to go &lt;strong&gt;Hong Kong(!!!)&lt;/strong&gt; with my aunt and cousins despite it being very near to HO. parents kept psycho-ing me to go too. lol. kinda regretted after the air tix was booked but I know I WILL regret if I dont go hk. well, things will always work out, I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- went tampines regional library to study for my last paper but I only managed to complete 2 lectures because that place was freaking noisy with inconsiderate uncles and aunties and i swear i will never go there to study again. ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- caught the movie 2012 with wee keat after studying in the library. good movie, provided you leave your brain outside the cinema before you go in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- bought my BB cream from faceshop. living without a sunscreen for the past few days was like living like a vampire. horrible X 37463791698126977 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;decided to take MC for my paper tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the first time, very first time in my life as a sudent, to skip a paper. I've never missed any exam before, not even a test, so making this decision was a rather difficult one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a period of internal struggle, followed by trying to study for what seemed like an endless amount of lecture notes, then fall into despair knowing I could never finish it by 9 a.m tomorrow, chiding myself for going home over the weekends and not focusing on my last paper, asking my friends for their advice and suggestions, procrastinating again, and finally, I made the ultimate decision - To take MC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this is the best decision for now, and that it is for the sake of an 'A' grade when I take the paper again next year. damn. i feel really guilty since making the decison and I kept thinking if I should attempt to chiong finish my notes and see if I can make it for the paper tomorrow. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica Leong please don't regret your decision!!!&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/18928200-5658847683755865702?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5658847683755865702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5658847683755865702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5658847683755865702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5658847683755865702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/12/presenting-to-you-vips-in-my-room-vip.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SxzrxpmtACI/AAAAAAAABZU/BQ5J0AhYUyQ/s72-c/SNC00656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-7471679364842136249</id><published>2009-11-27T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:06:42.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cindy posted this Lady GaGa Music Video on her blog. I find it really quirky and out of the ordinary so decided to share it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Very weird dance, not sure whether to use the word sexy or sadist. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;One moment I can feel the sadness, the other moment I'm taken aback by the erratic scene.&lt;br /&gt;And the costume - BOOMZ! or should I use SHINGZ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Look and you'll see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lady Gaga - Bad Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MsthwTUTylQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MsthwTUTylQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7471679364842136249?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7471679364842136249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7471679364842136249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7471679364842136249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7471679364842136249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/cindy-posted-this-lady-gaga-music-video.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2520509797162726471</id><published>2009-11-26T21:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:42:51.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY POUCH DIED ON ME TODAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my purple, velvety, shiny-big-heart pouch left me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in memory of it, i shall name it................POUCHY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(ok not very creative i know but hey, the simplest names are always the nicest. no? actually no, because "veronica" is not simple but it's a superbly nice name!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back to pouchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pouchy's one of my most favourite pouch and she's reeeeeeally pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there, see below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408397689625818226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sw59CzYwtHI/AAAAAAAABYU/mqucn4PaMns/s400/Picture0020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretty hor??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pouchy has served me faithfully for many yrs and has been keeping my valuables intact and safe from harm all these while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;following me everywhere I go, not a word of complain or grumble no matter what i squeeze into her body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the best part is, pouchy still remains very pretty no matter where i put her - on the kopitiam table, on the lecture theatre chair, on the concrete floor, in my bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And today, on this fateful day, despite being very very relunctant, pouchy ended her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;while i was rushing to pack my bag for exam, i put some valuables into pouchy so that i can bring her into the exam hall. but, her zip just wouldn't zip up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;both of us struggled to zip her up, neither one of us wanted to give in! we fight and pull and twist and turn, and still to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then suddenly, her zip decided to leave one its track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;see the broken zip. poor pouchy, cannot close up her body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408397701326261458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sw59De-XTNI/AAAAAAAABYc/rDooNu6ptOc/s400/Picture0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then, we knew it was time. pouchy couldn't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with a heavy heart, i left my room for the exam, feeling very very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, we all know every physical thing has a lifespan. when it got to go, it got to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, bye bye pouchy! I will miss you. You may have a limited lifespan but my love for you will never fade. (LOL so cheesy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last picture with pouchy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408397702428673634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sw59DjFMxmI/AAAAAAAABYk/PyEdOvUos-E/s400/Picture0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As the chinese saying goes, if the old doesn't go, the new won't come.&lt;br /&gt;and YAY(!!!), time to use my new COACH pouch! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall name it coachy...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/18928200-2520509797162726471?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2520509797162726471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2520509797162726471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2520509797162726471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2520509797162726471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-pouch-died-on-me-today-my-purple.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sw59CzYwtHI/AAAAAAAABYU/mqucn4PaMns/s72-c/Picture0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-5168257661222391832</id><published>2009-11-24T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:43:49.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This made me cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wj-YMiY4RAA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wj-YMiY4RAA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another reason why I posted this is because I just studied about Alzheimer's Disease for my Neurobiology paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Alzheimer's disease (AD), patients lose a selected part of their memory. This is because, in layman's terms, a mutation happened, which "changed" our genes, and hence affect the normal functioning of our brain cells (neurons). Neurons are unable to survive as efficiently as before so they die, resulting in loss of information (memory) stored in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unlike Parkinson's disease, patients with AD are unaware of their condition, which makes caring for them difficult. Don't assume that AD only happen at an old age. Early-phase AD can occur too, and it is genetically-related. People who have relatives or grandparents suffering from the disease are more likely to get AD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I personally think that I will want to go for a genetic analysis before I get married, to know more about my predispositions and general health status. However, I'm not quite sure if this service is available in Singapore, and how much it actually costs to do such an analysis. Anyone knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never know when your body will fail you. So, love your body and appreciate what it has done for you!&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/18928200-5168257661222391832?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5168257661222391832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5168257661222391832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5168257661222391832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5168257661222391832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-made-me-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5774234077323459523</id><published>2009-11-21T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T15:12:43.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Currently listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/stEjTFMb940&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/stEjTFMb940&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. This usually doesn't happen but for this year, I wish Christmas will come soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently studying:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iJPFSNu_QNs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iJPFSNu_QNs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Using my brain to study my brain =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5774234077323459523?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5774234077323459523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5774234077323459523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5774234077323459523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5774234077323459523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/currently-listening-to-ps.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3319349077541664676</id><published>2009-11-19T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:31:30.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the best animation on Action Potential and Saltatory Conduction that i've seen so far. I like it a lot a lot!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in 3D, narrated, explained at an appropriate pace which makes it easy to follow and very very comprehensive! Anyone with a little bit of neurobiology background should be able to understand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allthingsscience.com/video/750/The-Schwann-Cell-and-Action-Potential"&gt;All Things Science - The Schwann Cell and Action Potential&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know this is super random but studying for neurobio is really damn 'sian' and 'chim', need to find things to cheer myself up. lol.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3319349077541664676?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3319349077541664676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3319349077541664676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3319349077541664676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3319349077541664676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-things-science-schwann-cell-and.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3733939387105238001</id><published>2009-11-14T16:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:08:12.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally at home! And finally I can post pictures! I knew the culprit was my hall's internet access!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, astroboy(!) and my boy is here!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403886028878252290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sv51tlX8CQI/AAAAAAAABXk/5MLrzgvgMFY/s400/SNC00642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403888001333312594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sv53gZV3vFI/AAAAAAAABX0/XHQgu1VnDWc/s400/SNC00643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took this using my webcam when i was away. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sv51t8kJ8tI/AAAAAAAABXs/ftKwMmT9RHQ/s1600-h/Picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403886035103511250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sv51t8kJ8tI/AAAAAAAABXs/ftKwMmT9RHQ/s400/Picture0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lots of good things happened when i got back home! I really miss home, and i'm absolutely sick of hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday night, I heard the ding-ding-ding bell from the ice-cream man. It got me so excited that I rushed down to the carpark to get an ice-cream cone from him! 'Childhood ice-cream', that what I name them. They're the best, the king of all ice-creams. Ben N Jerrys, Hagan Daaz or swensens can all step aside. Plus, it's always cheap. And never fail to cheer me up! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And that night, I slept at 1 am! I forgot when was the last time i actually slept at 1 am. Sleeping times are always so crazy in hall. That is if you get to sleep. And sometimes, I don't even feel that I'd slept even though I really did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, I went to the expo robinsons' sales with my parents. They wanted to get pillows cos the ones at home were too soft and lumpy. OMG the bedlinens there are so so so so so cheap can!! I have this thing for bedlinens. Seriously, I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;bedlinens. Because I dont have a comforter, and I've been bugging my mum to get one for me, she finally got one comforter+bedsheet set for me!! YAYs i love mummy! Its on sales, and super cheap and value-for-money. Plus the design is nice and material not bad. =D I am a happy girl now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end, we left robinsales with 2 king koil memory pillows, 1 comforter set, 15 masks (buy 10 free 5, so reasonable!), 2 Lux body foam (luv Lux) and 2 Eversoft facial foams. Total about $116 but we had 10% off with the Safra card. OCBC/Robinsons credit card holders get additonal 10% off. DAMN GOOD DEAL! I'm not advertising for robinsons here, I'm just sharing my very pleasant and fruitful shopping experience today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh and luckily I reminded my parents not to let me go to the lingerie section or else we'll definitely spend more. Like bedlinens, I have this soft spot for lingerie too. Ladies are much more fortunate than men, because WE GET TO WEAR PRETTY LINGERIE! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The world is really small. I saw yanni and terence today at the expo. They went to visit the Hello Kitty Lab at Hall 1. Entrance fee is 38 bucks each! Ouch. Well well, most new couples dont scrimp. Love blinds their financial sense. Ask wee keat to buy something for me now, and he'll either tell me that it's not nice, or to buy it myself. Times are different now. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then after leaving expo, while driving back, my dad stopped at a red light. And beside my dad's car is a BAT van. Guess who's inside? The uncle who I was under at that time! Such a coincidence! I never imagined I would meet someone I know while driving on the road, and I did today! Didnt say hi though. Cos I felt crazy to wind down the window and wave and smile to catch his attention just to say hi. lol. and its even more embarassing if he doesnt remember me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lastly, and once again, it's good to be home :)&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/18928200-3733939387105238001?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3733939387105238001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3733939387105238001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3733939387105238001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3733939387105238001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-at-home-and-finally-i-can-post.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sv51tlX8CQI/AAAAAAAABXk/5MLrzgvgMFY/s72-c/SNC00642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-5388282640929167493</id><published>2009-11-12T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:17:27.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I met a kind soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for bus B when a car pulled up in front of the bus stop and the driver asked me if I wanted a lift to school. Well, since it's on the way, and the bus is nowhere in sight, I thought "why not?". And so, I accepted the ride to North Spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such little and random gestures of kindness may seem nothing, and to some "bo liao". But when you actually accept kindness from others, it definitely brightens up your day, and set you thinking about spreading the kindness to others around you. You don't have to do big and impressive things to show that you are kind, just a smile or a "hello" can in fact do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some will feel that "Oh it's because you're a girl, so he offered to give you a lift." Well, that's up to them, but I definitely do not think that it's a gender-biased act. Kindness does not discriminate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, spread the love everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Zhi Hao, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5388282640929167493?