<?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-12720358</id><updated>2011-12-25T21:14:07.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl from Mars</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3112898354403332418</id><published>2011-03-17T13:18:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:59:54.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's with all the commotion all about, seriously. It has come to my awareness that people will get judgemental when everything is going against you, irregardless of the reason behind etc. I don't really bother to entertain these people with shallow mindset. It's pointless to explain when they have condemned you in a way. So I would rather just save my breath and leave it as it is. So yea...peace everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm aware who are the ones that will say all the awful and nasty remarks when they have lose their cool. I guess it's never too late to see their real self after these years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3112898354403332418?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3112898354403332418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3112898354403332418&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3112898354403332418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3112898354403332418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3112898354403332418' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2785784776030033036</id><published>2011-03-07T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T22:44:19.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>25 Feb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internship is officially over. I felt a little sad when i was leaving yesterday. Colleagues were telling me how much they will miss my laughter when i leave the office from on now. :( Another part of me feel happy as well, because i'm like free from my boss like finally. You have no idea how much i have slog for my internship. I have to admit that i have learnt alot from my boss, and it is a good experience to work under him. I believe i still have rooms for improvements when it come to communicating with different people. With my last day of internship at Great World, it means that i'm 1 step closer to graduation. Or maybe i should re-phrase it to.. " i'm 1 step closer to reality".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my 3 years..i'm really thankful to the people around who has given me the encouragements for me to perservere on. During my suckiest days, when i'm on the verge of going crazy/lose motivation/lose hope, they were always there to encourage me to perservere on to the end. Love my girls and guys. Heart shapes for you peeps! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Feb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks later...im back to great world office for the handover thing. The new interns are damn shitty. I have never met anyone who is so ______ like them ok. They dont listen attentively and made us stay there until 6pm. So it was as good as working for the entire day without being paid. zzz! God bless the bosses. HAHA! I'm officially washing my hands off the company, until Boss gave me my long-awaited testimonial. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post abruptly as im not happy. No more a happy bean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2785784776030033036?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2785784776030033036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2785784776030033036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2785784776030033036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2785784776030033036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2785784776030033036' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7890882053022978694</id><published>2011-02-12T13:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T13:26:58.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnecessary Publicity</title><content type='html'>Look who's on the front page of Strait's Times yesterday! It's my dear audreee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WA4HBSzppU/TVYZGGby0YI/AAAAAAAABtc/immT7qZiLwE/s1600/180621_10150136663105676_551030675_8136949_7332085_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572669181514666370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WA4HBSzppU/TVYZGGby0YI/AAAAAAAABtc/immT7qZiLwE/s320/180621_10150136663105676_551030675_8136949_7332085_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh..audre was tweeting how embarrassing it was, coz the picture was on the front cover of &lt;em&gt;Life&lt;/em&gt; section. In case you're wondering, she didnt do anything illegal, the article was about nightlife. :) Heh...even her boss saw her face in the papers yesterday also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear audrebaby, no more MC for you on every wednesday/thursday from now on. heeeee~ If you get MC, your boss will know you're out there partying~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7890882053022978694?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7890882053022978694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7890882053022978694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7890882053022978694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7890882053022978694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7890882053022978694' title='Unnecessary Publicity'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WA4HBSzppU/TVYZGGby0YI/AAAAAAAABtc/immT7qZiLwE/s72-c/180621_10150136663105676_551030675_8136949_7332085_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3305888830220665347</id><published>2011-02-09T21:29:00.041+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:42:27.