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5388282640929167493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5388282640929167493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5388282640929167493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5388282640929167493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-met-kind-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2769302827849352169</id><published>2009-11-08T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:19:25.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/axS8s2NIRIY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/axS8s2NIRIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;can't stop listening to this song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think i'm in love with Coco.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2769302827849352169?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2769302827849352169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2769302827849352169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2769302827849352169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2769302827849352169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-stop-listening-to-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5317889836554432694</id><published>2009-11-07T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:29:10.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't I post pictures on blogger and livejournal? This only happens in hall but not at home. What's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really want to post pictures of me and keat at the Astro Boy movie. He's really cute. Astro boy, not wee keat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Wee keat's cute as well, but not when he's mad at me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Astro Boy's quite a nice movie. A slight touch-and-g0 about friendship, fitting into where you belong, and doing what you think you should do. Rather, more on the relationship between a father and his son. Action-wise, it doesn't appeal so much to me because it's only a cartoon and would probably appeal more to kids. The humour tickles me though - the RRF (lol!). Good watch overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Wee keat. He has really amazing features. In secondary school and JC, friends say he looks like Anpan Man. In army, they say he looks like Ninja Turtle. Now, in Uni, uncle and gang claim he looks like Astro Boy. My bf's got an ever-changing face! Next time when I can post pictures, I'm gonna do a "How similar?" compare-and-contrast picture of him vs the cartoon characters. (that is if I can find time out of rushing lab reports and studying for exams.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5317889836554432694?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5317889836554432694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5317889836554432694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5317889836554432694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5317889836554432694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-cant-i-post-pictures-on-blogger-and.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2241031343953844123</id><published>2009-11-01T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:03:47.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its proven, that every time the exam period arrives, i'll enter the emo mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semesters after semesters, it's been like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its logical for people to become emo or stressed during exam, right? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet there's something i can do about it, but i just dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im emo over&lt;br /&gt;my studies (duh!) - the HUGE amount of mat'l I need to read understand absorb and apply,&lt;br /&gt;cheer (cheer cheer cheer...sigh),&lt;br /&gt;the lab reportsss I have yet to do,&lt;br /&gt;my r/s with keat,&lt;br /&gt;my time management, or the lack of,&lt;br /&gt;whether i'm going to get a place in hall next yr,&lt;br /&gt;my weight (why should I even be bothered with it?!?!),&lt;br /&gt;and things which I cant even pinpoint on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHH its frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;but semesters after semesters, I emerge from this unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;still the same me, neither stronger or weaker. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and so it will be this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you V. get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2241031343953844123?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2241031343953844123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2241031343953844123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2241031343953844123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2241031343953844123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-proven-that-every-time-exam-period.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-6606254627977513800</id><published>2009-10-20T01:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:16:46.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new blog</title><content type='html'>sometimes, when i'm bored or when i simply have nothing to do (FB is getting boring!), i surf fashion blogs or photography websites to look at pretty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're taken by really talented photographers and each one of the pictures expresses different emotions and clearly (sometimes unclearly) reflects what the photographer wants to portray. i think they're really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've therefore created another blog so that I am able to keep all my favourite photographers, fashion blogs, art blogs and anything that I admire in that little space, and hopefully, share these beautiful work of art with all of you. Link below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://missvavaron.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://missvavaron.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(added this link under the 'ME' section on the right too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6606254627977513800?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6606254627977513800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6606254627977513800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6606254627977513800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6606254627977513800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-when-im-bored-or-when-i.html' title='my new blog'/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3317246698179730346</id><published>2009-10-19T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:45:36.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just painted my nails. both fingers and toes.&lt;br /&gt;did nail art too.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so shiok.&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm a nails-person. i wouldnt spend money going for manicures/pedicures, or feeling down becos my nails are cui.&lt;br /&gt;its just that having my nails painted by myself after so so long makes me feel that I'm loving myself and taking care of myself. I feel pampered, polished and feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la I know some ppl will go "crap!" or "sam pat!".&lt;br /&gt;the truth is that my bottles of nail polishes have been sitting there for waaaay too long and i'm afraid that they will spoil if i dun use them so I decided not to waste them and paint my nails since I have the time today even thou there's schoolwork waiting to do done but i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no thats not the truth, im kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3317246698179730346?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3317246698179730346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3317246698179730346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3317246698179730346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3317246698179730346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-painted-my-nails.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5951314252099014982</id><published>2009-10-16T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:00:57.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Came across the blog below while i was surfing for information to complement what I've learnt during the Bt Timah Field Trip for my Plant Biology module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wondercreation.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://wondercreation.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should really treasure the ecology we have in tropical Singapore and start learning and/or acting on how to conserve our flora and fauna. Plants really amaze me, in all sorts of wonderful ways. I guess I've found a module which I REALLY like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Found an insect nest next to my door this afternoon. About 3 cm wide, 4.5 cm in length. Build of soil with a round opening at the top. Initially did not take much notice of it until my neighbour told me that a large flying insect kept flying back to this block of soil. The moment she told me, the insect came back and stuck its head into the opening and stayed there for quite some time. At this moment, I realised, there must be something inside!! Her babies?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok i got to do something, right? So when mummy insect was away, I splashed water on the nest, hoping that the sand-block would collapse by itself. Eh...it stayed intact leh. Damn, mummy can really build good homes! Second strategy, gotta hit the nest and break it. OF COURSE I wouldnt use my hands la. I hum ji &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;. I used the McDonalds' Apple Pie box (wee keat bought apple pie for me. yay!) and tried to pry the nest open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A portion at the top fell off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAIT! Did I see something green and long in there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND ITS MOVING! WTF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, I'm really hum ji. Better return to my room and call wee keat for SOS. msn-ed him, he doesnt want to come, says he's lazy. huh...? like that ah....ok &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt; I'll pester him again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awhile later, I opened my door and peered out. Mummy fly is back! She's (or It's?) busy doing something to her nest. Maybe she's trying to save her home? &lt;em&gt;Aiya&lt;/em&gt;, dont care &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;, I go back into my room lest she finds out I'm the one who drowned her home and she gets a bunch of other mummy flies to come attack me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some time later, open my door again and GUESS WHAT I SAW? A long, thin, GREEN worm hanging out of the nest. OHMYGOODNESSWHATTHEHECKITSSUPERDAMNGROSS! Then I looked down on the floor and saw TWO MORE worms (abt 2 cm long) lying there. EVENMOREFREAKINGGROSSISWEAR! They're dead I guess but I can't be bothered to check cos its making me sick and I can't bear to take a second look at them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went back to my room and jieying asked if I wanted to go out for dinner. Asked wee keat if he wants to go and he's okay. HAH good way to get him to come up and settle the worms for me. When he's outside, I showed him the worms on the floor. (yea they're really dead cos they're still in the same position.) Passed him the apple pie box and he began to sweep the nest off the wall while I began to scream non-stop. I thought there was only three worms and nothing left. But I was wrong, very wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There were FIVE TO SIX WORMS IN TOTAL. Gross? Extremely. All long, thin and green. And all dead. I guess I drowned them. Oops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wee keat was pissed off by my screaming (it was uncontrollable can, imagine the horror unfolding in front of my eyes?) and left the worms on the corridor. Whatthehell people might just step on them and squash them! Eeee dont even want to imagine the scene! I had to ask him to sweep them into the side-drain. He swept them in, and now they're there. I hope the cleaner aunty faster come back and clear them away! Or some birds come along to eat them up! It's eerie to know they're outside my room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fyi, we went to have dinner after that episode. With him calling me useless, stupid, brainless, bimbo all the way from hall 13 to quad. Ok &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt; let him scold since he help me clear the worms. Let him boost his ego a bit. :P And yep, I could still swallow my dinner. Worms are disgusting but they do not affect my appetite. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talk about loving and conserving nature at the start of the post, hahahahha. Worms cannot &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. To me, cannot. I really DO NOT LIKE worms. I like plants and nature and animals but not insects. Repeat, I do &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; like worms. *shrieks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5951314252099014982?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5951314252099014982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5951314252099014982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5951314252099014982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5951314252099014982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/10/came-across-blog-below-while-i-was.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-4139772319287464125</id><published>2009-10-06T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:57:26.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In today's world, we try to meet as many people as we can at one go.&lt;br /&gt;We think this saves time, money and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one of the members is unable to meet up, we postpone the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;We think by going ahead without the full group, we waste time, money and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when there is a special occasion, such as a birthday, do we bother to arrange meeting up.&lt;br /&gt;We think we are too busy to spend time, money and effort on random meetups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont deny that i am one of the 'We', but at the same time, if catching-up has evolved to be like this, I'm afraid I will lose the emotional touch with my friends one by one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4139772319287464125?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4139772319287464125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4139772319287464125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4139772319287464125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4139772319287464125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-todays-world-we-try-to-meet-as-many.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2965547457987300349</id><published>2009-09-30T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:47:58.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally fulfilled my diving dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an awesome experience, really.&lt;br /&gt;having a bad fall before leaving for tioman, getting pricked by sea urchin underwater, ending up with two swollen and fugly fingers, diving in a stormy weather - all these made the whole trip even more memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats us, leaving for a beach dive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SsNCpyp5KRI/AAAAAAAABW0/M6Wpsa0nEsw/s1600-h/9022_157492762944_694857944_2768941_1876378_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387222865004800274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SsNCpyp5KRI/AAAAAAAABW0/M6Wpsa0nEsw/s400/9022_157492762944_694857944_2768941_1876378_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;now the next qns, should i go for the advanced course?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2965547457987300349?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2965547457987300349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2965547457987300349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2965547457987300349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2965547457987300349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-fulfilled-my-diving-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SsNCpyp5KRI/AAAAAAAABW0/M6Wpsa0nEsw/s72-c/9022_157492762944_694857944_2768941_1876378_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-2895594766126926281</id><published>2009-09-21T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:34:07.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>siyi's 21st.&lt;br /&gt;she's an amazing woman. going to great lengths and putting in 101% effort to plan and execute her party. you can say she's a perfectionist, but there's nothing wrong with being one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cakes and cupcakes baked by Sera and her sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bakingroom.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bakingroom.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383831063388914306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src109ACgoI/AAAAAAAABV8/3PTTEYk_mpw/s400/SNC00291.jpg" /&gt;each cupcake of a unique design, no two guests will receive the same cupcake. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src110_43iI/AAAAAAAABWM/IQo8hNjufos/s1600-h/SNC00305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383831078420667938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src110_43iI/AAAAAAAABWM/IQo8hNjufos/s400/SNC00305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautifully desgined masks that siyi specially ordered for her party.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src11TyX5xI/AAAAAAAABWE/Mvh1sS13pms/s1600-h/SNC00301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383831069505611538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src11TyX5xI/AAAAAAAABWE/Mvh1sS13pms/s400/SNC00301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rewind back to august.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken at Mayday Concert. Indoor Stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought e tix for his 21st bday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For both of us, its our first time watching a concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src10OwQkzI/AAAAAAAABV0/eOE9CaeyJcw/s1600-h/SNC00147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383831050974696242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src10OwQkzI/AAAAAAAABV0/eOE9CaeyJcw/s400/SNC00147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src1zT6mUxI/AAAAAAAABVs/8Xt3pPj5OHM/s1600-h/IMG_6762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383831035180372754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src1zT6mUxI/AAAAAAAABVs/8Xt3pPj5OHM/s400/IMG_6762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2895594766126926281?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2895594766126926281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2895594766126926281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2895594766126926281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2895594766126926281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/09/siyis-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Src109ACgoI/AAAAAAAABV8/3PTTEYk_mpw/s72-c/SNC00291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-6798308818170592465</id><published>2009-09-13T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:35:58.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;places like this makes my day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people like them makes my life &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6q1ls-uI/AAAAAAAABVk/opj_Cu_1aPA/s1600-h/SNC00245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380951268647566050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6q1ls-uI/AAAAAAAABVk/opj_Cu_1aPA/s400/SNC00245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6qdQLM-I/AAAAAAAABVc/qlVsSrJxPo0/s1600-h/SNC00246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380951262114821090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6qdQLM-I/AAAAAAAABVc/qlVsSrJxPo0/s400/SNC00246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6p21TeJI/AAAAAAAABVU/YWWj4PPWXIU/s1600-h/SNC00247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380951251801569426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6p21TeJI/AAAAAAAABVU/YWWj4PPWXIU/s400/SNC00247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6pRO3xLI/AAAAAAAABVM/hA-PFSJVF0w/s1600-h/SNC00248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380951241708258482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6pRO3xLI/AAAAAAAABVM/hA-PFSJVF0w/s400/SNC00248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6o_cGd2I/AAAAAAAABVE/XYvY1wsD0bY/s1600-h/SNC00249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380951236931909474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6o_cGd2I/AAAAAAAABVE/XYvY1wsD0bY/s400/SNC00249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6TO3JgrI/AAAAAAAABU8/OgcSwaFJv-4/s1600-h/SNC00250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380950863114764978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6TO3JgrI/AAAAAAAABU8/OgcSwaFJv-4/s400/SNC00250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6Sq3u1uI/AAAAAAAABU0/KDLQOG5af6A/s1600-h/SNC00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380950853453534946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6Sq3u1uI/AAAAAAAABU0/KDLQOG5af6A/s400/SNC00251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6R_7RJUI/AAAAAAAABUs/XsA3SBewRQ0/s1600-h/SNC00252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380950841925641538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6R_7RJUI/AAAAAAAABUs/XsA3SBewRQ0/s400/SNC00252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6RTL8ZcI/AAAAAAAABUk/_yevdTz7YBI/s1600-h/SNC00254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380950829915989442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6RTL8ZcI/AAAAAAAABUk/_yevdTz7YBI/s400/SNC00254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6Q0AoPXI/AAAAAAAABUc/bWMD7okP7mM/s1600-h/SNC00255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380950821547031922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6Q0AoPXI/AAAAAAAABUc/bWMD7okP7mM/s400/SNC00255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dor is the most random and quirky lady i've ever met. really full of weird ideas and big big dreams. justine is the loudest and chirpiest woman, you need super lots of patience and energy to hang out with her but you can't help but love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets shop/chill out/chit chat/eat AGAIN soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and OF COURSE, dy and ty too! (stop being so busy la you two! :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6798308818170592465?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6798308818170592465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6798308818170592465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6798308818170592465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6798308818170592465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/09/places-like-this-makes-my-day-people.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sqz6q1ls-uI/AAAAAAAABVk/opj_Cu_1aPA/s72-c/SNC00245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-6989327492833151200</id><published>2009-09-04T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:04:37.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My biological clock is screwed up ever since i moved back into hall.&lt;br /&gt;wonder why i can fall asleep so quickly and soundly at home, but it's difficult in hall.&lt;br /&gt;well, obviously it has to do with the hectic school and hall life. DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really NEED to tune back my biological clock.&lt;br /&gt;does that equate to a less-happening school/hall life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: realised i haven watched a movie in ages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6989327492833151200?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6989327492833151200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6989327492833151200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6989327492833151200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6989327492833151200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-biological-clock-is-screwed-up-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5345775381410804931</id><published>2009-08-23T02:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:46:52.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>note to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. STOP spending money on clothes! save save save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self and jieying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i have enough undies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5345775381410804931?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5345775381410804931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5345775381410804931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5345775381410804931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5345775381410804931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-been-neglecting-this-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-7504445921487670778</id><published>2009-08-04T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:46:47.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holidays are coming to an end. and the dreaded period of going back to school is here once again. ahhh its a bittersweet feeling. i miss school yet i dun miss school. ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tonnes of events took place this hols! happening hapening happening =D&lt;br /&gt;I had planned to post up pics for each event to summarise this holiday, HOWEVER, blogger is screwed-up YET AGAIN, and i've decided not to post those pics up anymore. they're all up on fb, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A written summary:&lt;br /&gt;Redang trip (THE highlight, absolutely :) )&lt;br /&gt;worked at BAT (met really lovely ladies, earned some bucks, learnt lotsa stuff)&lt;br /&gt;my 21st celebration&lt;br /&gt;and countless of other 21st parties,&lt;br /&gt;and a 1-yr-old party&lt;br /&gt;met up with friends (great food + great companions)&lt;br /&gt;kite-flying =D&lt;br /&gt;spent time with family&lt;br /&gt;A LOT A LOT of training&lt;br /&gt;(and i prolly mised out a couple of events, there're just too many!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the final one, Hall 13 Freshmen Orientation Camp 2009!!&lt;br /&gt;so far, i'm rather enjoying the camp and the people there. It's going to be the 2nd last (or last?) camp that i'm going to attend so i really wanna enjoy myself to the fullest. I mean, how often do you get to have so much fun and nonsense after stepping out into the working society?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7504445921487670778?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7504445921487670778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7504445921487670778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7504445921487670778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7504445921487670778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/08/holidays-are-coming-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-4902790537739401523</id><published>2009-07-01T00:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T03:02:42.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yes my birthday post is UP! now you all can see how happenings my 21st is. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 June, Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; Picnic with my primary school girls at ECP.&lt;br /&gt;They got up early in the morning to prepare food and baked muffins! And they gave me a huge surprise at ECP. Althou they were all late (too much of a coincidence?), but i LOVED everything that they did. Thanks darlings! big big hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168012236912834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpF8eBdeMI/AAAAAAAABOs/vWN-97-RKa8/s400/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 June, Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt; Lunch gathering with my relatives at 海香楼, Parkroyal Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;I swear this lunch gathering is much better than organising a chalet! I'm super glad that I wasn't pressured to book a chalet, just like what my elder cousins did. Cooling enviroment, glam outfits, yummy food prepared by chefs, food served right up to our tables and a private room all by oursleves are just what I want for my birthday. Thanks daddy and mummy! MUACKS! Thanks dear for the cake!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168000806776482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpF7zcTbqI/AAAAAAAABOk/vthXV6lUpJM/s400/P1010053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 June, Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt; Dinner with JC girls at Kenny Rogers, Marina Sq.&lt;br /&gt;I took a cab to MS after work and it cost me a BOMB @#$*&amp;amp;^%!$\ But it was worth it meeting my darlings. I totally adore the gifts box they gave me and most of all, the NOTICEBOARD they designed below! its amazing! i love them girls to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168498983399010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpGYzS3bmI/AAAAAAAABPE/vbgpkSz8_J0/s400/frm+g,k,j+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16-17 June, Tuesday Midnight:&lt;/strong&gt; Dear asked me out to pasir ris park around 11plus cos he wanted to be the first one to spend my birthday with me. so sweet of him. he got a sara lee cake from 7-11 for me to blow candles with. thank baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168506906091330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpGZQzyH0I/AAAAAAAABPU/KcCXU5SBPzY/s400/5056_101568746580_702201580_2498617_7914826_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 June, Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; MY BIRTHDAY! It was just a simple dinner with dear at TampinesONE at Say Cheez. The food there is good, but we didnt try their cheesecakes thou, had too much cakes over the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 June, Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; Dinner with Sera at Bakerzin, TampinesONE.&lt;br /&gt;we've been wanting to dine at bakerzin together since forever. so glad we finally can eat at the newly open restaurant here :) Sera gave me chocolate truffles and a super pretty umbrella! i love the brolly A LOT! They're both from UK, cant find in sg lor! I'm gonna bring it everywhere i go. And i'm really happy that sera is back in sg for good! no longer have to wait for her holidays to come to sg before we can meetup =D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168014932567026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpF8oEJ4_I/AAAAAAAABO0/HiKOUr0CzkY/s400/frm+sera+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 June, Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; KTV with secondary school friends at Cash Studio.&lt;br /&gt;That was a freaking FUNNY night. i've never sang songs until so high before. imagine us dancing and prancing around in the room like nobody's business. cash studio is gonna be my favourite ktv place now! thanks dear for organising and buying the cake. muack!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167992251765586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpF7TkoU1I/AAAAAAAABOc/VIoKzd_IMh8/s400/P1010069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 June, Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; Dinner with hall mates at Minds Cafe, Tampines Safra.&lt;br /&gt;Also another ultra FUNNY night! we played Taboo and qq &amp;amp; gerard were hilarious. oh and the cake that peiyao and congyan baked for me is OMG heavenly! i also got uber pretty cards from jieying, xue and ade! i love handmade cards! they're so sweet!! oh i almost forgot! my theme that night was "You're my STAR!" and everyone had to come with star(s) on them. Ter didnt and he got a silly penalty. I know a lot of people cheated anyway, but at least they bothered to cheat. lol. xue was the winner! she's dressed head to toes in stars!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167989107913314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpF7H3E8mI/AAAAAAAABOU/UQp6xfXTN-0/s400/SDC12361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, thats about it for my birthday week. after receiving all my presents, i realised a cute coincidence among my presents. I got a lot of presents &lt;strong&gt;in pairs&lt;/strong&gt;, and they're given by different people on different days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 identical necklaces from SK jewellery. how coincident!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpG1mbFGbI/AAAAAAAABP0/clVVcp-wNLM/s1600-h/2+pouches.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168980313371442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpG00Y38zI/AAAAAAAABPk/h156WfhLZ_A/s400/2+necklaces.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 wallets - burberry (:D) and chanel&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168513235419314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpGZoY0ALI/AAAAAAAABPc/J4F5wYFEGwA/s400/2+wallets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 pouches - coach &amp;amp; kimidolls (i'm so gonna use both of them!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168993744394674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpG1mbFGbI/AAAAAAAABP0/clVVcp-wNLM/s400/2+pouches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 undergarments - yes, they did it. LOL. stars boxshorts &amp;amp; hearts panty. damn cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpG1BF-h_I/AAAAAAAABPs/oZnuvqTLhWM/s1600-h/2+panties.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353168983723771890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpG1BF-h_I/AAAAAAAABPs/oZnuvqTLhWM/s400/2+panties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 earrings, and both pairs were presented in really pretty pouches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpFWgxLthI/AAAAAAAABOM/OTDRrGD17h0/s1600-h/2+earrings.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167360138917394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpFWgxLthI/AAAAAAAABOM/OTDRrGD17h0/s400/2+earrings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 dresses - one casual, one formal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpFWRcuEzI/AAAAAAAABOE/nnVw2FpZuwQ/s1600-h/2+dresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167356026557234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpFWRcuEzI/AAAAAAAABOE/nnVw2FpZuwQ/s400/2+dresses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bags, and both are the vintage, schoolbag kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpFWKUSl5I/AAAAAAAABN8/FXc9ylP8Unk/s1600-h/2+bags.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167354112153490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpFWKUSl5I/AAAAAAAABN8/FXc9ylP8Unk/s400/2+bags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a VERY happy 21st birthday celebration, complete with awfully nice presents and lovely messages &amp;amp; blessings from family and friends. Really hope that all my wishes will come true and I will become a tai tai in future. hahha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4902790537739401523?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4902790537739401523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4902790537739401523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4902790537739401523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4902790537739401523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-yes-my-birthday-post-is-up-now-you.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SkpF8eBdeMI/AAAAAAAABOs/vWN-97-RKa8/s72-c/P1010002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-7622661310547752298</id><published>2009-06-30T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:56:11.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been trying to upload my bday pics for hours but they just wouldn't show up. I guess blogger is PMS-ing at the moment. So i guess i'll try again when blogger is feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay for now just some random entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. R.I.P MJ. I believe many people will remember you as the King of Pop for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go watch transformers! its EXTREMELY action-packed. MUST WATCH =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7622661310547752298?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7622661310547752298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7622661310547752298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7622661310547752298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7622661310547752298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-trying-to-upload-my-bday-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-833048447696901192</id><published>2009-06-27T01:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:46:58.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my birthday week was really incredible. had sooo much fun and was showered with sooo much love. big big thanks to my family and friends =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tonnes to blog about in my next entry on my birthday celebrations, need to organise the pics and stuff first. till then... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, had an argument/debate/discussion (whatever you call it) with him just now. didnt expect things to turn out that way. the feeling sucks, like damn big time. and the worst thing was we're talking on the phone, which makes things even harder to smoothen out. shucks i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can foresee more of such incidents happening in future. becos we're both sorry but not sorry. we're both opiniated. we both dont like to lose. or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. this is making me cranky. fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-833048447696901192?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/833048447696901192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=833048447696901192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/833048447696901192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/833048447696901192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-birthday-week-was-really-incredible.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-6164941125870789972</id><published>2009-06-08T00:16:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:49:10.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;presents presents presents. they're such angels to receive yet its a bitch buying them. what to get? will s/he like it? does s/he need it? what's the budget? which design suits best? blah blah blah...so many criteria to fulfil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking a lot about presents this year. becos people around me are all turning 21. every month there'll be bday parties, every month we'll have to buy present(s), every month i spend a lot of money. help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand the helplessness (and sometimes frustration) when people cant agree on what to buy. So, it definitely helps if the birthday character has a wishlist that friends can make reference to. However, when it comes to your own birthday, you would feel paiseh to tell your friends your wishlist. Its like asking your friends to buy you a present, so bu yao lian right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I feel paiseh to publish a wishlist, I know that it can save my friends/relatives a lot of time and brain juice. After thinking a lot these few days, I'm going to split my wishlist into catergories. Some are totally out of the question (they're there to remind myself to attain them when I can), some are quite useful ideas. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;-Needs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Wallet - my current one, which i used for 2 years, is still serving me well, albeit quite dirty already. i feel that the cards compartments are not enough too. if i receive one, i hope it'll be a classic and feminine design, and NOT patented. plus, it MUST have a coin compartment. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Monthly disposable contact lens - i'm using the last pair now and yes, i need to buy more for trainings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Diving license - ya i know this is not a need but i really really really hope to be a qualified diver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;- Material Wants -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Room decor/furnishing - okay i've always wanted a house of my own so I can be my own interior designer. but that'll not come true in the near future. however, i do have a room in NTU and i want to make it 'me'. I'm planning to go for the "old english" look. Therefore, think pale pink, white and light brown. Lace, roses and wood. Cosy and romantic setting. Things to get include bedsheet w blanket, curtains, pretty lamp, and many misc. items that I'll be using everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch - i have one or two already which i'm using alternately. not a need but dont mind more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. mp3 - i actually dont have the habit of listening to music while on the go. its a depending-on-mood kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. shades - want them becos i though its cool to wear shades. i have two already, cheap kinds without UV protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. handbags - please. girls, no, women can never get enough of handbags. they're good for so many occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. dark blue straightcut jeans - eh, erm, ahh...jeans are easy to match with everything.&lt;br /&gt;7. Dye hair - i'm dying to do something to my hair before school reopen. its what Veronica does, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bikinis &amp;amp; lingerie - ok fine YES i admit i like innerwear. they're much prettier than what we wear on the outside and they brighten up my day. (NO white underwears/briefs please! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Clinique products - i heard their products are good. and their adverts attracted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Foundation &amp;amp; make-up base - my current powder has quite poor coverage and doesnt stay long, i feel like changing foundation but dunno which to choose. then again, i rarely use foundation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Layered necklace - its the trend now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;- Wants that I can only dream about -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Lasik - no more spectacles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Permanent Hair removal - no more unsightly hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Freckles whitening laser - no more Seven Sisters on my nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Car - no more public transport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. All-expense-paid shopping spree - no more price comparison and hesitation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Stay in maldives forever - no more fast-paced life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Own a Subway franchise - nice sandwiches everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. To be 43 kg - LOLLLLLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok thats about it. i dont mind receiving presents other than whats on this list. i love variety! hope my frens would be creative and sweet =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turning 21 is a chore, but being 21 is much worst. i hope i can be 18 everyday.&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/18928200-6164941125870789972?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6164941125870789972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6164941125870789972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6164941125870789972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6164941125870789972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/06/presents-presents-presents.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-1578141609081124791</id><published>2009-05-25T13:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:51:59.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Created a quiz some time back on facebook after wee keat persistently urge me to do so. He wanted to prove that he knew me well, so I created a not-so-easy quiz and invited only him to take it. Unexpectedly, other friends, some whom I'm not very close to, took the quiz too and most of them fail, quite badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not surprised at all though. On the one hand, I do not reveal myself much to the people around me. On the other hand, certain qns reflect incidents which took part in different phases of my life and if you're not there with me at that point in time, you most probably would not know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hv no idea if anyone would be interested to know the story behind each qns, but i've decided to elaborate on the ans below, at least for my own keepsake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't take this quiz, you can attempt it at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/quizdoyouknowme/quiz.jsp?q=3656368"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://apps.facebook.com/quizdoyouknowme/quiz.jsp?q=3656368&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My name is given by my&lt;br /&gt;a) Dad and Mum&lt;br /&gt;b) Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;c) Grandpa and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;d) Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Veronica was given by my daddy, no reason in particular. Leong is, of course, my surname. Mei Ting （美婷） was given by my grandpa, who consulted some feng shui master and tabulated the "match-ness" of my name （笔画） against my date of birth（生辰八字）. Anything more chim than that, I do not know. Whether my name gives me prosperity in my life, I do not know as well. All I know is that I like my name cause it sounds very feminine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My childhood dream job was to be a&lt;br /&gt;a) Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;b) Air Stewardess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;c) Pet shop owner&lt;br /&gt;d) Doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not many people got this correct, those who got it right, I believed they just made a lucky guess. When I was young, my dad frequently took the family to Changi Airport (I loveeeeeeeeed those fish tanks back then!!). There, SIA girls were introduced to me and I thought that they were the prettiest girls in singapore! I even bugged my mum to buy the mini SIA uniform for me and I loved wearing it to changi airport =D If I have a chance, I hope that I can fly with SIA after I graduate and get to see more of this world (that is if SIA chooses me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Being a teacher was my next dream job but it wasn't for long. Then, I realised my love for animals and I wanted to open a pet shop. After watching too much tv, I wanted to be a career woman working in Shenton Way on the top-most level of the highest building. I've never really wanted to be a doctor until I was older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I would really like to be a&lt;br /&gt;a) Air stewardess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b) Dermatologist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Researcher&lt;br /&gt;d) Actress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Surprisingly, quite a number of friends got this qns right! At around JC age, I was very fascinated by how different people have different skin quality and the different usage of the various skin care products. Also, I realised how women are madly into the skincare and cosmetics industry and I know this field had immense potential. This became one of my current interest (besides food, animals and travel) and I really really want to be a dermatologist, although I know that it's highly impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I have done all of the below except&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a) Boutique assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Image consultant&lt;br /&gt;c) Promoter&lt;br /&gt;d) Food seller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Most people chose image consultant, but i really was one before!! But for a week only! lol! It was the most stupid job I've done and the company has the stupidest marketing strategy. Even low-paying jobs like food seller (at Home Team NS &amp;amp; primary schools), tiger beer promoter (oh yes for 2 days for CNY) or cashier are much more enjoyable than that Image Consultant job. Anyway, I've never sell clothes before even though I really want to try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Which sports have I not tried before?&lt;br /&gt;a) Cheerleading&lt;br /&gt;b) Wushu&lt;br /&gt;c) Dragonboating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;d) Floorball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Hockey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one chose Cheerleading cos somehow everyone knows that I'm a cheerleader. Wushu was done in secondary school. Dragonboating and hockey in JC. Floorball, nope, not yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What do I like to do when I'm happy?&lt;br /&gt;a) Sing!&lt;br /&gt;b) Shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;c) Eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;d) Movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ALOT of people chose sing and shop. The fact is I eat when I'm enjoying myself, like at friends and family gatherings, parties, relaxing at home. When I complete something, like an assignment, project or cheer competition or performance, I reward myself by eating my favourite food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What do I usually do when I'm sad/stressed?&lt;br /&gt;a) Call Wee Keat&lt;br /&gt;b) Eat&lt;br /&gt;c) Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d) Cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Most people chose call wee keat and eat. And if I'm not mistaken, nobody chose cry. Probably I dont look like the kind who cry easily, but, I cry to myself quite frequently when I'm upset. I cry in the showers, cry before I go to sleep, cry when I'm alone in my room. I usually feel better after crying. And NO, i dont eat when i'm sad, i usually dont have the appetite. That's why I lose weight when I'm stressed (exams, cheer competition) and gain weight when I'm happy! Calling wee keat is an everyday thing la. Happy, sad, angry, nothing to do i'll call him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm extremely pissed off by&lt;br /&gt;a) Crowded places&lt;br /&gt;b) Tailgating&lt;br /&gt;c) Menstration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d) All of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is a brainless qns and everyone got this right. I hate crowded places and having to weave thru the crowd. I hate taking MRT and buses, esp when it's crowded, becos I dont like people to accidentally brush against me. I hate drivers who tailgate and highbeam, not only at me but at other drivers as well. I find that extremely rude. It doesnt mean that the whole world have to give in to you when you're in a hurry. I almost always lose my temper and break down when I'm menstrating. My hormones always go crazy during this period and I have difficulty controlling my emotions. I hate how I feel during this period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9) My first overseas trip without my parents is to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a) Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;b) Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;c) Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;d) Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;None of my friends got this right. Most chose M'sia or Tw. The first trip I went without my parents was with Seraphina to her house in Indonesia for a week. There, Sera and her godparents took very good care of me and brought me around Jarkata. I saw for myself how backwards Indo was and the huge financial gap between the rich and the poor. However, it was an enjoyable trip overall. I felt that I was very brave. Wahahah! Then, I went to Tw with kes and vernise after 'A' level. We planned the whole itinery and booked everything ourselves. damn proud of our achievements. Next was Thailand trip with cheer people. M'sia was with wee keat to Redang. But I missed travelling with my family. Hope that the next one will be soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I would really love to&lt;br /&gt;a) have my own car&lt;br /&gt;b) get married&lt;br /&gt;c) visit maldives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;d) have my own house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This was quite difficult too. I hope to have my own car but that is if I am financially stable. I dont wish to get married, yet. In a few more years maybe. I wanna visit maldives, a lot a lot. That place is Heaven on Earth. But what I wish for most, would be to have my own house, be my own interior designer, have my own privacy, do my own things, have the freedom to live my own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-1578141609081124791?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/1578141609081124791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=1578141609081124791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/1578141609081124791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/1578141609081124791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/created-quiz-some-time-back-on-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-1779438864128306972</id><published>2009-05-12T23:56:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:18:55.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;before my exams ended, i stated down my agendas.&lt;br /&gt;my achievement so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna visit T1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;visited, nothing special except for the art shop (in my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i wanna go fly a kite with dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;will be going this saturday, but not with dear, with anouka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i wanna take a walk around botanical gardens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;not fulfiled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i wanna go jet skiing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;not fulfiled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i want to go REDANG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;going soon!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i cant wait for my birthday surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;waiting =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i want to have lots and lots of time to plan for dear's birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shh..secret :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i want to bake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i baked today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i want to sit-at-home-and-rot-all-day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha! almost everyday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i want to exercise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes i did =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking was fun today. one of the easiest recipes i've tried so far. got it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cream-Puff-Shells/Detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cream-Puff-Shells/Detail.aspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ready for baking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sgmhs1ug93I/AAAAAAAABKM/isyzguMxspI/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334973025305556850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sgmhs1ug93I/AAAAAAAABKM/isyzguMxspI/s400/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;recipe says just nice for 12 LARGE puffs, and indeed, i made 12 LARGE puffs, used up all the batter. but i think my oven is too small for 12 LARGE puffs, they're all squeezing for space.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334973017266949954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmhsXx9j0I/AAAAAAAABJ8/OcbeV_G8tF4/s400/P1010003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmhskYfQNI/AAAAAAAABKE/QM-_j1z397A/s1600-h/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334973020649767122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmhskYfQNI/AAAAAAAABKE/QM-_j1z397A/s400/P1010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fat puffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmhsEozETI/AAAAAAAABJ0/l-G45ox_nn4/s1600-h/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334973012128239922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmhsEozETI/AAAAAAAABJ0/l-G45ox_nn4/s400/P1010004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatter puffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sgmgz8uCI5I/AAAAAAAABJs/aZqbr27RNok/s1600-h/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334972047930041234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sgmgz8uCI5I/AAAAAAAABJs/aZqbr27RNok/s400/P1010005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very fat puffs and golden brown =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmgzqzxUxI/AAAAAAAABJk/lasSKcf7gLY/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334972043122266898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmgzqzxUxI/AAAAAAAABJk/lasSKcf7gLY/s400/P1010007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmgzQ8LmlI/AAAAAAAABJc/x1GGi5cSpnI/s1600-h/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334972036178221650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmgzQ8LmlI/AAAAAAAABJc/x1GGi5cSpnI/s400/P1010010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the squashed-up one on the left was a result of my poking and digging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmgzDfN_SI/AAAAAAAABJU/bgHkCt-YJDc/s1600-h/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334972032567082274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmgzDfN_SI/AAAAAAAABJU/bgHkCt-YJDc/s400/P1010011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;although recipe says heat for 40 minutes, i personally heated the puffs longer than that becos the inside still remained slightly soggy. But do be careful not to burn the outside of the puffs. However, the end-product is a hard, dry and golden brown exterior, soft interior, hollow (tap it and listen) and smells niceeeeee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you can fill them with anything!! cream, custard, cheese, ice cream, egg mayo, tuna spread, sardine, blah blah! so many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO, why did i bake? cos wee keat took his TP test today. and i wanna surprise him after his test. i knew he'll pass! congrats dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmgynxSXZI/AAAAAAAABJM/L9dVcDc02To/s1600-h/P1010012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334972025126673810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SgmgynxSXZI/AAAAAAAABJM/L9dVcDc02To/s400/P1010012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sgmhs1ug93I/AAAAAAAABKM/isyzguMxspI/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-6918282780083565843</id><published>2009-05-10T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:51:29.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mothers' Day at Changi Airport with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sgb2Rqd_8SI/AAAAAAAABJE/4vKxXh8Yx7o/s1600-h/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334221591985254690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6918282780083565843?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6918282780083565843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6918282780083565843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6918282780083565843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6918282780083565843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-at-changi-airport-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/Sgb2Rqd_8SI/AAAAAAAABJE/4vKxXh8Yx7o/s72-c/P1010003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-1753088199112040845</id><published>2009-04-21T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:44:23.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have this thing for beaches and resorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime when i'm stressed, i'll google for information and pictures of popular island destination like maldives or redang and just oogle at them. so damn therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for redang trip.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for langkawi trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this damned exam days to end.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-492431349434445431</id><published>2009-04-09T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:33:11.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY have time to blog. finished all the damned assignments and reports. like yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have soooo many things that I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna visit T1 (TampinesONE, the most happening place in tamp, you mean you dont know? i dont.)&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go fly a kite with dear.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take a walk around botanical gardens.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go jet skiing.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go REDANG!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for my birthday surprise.&lt;br /&gt;i want to have lots and lots of time to plan for dear's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i want to bake, try a new thing, maybe cupcakes?&lt;br /&gt;i want to sit-at-home-and-rot-all-day.&lt;br /&gt;i want to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT FIRST, i have to tackle my exams first.&lt;br /&gt;biophysics, immunology, virology, biochemistry, bioinformatics, management.&lt;br /&gt;6 papers!! veron, JIA YOU, chachacha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-492431349434445431?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/492431349434445431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=492431349434445431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/492431349434445431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/492431349434445431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-have-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3101084074375607947</id><published>2009-04-01T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:20:25.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jy and joyce just started their online business! super excited for them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit their blogshop and SUPPORT them at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://troytees.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://troytees.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i hope they makes it big, REAL BIG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3101084074375607947?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3101084074375607947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3101084074375607947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3101084074375607947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3101084074375607947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/04/jy-just-started-her-online-business.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5986009624090791206</id><published>2009-03-30T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:33:39.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went for a quick weekend getaway at kukup over the weekends. it was GRRRREAT!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had fun fishing, playing with fireworks and mini explosives (we totally behaved like idiots), EATING (i swear i'm going on a diet starting from today), singing k, telling bedtime stories (omg wc is really asking for a beating), and basically just chilling out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the BBQ dinner was oh-my-god-out-of-this-world!! nothing can beat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG BIG thanks to shel for organising this trip =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ---------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes, as humans, we tend to overlook the way we behave, especially among our close friends. we assume we can say anything that comes to our mind and others wont be offended. but many times, we're wrong. and that is one of my biggest weakness - i tend to speak without thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after coming back from kukup, i was really dead beat. and i really didnt know what i was doing after i reached hall. i wanted to go to sleep immediately after printing my notes. in my tiredness and hurry, i said something to my friend in a msn conversation. to me, it wasn't in a negative tone but i guess in msn, due to the lack of tone, my friend interpreted my message wrongly. and things turned out the way i didnt expect it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know unsensitive means unsensitive, using tiredness as an excuse wont solve matters. i've already apologised to my friend, and i hope things can get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5986009624090791206?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5986009624090791206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5986009624090791206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5986009624090791206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5986009624090791206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-for-quick-weekend-getaway-at-kukup.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-8620571559645974133</id><published>2009-03-23T13:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:23:52.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some people are just plain tactless when talking, they think they know best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes they are always right and others are always wrong. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite pointless talking to such people, but honestly, do i have a choice?&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel like listening to metal rock music (lol yes i'm refering to Detroit Metal City, go watch it's good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"~kill kill kill everybody!!~"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-8620571559645974133?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/8620571559645974133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=8620571559645974133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/8620571559645974133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/8620571559645974133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-people-are-just-plain-tactless.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-7209742131627480206</id><published>2009-03-17T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:05:21.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised my dream of completing the run round the entire NTU campus today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, ran all the way without stopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-7209742131627480206?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/7209742131627480206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=7209742131627480206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7209742131627480206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/7209742131627480206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-realised-my-dream-of-completing-run.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-831669013938947513</id><published>2009-03-16T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:44:16.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jaume Torres, i wanna f**king slap, kick, pinch, chop and kill you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-831669013938947513?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/831669013938947513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=831669013938947513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/831669013938947513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/831669013938947513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/jaume-torres-i-wanna-fking-slap-kick.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2905558985950645395</id><published>2009-03-06T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:42:17.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my current obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SbDFcM5HDYI/AAAAAAAABIc/SqqGcblFYhw/s1600-h/Untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309961048957586818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SbDFcM5HDYI/AAAAAAAABIc/SqqGcblFYhw/s400/Untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the game - temporarily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the character - eternally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2905558985950645395?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2905558985950645395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-659813986468146913</id><published>2009-03-04T01:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T02:48:09.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm rushing to do powerpoint slides for a presentation on the topic 'blogging' now. And in the midst of it, I had a sudden urge to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a short one becos I'M RUSHING. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was just thinking about the books &lt;em&gt;Sold&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Marley and Me&lt;/em&gt;. Was comparing them in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One is about a girl who is the dream child of so many mothers - sweet and filial, obedient, independent, loves her mother, never rebelious and would never do anything to hurt or disappoint her mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other is about the worst dog in the world - crazy, utterly ridiculous, drives his owners mad, never ever listens to instructions, disatrous and extremely destructive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One is a human, the other is a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She gets the worst treatment in the world; she is hated by her own mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is the king in the household; his owners love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one sympathizes with her. Everyone she met in her life cheated her, took advantage of her, abused her. And left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He was protected; people teared for him when he died; a movie was even made about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talk about the unfairness in this world. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life's a bitch, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Came across this song, so meaningful =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shall post the chorus here (i like the phrases in bold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;梁静茹&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我是幸福的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;能和你牵手 我是幸福的&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就像温柔又顽固的石头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用心盖了座 最美的城堡叫永久 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;圈住我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管过再久也会幸福的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都走过了动摇的时候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱已变成树 就算是有风会平息的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被懂我的人爱著 我是幸福的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;连沈默都能是交流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你总是能给我比我想的还要多&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不做你的公主 要做你的快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to xiao pang =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-659813986468146913?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/659813986468146913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=659813986468146913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/659813986468146913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/659813986468146913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-rushing-to-do-powerpoint-slides-for.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-4798726103550544630</id><published>2009-03-01T17:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:57:08.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A dog has no use for fancy cars or big homes or designer clothes. Status symbols mean nothing to him. A waterlogged stick will do just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A dog judges others not by their colour or creed or class but by who they are inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A dog doesn't care if you are rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Give him your heart and he will give you his.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marley and Me&lt;/em&gt; made me teared so much. Been a long time since a movie touched me to this extent. I really loved how the movie reflected the book - the laugh-out-loud parts, the scenes that really warm your heart, and the emotional parts. Although the script left out many details that were in the book, its essence is still there. Both dog-owners and non-owners alike could fully feel how much love a dog can give you - pure and wholehearted love, with no motives whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pets may look cute and dumb, they may irritate you all day, they may be frustrating animals to take care of. But at the end of the day, they are the ones who are the truest. They are nature's way of completing our lives.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taugh me to appreciate the simple things ...... he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mostly, he taught me about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friendship and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selflessness&lt;/span&gt; and, above all else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwavering loyalty&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4798726103550544630?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4798726103550544630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4798726103550544630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4798726103550544630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4798726103550544630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/03/dog-has-no-use-for-fancy-cars-or-big.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5858121548062419157</id><published>2009-02-25T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:26:55.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First time prawning on saturday. Wasn't that bad. Caught 3 prawns in total! 2 by me, 1 by dear. =D i wanna go prawning again! i'm sure i'd do better! but the next time round i'll go to the one at bishan, because they allow prawners to bbq their catch on the spot, unlike the pasir ris one i went to. And also becos the the one at bishan uses chicken heart as bait, instead of ewwy gross slimey fat earthworms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the recess week now. half gone by now. i felt i haven accomplished much. need to study, do projects, do assignments, train, read Marley &amp;amp; Me, meet friends, watch movie - omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the 'so many things, so little time' scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test on coming monday. i really wanna do well for it. like, seriously honestly tremendously WANT to do well for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5858121548062419157?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5858121548062419157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5858121548062419157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5858121548062419157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5858121548062419157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-time-prawning-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5366383688471671481</id><published>2009-02-15T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:45:45.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another 21st birthday party last night. first of the many to come this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh gonna be real broke this year, with all the presents, cards and whatnots. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday's was my cousin's, born in the same year as me. she held hers in a chalet, a 'tradition' that all 21-yr-old had to follow at my paternal family. apparantly, we were all born consecutively in a row, about 9 of us. the first few all held their 21st bday celebration in chalets, but it doesnt mean i should follow, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;initially, the aunties were joking about having to give bday ang baos every year. then, they 'targetted' me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so veron, next one is you. where are you going to celebrate?" an aunt asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"erm....(comtemplating my answer)...i dont think i am going to have any celebration. too troublesome and there's alot of planning to do." i tried to explain politely and defend myself at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh....." the aunties' faces went abit black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(uh oh, bad sign.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"but all your older cousins celebrated theirs, every year is like that, cannot don't celebrate &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;....maybe just invite the relatives over to your house &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;....blah blah....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SERIOUSLY, it's &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; 21st birthday for heaven's sake! why cant &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; decide how/what &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; want to do with it! I simply do &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; like the whole fuss out of it - the attention, the grand affair, the people coming only because they had to cos it's Veronica's 21st birthday, the embarassingly LOUD birthday song, the idea of serving people and rushing around from group to group like a madwoman, and lastly, cleaning up the freaking dirty place and not knowing what to do with the pile of leftover food! i cant imagine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why must I organise a celebration just to 'follow tradition'? i find the whole affair very silly, very very silly. I simply wanted a fuss-free, peaceful and cosy get-together with my own family, my xiao pang and my darling girlfriends (ok and some not-so-girlfriends). Different group on different days, quality time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, i would not risk souring my relationship with my aunties and cousins just becos of a birthday celebration. I would still do things my way, for sure, but probably think of a way out so everyone is happy. It's still too early to plan for June though, but I should start thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing i wanted to blog about is my completion of the book &lt;em&gt;'Sold'&lt;/em&gt; by Tess Stevens. It was really a good read. Saw it in Jurong East Popular yesterday, bought it immediately for $19.90 (paperback version), read it throughout my cousin's bday party, read it after i showered at home, still reading it at 2 a.m before I couldn't tahan and went to zzz. Next day, which is today, read it the moment i freshened up, read it over lunch with my family, read it when i got home, and just finished reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302949802464821666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SZfcv8WkwaI/AAAAAAAABHs/YUOzXAitdbc/s400/9780340960851_l_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, finished it in two days. The first time i saw it in Changi Airport T3, it had just been published and cost $30 over plus. That was in August 2008. Couldn't bear to fork out that money that time, but i was really really really in love with the book already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since then, whenever i see a bookshop, i started looking for the book but couldn't find it anywhere. Seriously, i dont know why! Kino, Times, Popular, Harris...whatever, the book seemed to be out of stock. damn saddening... I knew the book is in the biography section, but some part of me went on to search for the book in other irrelevant section, like fiction, cooking, management, you name it, hopefully someone had misplaced the book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, yesterday, i decided to give it a try again while walking past Popular. Lo and behold (!), i found one hardback copy sitting there. i swear i spot it almost immediately when glancing through the shelves. Then, i spotted this paperback version (only one too!) sitting on another shelf. wah! like struck Toto sia! obviously i bought the cheaper paperback version as the hardback one cost $30+. yay! Ecstatic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little about my reading history. I'm not the book-crazy kind. And as far as I can remember, this was only the second book I'd ever bought for myself. Others were all loaned. However, once i start to read, i dont stop. But &lt;em&gt;Sold&lt;/em&gt; is different. Like most books, it makes me want to read on, but it has this emotional part that is very real. I figured it must be because it was a Biography, and not fiction, thats why. Towards the end, I hoped that the story wouldnt end so soon, while in fiction books, i really wanted to know the ending soon. The story was super sad! I teared abit during reading. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okays, read the book if you have the chance! i'm going for a jog with xiao pang now. bye bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5366383688471671481?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5366383688471671481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5366383688471671481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5366383688471671481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5366383688471671481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-21st-birthday-party-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SZfcv8WkwaI/AAAAAAAABHs/YUOzXAitdbc/s72-c/9780340960851_l_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-6665948184783244883</id><published>2009-02-12T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:56:36.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jieyi is the most adorable girlfriend in the world!!&lt;br /&gt;read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;hey hows the pay like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron; says:&lt;br /&gt;u can commit 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;nahhh. brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron; says:&lt;br /&gt;he really interested? can sell cabletv right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;i haven't ask him yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;yaa. but hes looking for a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll ask him later. at the moment, he suck. so when i feel better about him, i'll ask him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron; says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron; says:&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron; says:&lt;br /&gt;dont worry i believe bran will become wonderful after you take dinner and watch some tv or do some shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;rubbish. hes a big time sucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;he took freaking like 9hours to ord today while normal people take 1hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;wth and he still slowly clear his office and all. i alr tell him i'm freaking irritated alr he still take his own sweet time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;asssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron; says:&lt;br /&gt;give him a break girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet bye and bye says:&lt;br /&gt;sighs. ya he suck overall, as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK BRAN!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VDAY TO BRAN AND MY BELOVED JY =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-6665948184783244883?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/6665948184783244883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=6665948184783244883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6665948184783244883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/6665948184783244883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/jieyi-is-most-adorable-girlfriend-in.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-3796626889309178668</id><published>2009-02-08T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:55:40.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there's anything I hate most about my body, it'd be my hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Ms Estrogen,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Firstly, thank you for gracing my blood circulation this time of the month again. It is an honor to have you protecting my Little Ovum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, I would appreciate it if you could make your presence less high profile. I understand that your best friend, Lady Uterus, would be happy to see you when you are released by Mdm Corpus Luteum once a month. On the other hand, The Brain Family may not be that welcoming, especially Big Sis Frontal Lobes. It is a nightmare for Big Sis Frontal Lobes when everyone seems to piss her off, and she goes around pissing people off too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Therefore, in order not to mess up Big Sis Frontal Lobes' emotions, could you please limit your visit to Lady Uterus only? I thank you for your kind cooperation and wish you the best of health.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Veronica Leong&lt;br /&gt;V's Body Pte Ltd&lt;br /&gt;Director&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3796626889309178668?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3796626889309178668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3796626889309178668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3796626889309178668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3796626889309178668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-theres-anything-i-hate-most-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-114585228317861030</id><published>2009-02-03T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:35:34.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SYctkDHWhvI/AAAAAAAABHk/sysJzI38S3s/s1600-h/l__amour_a_montmartre_by_royalshake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298253583959361266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SYctkDHWhvI/AAAAAAAABHk/sysJzI38S3s/s400/l__amour_a_montmartre_by_royalshake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yup, happy 2 years, piggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for putting up with me for 2 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-114585228317861030?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/114585228317861030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=114585228317861030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/114585228317861030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/114585228317861030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/02/yup-happy-2-years-piggy.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SYctkDHWhvI/AAAAAAAABHk/sysJzI38S3s/s72-c/l__amour_a_montmartre_by_royalshake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-3119458317339741245</id><published>2009-01-31T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:13:13.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy niu year! have an ox-picious year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! these greeting phrases sound really corny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, how's CNY people? good? bad? aiya-every-year-is-like-that-la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been munching on cny goodies non-stop ever since day 1. Eeven when i'm back in hall, these goodies cant seem to get out of my sight even though i have NONE of them in my room! Can start to see the pineapple tarts piling on my face waist butt everywhere. haha. it's okay...once in a year only..... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this CNY cos&lt;br /&gt;1. I get to carry my new born nephew and niece. super adorable!&lt;br /&gt;2. I get to eat many buffets! (esp the dim sum one at River City)&lt;br /&gt;3. I didnt eat any steamboat at all! lol! but probably tonight will be my first CNY steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;4. I FINALLY GET TO VISIT GENEVER TAN BEE LU'S HOUSE, AND IT'S AN INVITATION FROM HER! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i just got a call. going for gambling session tonight now! bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy niu year! have an ox-picious year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-3119458317339741245?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/3119458317339741245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=3119458317339741245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3119458317339741245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/3119458317339741245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-niu-year-have-ox-picious-year.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-2738961373380839576</id><published>2009-01-22T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:50:19.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally bought my body shop white musk shower foam.&lt;br /&gt;at 50% off.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally bought the esprit black jacket.&lt;br /&gt;at 50% off.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;i love outer wears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but haven't got any CNY clothes at all yet =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to have some me-time now. storybook in hand, slouched in couch, sipping soy milk =D&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the pineapple tarts season --&gt; i love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2738961373380839576?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2738961373380839576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2738961373380839576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2738961373380839576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2738961373380839576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-bought-my-body-shop-white-musk.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18928200.post-5214192789005917913</id><published>2009-01-16T00:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T02:42:21.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We did it.&lt;br /&gt;Team Spectrum did it.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't allow our days of sacrifices to go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;We had done ourselves proud! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second runner-up in Hall Olympiad 2009.&lt;br /&gt;For Hall 13, for Spectrum, for our seniors, for ourselves, for all who believed in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my own personal point of view, I am relieved that I had leave no regrets behind. I did my best and thoroughly enjoyed the entire routine. I knew that there are things that I could have done better, but I told myself that everything is already over and there's no point dwelling on it anymore. There is no more second chance, so I should be contented with things are they are now and look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D yes! look forward, look on, look down.....cos it's pictures time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make-up done, with the help of miaomiao&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568142156525202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tMHoDbpI/AAAAAAAABFo/eMtYeButVd4/s400/P1140055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next up, do our hair and doll up as presents. lol.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568372160088354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tZgdLSSI/AAAAAAAABFw/ncRa_UtSVWM/s400/P1140067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;photo-taking at the holding area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with our mascot, MICKEY MOUSE, the CUTEST mascot ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291570013277705650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9u5CGG1bI/AAAAAAAABGY/Mi5MBsLwo8o/s400/P1140092.JPG" border="0" /&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;with xiao xue, my favourite and dearest girl in spectrum. you really made a difference to my days in cheer. no matter where you decide to go, what you decide to do, i'll give you my support =D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568381621845410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9taDtCPaI/AAAAAAAABF4/cy4xCg9Og9Q/s400/P1140078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ah feng and miaomiao, thanks for the guidance. love you girls!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291566221495234946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9rcUmt8YI/AAAAAAAABEg/OkKlFaeaFQA/s400/100_3476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jun hui, my torch partner. the most patient guy :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9u57RemBI/AAAAAAAABGo/sW4FqaQr8OU/s1600-h/P1140101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291570028626221074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9u57RemBI/AAAAAAAABGo/sW4FqaQr8OU/s400/P1140101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CC Ng aka Bao Si, my chair partner. Thanks for helping us with this competition :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9u5Vv2MfI/AAAAAAAABGg/tk1n2whVpdc/s1600-h/P1140096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291570018553049586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9u5Vv2MfI/AAAAAAAABGg/tk1n2whVpdc/s400/P1140096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuen min the slacker, thanks for your help and support. I am really quite surprised to see a different side of you in cheer :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568404881901938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tbaWqiXI/AAAAAAAABGI/R2QOY2k6sSo/s400/P1140085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xiao Liang aka Barney, thanks for bringing so much joy to us! finally your da liang evolved to xiao liang le :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568387839168386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9taa3XD4I/AAAAAAAABGA/vZVH8RBh41k/s400/P1140084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cong Cong aka Lao Lao, thanks for your words of wisdom and concern :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tcM40EGI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Cb6qOWZ5438/s1600-h/P1140090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568418446905442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tcM40EGI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Cb6qOWZ5438/s400/P1140090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos taken after the performance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;darling jieying and ade, love you girls so much! thanks for cheering and shouting and screaming and going crazy for us!! =D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291566241661285170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9rdfurczI/AAAAAAAABE4/xB_jIgJWZbw/s400/P1010106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yiting and xue ting, i'm so touched that you girls rushed down after lessons to catch the performance! THANKIEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291566231005142914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9rc4CDn4I/AAAAAAAABEw/1oAvMZgis2c/s400/n533296554_1793105_3013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xiao rong and i sharing a cookie! =D thanks xiao rong for always being around for me, listening to me, sharing with me, encouraging me, spurring me on. you're the best MUACKS!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568107564721170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tKGwuZBI/AAAAAAAABFI/_ZvIdVBcj3k/s400/P1010116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big hugs to spectrum flyers 'cause we're always there for one another :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291566242654697202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9rdjbhtvI/AAAAAAAABFA/9cRDagrO48Q/s400/P1010108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to yan heng, gerard and kin wei, THANK YOU for not giving up on me :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568112932906098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tKawmZHI/AAAAAAAABFQ/ASLWGmhPZbk/s400/P1010152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, the one I can't live without, my lumie, who supports me in whatever insane thing I do *loves her deep deep*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568124366460994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tLFWkmEI/AAAAAAAABFY/Pnub0LWJ4d4/s400/P1010154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tLtTHwrI/AAAAAAAABFg/ODE1jBjfjT8/s1600-h/P1010165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291568135089406642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tLtTHwrI/AAAAAAAABFg/ODE1jBjfjT8/s400/P1010165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEAM SPECTRUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://justshutupandlock.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://justshutupandlock.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9rcu4J-FI/AAAAAAAABEo/XnuBlkUHRaw/s1600-h/100_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291566228547696722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9rcu4J-FI/AAAAAAAABEo/XnuBlkUHRaw/s400/100_3532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5214192789005917913?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5214192789005917913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5214192789005917913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5214192789005917913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5214192789005917913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SW9tMHoDbpI/AAAAAAAABFo/eMtYeButVd4/s72-c/P1140055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-917393528846043530</id><published>2008-12-31T17:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:08:13.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas week was THE week! Besides training training and training this whole holiday, last week was really a well-deserved break. If not for dear and christmas, I guess training would have drained the energy out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i've been intending to post the pictures since last week, but was too busy with the meet-ups. So here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 22-12-2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Town (Soup restaurant) with Seraphina and Wee Hong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;did xmas cards for all my frens who I met up with&lt;br /&gt;(cute socks right?)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895924484174018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtGVmKQcMI/AAAAAAAABEI/kw-zC7M2aGM/s400/P1010171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of my dearest friends&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtGVAXzKyI/AAAAAAAABD4/RkKbn52wp7U/s1600-h/P1010178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895914340428578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtGVAXzKyI/AAAAAAAABD4/RkKbn52wp7U/s400/P1010178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtGU9Erv3I/AAAAAAAABDw/WNrGWbKukMY/s1600-h/P1010179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895913454944114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtGU9Erv3I/AAAAAAAABDw/WNrGWbKukMY/s400/P1010179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sera's exclusive card! i bought a pair of hairband from my fave shop HELEN and each of us took one =)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtGUnmHvLI/AAAAAAAABDo/PHPjlQmfIQI/s1600-h/P1010182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895907689610418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtGUnmHvLI/AAAAAAAABDo/PHPjlQmfIQI/s400/P1010182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, 23-12-2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ECP (Waraku) with Hall 13 darlings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the presents that i prepared for the day's gathering&lt;br /&gt;(the santa socks cute right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFlq9ir9I/AAAAAAAABDg/oMUTf9VjIqA/s1600-h/P1010184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895101139300306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFlq9ir9I/AAAAAAAABDg/oMUTf9VjIqA/s400/P1010184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jieying darling and meeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFlWfA9FI/AAAAAAAABDY/jAC_Yk3pziA/s1600-h/P1010188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895095642551378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFlWfA9FI/AAAAAAAABDY/jAC_Yk3pziA/s400/P1010188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 gay brothers. they looked as if they stuck their hands into each other's armpits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFks-sizI/AAAAAAAABDQ/DKqTxMed4Z8/s1600-h/P1010191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895084501142322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFks-sizI/AAAAAAAABDQ/DKqTxMed4Z8/s400/P1010191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cong yan damn enthu. he turned up with the xmas hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFkGEvxhI/AAAAAAAABDI/pztTlEX0ZnQ/s1600-h/P1010193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895074057537042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFkGEvxhI/AAAAAAAABDI/pztTlEX0ZnQ/s400/P1010193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i got after the xmas exchange (excluding the waraku cup of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFj6yZdDI/AAAAAAAABDA/KxGFTy1-xQI/s1600-h/P1010194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285895071027786802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtFj6yZdDI/AAAAAAAABDA/KxGFTy1-xQI/s400/P1010194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 24-12-2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suntec (Pepper lunch) with Gen and Kes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hairbands from HELEN again. for kes and jieyi. i really love HELEN yes!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE5SnQy2I/AAAAAAAABC4/npJg0nxDRuQ/s1600-h/P1010202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285894338689157986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE5SnQy2I/AAAAAAAABC4/npJg0nxDRuQ/s400/P1010202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lumie and roomie =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE42jl90I/AAAAAAAABCw/b78fIKaBxwU/s1600-h/P1010206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285894331157575490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE42jl90I/AAAAAAAABCw/b78fIKaBxwU/s400/P1010206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty pretty~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE4Caj1ZI/AAAAAAAABCo/CY3MqtUAnVU/s1600-h/P1010204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285894317161043346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE4Caj1ZI/AAAAAAAABCo/CY3MqtUAnVU/s400/P1010204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very nice lady volunteered to help us take a group shot =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE3iPN4XI/AAAAAAAABCg/SkRvVRkXrQ0/s1600-h/P1010205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285894308523532658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE3iPN4XI/AAAAAAAABCg/SkRvVRkXrQ0/s400/P1010205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 24-12-2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expo (City harvest xmas musical) with dear and adora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for inviting me dor =)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE3Pb6FUI/AAAAAAAABCY/C2LnpDpzHaw/s1600-h/BLOG+3+xmas+eve+musical+2008+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285894303476487490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtE3Pb6FUI/AAAAAAAABCY/C2LnpDpzHaw/s400/BLOG+3+xmas+eve+musical+2008+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the candle service that night was really beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDmuGpFGI/AAAAAAAABCQ/G_5UzmXh8mY/s1600-h/BLOG+3+xmas+eve+musical+2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892920139388002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDmuGpFGI/AAAAAAAABCQ/G_5UzmXh8mY/s400/BLOG+3+xmas+eve+musical+2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 25-12-2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baking with dear!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dear and i decided to stay home and bake cookies on xmas day. silly boy made a chef hat out of an advertisement spread for himself. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDmMVd50I/AAAAAAAABCI/XPqOcJJI30o/s1600-h/P1010232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892911074764610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDmMVd50I/AAAAAAAABCI/XPqOcJJI30o/s400/P1010232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the batter for choc chips cookies. not solid enough though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDlzADCfI/AAAAAAAABCA/MHQkr9sRqeY/s1600-h/P1010216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892904274037234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDlzADCfI/AAAAAAAABCA/MHQkr9sRqeY/s400/P1010216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first batch. we didnt know that the batter will spread that much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDlvYBMwI/AAAAAAAABB4/hPkqO6n2I_s/s1600-h/P1010214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892903300838146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDlvYBMwI/AAAAAAAABB4/hPkqO6n2I_s/s400/P1010214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ended up with BIG cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDlBUA9WI/AAAAAAAABBw/hOab3INxzps/s1600-h/P1010218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892890936014178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtDlBUA9WI/AAAAAAAABBw/hOab3INxzps/s400/P1010218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fresh out of the oven! yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCzV27WGI/AAAAAAAABBo/n1PNJ4DbI-Y/s1600-h/P1010219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892037457696866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCzV27WGI/AAAAAAAABBo/n1PNJ4DbI-Y/s400/P1010219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second batch. bite-sized cookies =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCzOTQCrI/AAAAAAAABBg/ngnbD_U6G0A/s1600-h/P1010228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892035429010098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCzOTQCrI/AAAAAAAABBg/ngnbD_U6G0A/s400/P1010228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went on to bake pizzas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top (L-R): Mum's and dear's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom (L-R): Maid's and mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCyzuxyuI/AAAAAAAABBY/v6TNLgotMLw/s1600-h/P1010221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892028296710882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCyzuxyuI/AAAAAAAABBY/v6TNLgotMLw/s400/P1010221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine and dear's baking in the oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see the hotdog at the bottom of the oven? it happened when the melting mozerella cheese pushed the hotdogs out of place... *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCyTGL08I/AAAAAAAABBQ/JZ9db0mxaWk/s1600-h/P1010237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892019536516034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCyTGL08I/AAAAAAAABBQ/JZ9db0mxaWk/s400/P1010237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear's pizza with a meatball in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCxw2AGhI/AAAAAAAABBI/kcwl1q6fa2Y/s1600-h/P1010242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285892010341833234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtCxw2AGhI/AAAAAAAABBI/kcwl1q6fa2Y/s400/P1010242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine with a heart in the middle &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB-upaHRI/AAAAAAAABBA/ITN__CoKyAw/s1600-h/P1010243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891133578812690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB-upaHRI/AAAAAAAABBA/ITN__CoKyAw/s400/P1010243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 25-12-2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changi Airport T3 with family and dear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had dinner at Crystal Jade Shanghai. i prefer dim sum to turkey and logcakes anytime.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB-UhGm1I/AAAAAAAABA4/5hZCgM5dodE/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891126564658002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB-UhGm1I/AAAAAAAABA4/5hZCgM5dodE/s400/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis and meee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB-M6KfeI/AAAAAAAABAw/sdvk1QHfGzk/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891124522286562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB-M6KfeI/AAAAAAAABAw/sdvk1QHfGzk/s400/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy, me, sis and mummy =D&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB98SFtYI/AAAAAAAABAo/eMlukNwfEyk/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891120059233666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB98SFtYI/AAAAAAAABAo/eMlukNwfEyk/s400/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this super adorable candyhouse outside crystal jade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB9lDy2pI/AAAAAAAABAg/q0LpodK2BIw/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891113825262226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtB9lDy2pI/AAAAAAAABAg/q0LpodK2BIw/s400/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had lots more celebration and fun during the week but no pictures for all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways its already 2009 now, so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-917393528846043530?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/917393528846043530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=917393528846043530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/917393528846043530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/917393528846043530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-week-was-week-besides.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SVtGVmKQcMI/AAAAAAAABEI/kw-zC7M2aGM/s72-c/P1010171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-4762485186971803689</id><published>2008-12-21T16:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:42:53.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4FSS5UElI/AAAAAAAABAY/3n3JY1yir_4/s1600-h/Christmas_Tree_by_DreAminginDigITal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282165224820183634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4FSS5UElI/AAAAAAAABAY/3n3JY1yir_4/s400/Christmas_Tree_by_DreAminginDigITal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year, Christmas is in my air!&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the joy, the peace and the warmth =)&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the meet-ups to come, i miss all my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listening to the x'mas songs, doing x'mas shopping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exchanging gifts, indulging in food and drinks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watching ppl having fun giving and receiving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats so CHRISTMAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my dear friends, have a blessed Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/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;&lt;br /&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;Dempsy with dear last night was nice, thanks baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;dined at Dome. i liked the decor and liked the service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4FSBgOmgI/AAAAAAAABAQ/8FjuMzhwqB0/s1600-h/P1010168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282165220151564802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4FSBgOmgI/AAAAAAAABAQ/8FjuMzhwqB0/s400/P1010168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4FR8ZXhjI/AAAAAAAABAI/zjEORLwurY0/s1600-h/P1010170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282165218780612146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4FR8ZXhjI/AAAAAAAABAI/zjEORLwurY0/s400/P1010170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my main course: Smoked Salmon with herbs and mashed potatoes&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BLjfaCaI/AAAAAAAABAA/I7reUqSy45s/s1600-h/P1010173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282160710969330082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BLjfaCaI/AAAAAAAABAA/I7reUqSy45s/s400/P1010173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear's creamy prawn pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BLImiBtI/AAAAAAAAA_4/hQRTYod8Cy0/s1600-h/P1010174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282160703751456466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BLImiBtI/AAAAAAAAA_4/hQRTYod8Cy0/s400/P1010174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed over to Ben and Jerry's for ice-cream. i liked the decor too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BKzo5rFI/AAAAAAAAA_w/g1zgktpwzs0/s1600-h/P1010175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282160698124250194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BKzo5rFI/AAAAAAAAA_w/g1zgktpwzs0/s400/P1010175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, how can i not take photos with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st shot: dear ur head too round! lower ur head down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BKUgDrFI/AAAAAAAAA_o/NMNGMKjtGcM/s1600-h/P1010178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282160689765657682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BKUgDrFI/AAAAAAAAA_o/NMNGMKjtGcM/s400/P1010178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd shot: ok better, but still round, tilt ur head to one side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BJlK8-AI/AAAAAAAAA_g/zxkC5Ddv3lI/s1600-h/P1010179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282160677060671490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4BJlK8-AI/AAAAAAAAA_g/zxkC5Ddv3lI/s400/P1010179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd shot: ehh ok la but what's with the smirk? take again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-3XT0_VI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/PK4jLeoOajM/s1600-h/P1010180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282158165078900050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-3XT0_VI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/PK4jLeoOajM/s400/P1010180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th shot: Yay! nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-248JlVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/G6uyMDjjr1Y/s1600-h/P1010182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282158156926522706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-248JlVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/G6uyMDjjr1Y/s400/P1010182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th shot: two super rounds faces. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-2Zn-9tI/AAAAAAAAA_I/zgt90kx2PkQ/s1600-h/P1010183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282158148520441554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-2Zn-9tI/AAAAAAAAA_I/zgt90kx2PkQ/s400/P1010183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belgium waffle ice-cream is here =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-2HMVjGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wvb1HZBGzQc/s1600-h/P1010184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282158143572642914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-2HMVjGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wvb1HZBGzQc/s400/P1010184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-1WPjw1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/ip2sN_uhAqU/s1600-h/P1010185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282158130432820050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU3-1WPjw1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/ip2sN_uhAqU/s400/P1010185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dempsy's a rather nice place, but kinda too high-class. i still prefer Bedok 85 =D&lt;br /&gt;ba chor mee anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-4762485186971803689?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/4762485186971803689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=4762485186971803689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4762485186971803689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/4762485186971803689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-year-christmas-is-in-my-air-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SU4FSS5UElI/AAAAAAAABAY/3n3JY1yir_4/s72-c/Christmas_Tree_by_DreAminginDigITal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-2777900430150144429</id><published>2008-12-20T15:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:56:01.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>December holidays are always always packed.&lt;br /&gt;tiring but fun. i like =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures again to fill up the space. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steamboat at QQ's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyieAKUhNI/AAAAAAAAA-w/55XHe84C_k8/s1600-h/P1010085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775099321812178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyieAKUhNI/AAAAAAAAA-w/55XHe84C_k8/s400/P1010085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyidx-royI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZvIXMJgMp0g/s1600-h/P1010097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775095514899234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyidx-royI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZvIXMJgMp0g/s400/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing guitar heroes. Super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyidgS7DjI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2bL4tP9iwzA/s1600-h/P1010139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775090767957554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyidgS7DjI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2bL4tP9iwzA/s400/P1010139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyidGPztzI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Iu3mA2gsrOs/s1600-h/P1010159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775083775571762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyidGPztzI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Iu3mA2gsrOs/s400/P1010159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy bday ah gong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyic4pI1vI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/XOHzOZ5soUE/s1600-h/P1010170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775080123717362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyic4pI1vI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/XOHzOZ5soUE/s400/P1010170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear's cadets' Commissioning Ball at Sentosa, ONE degree 15.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyfExZRQnI/AAAAAAAAA-I/YRSvt8Es_Zw/s1600-h/P1010227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771340372555682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyfDM--t6I/AAAAAAAAA9o/rfWGcAIromk/s400/P1010181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paper-cutting of our side view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771345597970786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyfDgc0OWI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Qatt-m35aFI/s400/P1010194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice chocolately dessert =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771351674216690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyfD3FgYPI/AAAAAAAAA94/rgWgyXbSHvI/s400/P1010199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yatches everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771367326368370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyfExZRQnI/AAAAAAAAA-I/YRSvt8Es_Zw/s400/P1010227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyfEsM5kqI/AAAAAAAAA-A/qu4bes3_k6c/s1600-h/P1010215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771365932307106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyfEsM5kqI/AAAAAAAAA-A/qu4bes3_k6c/s400/P1010215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;____________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going Dempsy Road for dinner soon =DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye i love you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-2777900430150144429?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/2777900430150144429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=2777900430150144429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2777900430150144429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/2777900430150144429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-holidays-are-always-always.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/SUyieAKUhNI/AAAAAAAAA-w/55XHe84C_k8/s72-c/P1010085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-638476467951473030</id><published>2008-12-01T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:47:53.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are over and it's time to partyyyyyyyy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up on the schedule is xue's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say about so just let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me, xue, jieying, ade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274825777419507202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPyGOsp1gI/AAAAAAAAA6A/mDVSlelJO60/s400/P1010011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;presents from all of us...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPzLjQYblI/AAAAAAAAA6o/xqY-olZor1k/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274826968349044306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPzLjQYblI/AAAAAAAAA6o/xqY-olZor1k/s400/P1010030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;presents from ade and ter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPzK9ab3II/AAAAAAAAA6g/jbk_mvcjY64/s1600-h/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274826958190664834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPzK9ab3II/AAAAAAAAA6g/jbk_mvcjY64/s400/P1010031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;card from me and jieying =D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274825783819249106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPyGmieJdI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/zJMRaiyq0Iw/s400/P1010043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274825771111554050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPyF3MuHAI/AAAAAAAAA54/TQIDv-IEfqY/s400/P1010007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may your wish come true girl...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPzKGZYKdI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/rz3mz5skhnM/s1600-h/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274826943422278098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPzKGZYKdI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/rz3mz5skhnM/s400/P1010018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPyGb3Y7xI/AAAAAAAAA6I/9CXx24D9pu0/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274825780954197778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPyGb3Y7xI/AAAAAAAAA6I/9CXx24D9pu0/s400/P1010017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPyFojSv9I/AAAAAAAAA5w/37jxL3lyG1o/s1600-h/n566976439_1642207_162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274825767179698130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPyFojSv9I/AAAAAAAAA5w/37jxL3lyG1o/s400/n566976439_1642207_162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, Happy Birthday Xue! may u stay happy, lovely, sweet always!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am wondering if i shld close this blog. quite lazy to update already... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-638476467951473030?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/638476467951473030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=638476467951473030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/638476467951473030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/638476467951473030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/12/exams-are-over-and-its-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2iyoi4qrE44/STPyGOsp1gI/AAAAAAAAA6A/mDVSlelJO60/s72-c/P1010011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18928200.post-5536700159470596883</id><published>2008-11-23T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:37:27.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>!! 2 more papers !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OFF i go for unlimited shoppings, sleep, movies, datessssss, baking=D, eating, dieting (lol!), exercising, and being happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised i'm not in the best of moods these days. not sure if i had unintentionally pissed others off, but many people had unintentionally pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no good no good, veron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall shove away the grumpy veron, and transform into the sweet and friendly veron. :)&lt;br /&gt;everything will be alright, i shall have faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18928200-5536700159470596883?l=girlindisguise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/feeds/5536700159470596883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18928200&amp;postID=5536700159470596883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5536700159470596883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18928200/posts/default/5536700159470596883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlindisguise.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-more-papers-and-off-i-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>||vavaron||</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13674935738925690123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