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairpee CNY!</title><content type='html'>Happy CNY! My first 4 days of CNY were well spent with the yummy nommy goodies. CNY is boring, it's just another day isnt it? But it was a great time catching up with my favourite cousins once a year. We hardly have the time to have the usual fortnight meet-up at grandma's hse anymore, since they have work/school commitment. :( Reminiscing the good ol' days when we have our frequent sleepover at grandma's hse, just think 9 cousins ( the other 2 are always not with us for sleepover ) sleeping together under 1 small 4 room flat. heee~ Good ol' days..... (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...does anyone of u have this custom of wearing gold jewelleries at CNY? Because i have this practise in my family since i was young. Since young, it's always the usual gold necklace,ring and bangles ( whatever u call that ). Angeline and i are probably the only girls who are still wearing it, the rest of my girly cousins dont wear it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1 is always boring since all my dad's side cousins are all guys. It's boring since we're not that close at all. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 is awesome with my favourite cousins! We grew up together bathing/sleeping/shitting together. HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKd_Pcgz8I/AAAAAAAABsE/mW2oIZI1B0o/s1600/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571689398814166978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKd_Pcgz8I/AAAAAAAABsE/mW2oIZI1B0o/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lovely grandma who doesnt understand chinese except teochew.hee~ She used to give us extra pocket money whenever we went to her house when we were young. We can speak teochew coz we learnt from her when we were young! I love this shot, gonna developed this and display in my room. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571689413434438466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKeAF6Qc0I/AAAAAAAABsc/zVGx4mpB5No/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea..my mommy dearest. my mom looks tall coz she cheated and tip toe. HAHAHA!!! In fact..she is 146cm only. cute height. i know. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKeAOKWO8I/AAAAAAAABsk/pZ5NK-MgBj0/s1600/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571689415649409986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKeAOKWO8I/AAAAAAAABsk/pZ5NK-MgBj0/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pretty cousin with sharp features. Love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKd_pemopI/AAAAAAAABsU/N9unmW7jGwo/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571689405802259090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKd_pemopI/AAAAAAAABsU/N9unmW7jGwo/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left: my 17 yr old cousin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Middle: my handsome bro&lt;br /&gt;Right: my closest crabby da geeeeee!! and i forgot to take picture with him! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKjJYn3d_I/AAAAAAAABss/d4_BeZ8Dq34/s1600/2011-02-04%2B20.52.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571695070634538994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKjJYn3d_I/AAAAAAAABss/d4_BeZ8Dq34/s320/2011-02-04%2B20.52.11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kawaii korean alike looking meimei. She is such a cutie, but she kept saying she look like monsters in all the pictures. -.- And ya..she is 16 years old only. 6 years difference and we can click so well, coz we're equally bimbo. LOL!! My addiction to taiwan/korea shows are all through her reccommendations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKl-fB6zPI/AAAAAAAABtE/H2BLdV3_s-Y/s1600/2011-02-04%2B20.48.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571698181910744306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKl-fB6zPI/AAAAAAAABtE/H2BLdV3_s-Y/s200/2011-02-04%2B20.48.08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKl-jsltGI/AAAAAAAABtM/kLehSL-d858/s1600/2011-02-04%2B20.49.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571698183163458658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKl-jsltGI/AAAAAAAABtM/kLehSL-d858/s200/2011-02-04%2B20.49.11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too chio, must take self-shots. My front camera takes decent shots i guess. I look retarded and fat when im smiling with teeth. When im not smiling, my face and features will look so small and sharp. lols. So i will give this bunny face when i take picture next time. And screw u if you still think i PS myself in these 2 photos..coz i didnt. While i was editting my pictures, i make everyone look slimmer and enhance their features. My brother came in and ask me to make him look fatter. I literally roll my eyes at him. ZZZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy CNY!! May everyone "dua huat" this year. My dad has already won like 1.3k this cny gambling. -.-&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/12720358-3305888830220665347?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3305888830220665347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3305888830220665347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3305888830220665347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3305888830220665347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3305888830220665347' title='Hairpee CNY!'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TVKd_Pcgz8I/AAAAAAAABsE/mW2oIZI1B0o/s72-c/IMG_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-640684216964712647</id><published>2011-01-22T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T16:36:17.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvhcvqYv7I/AAAAAAAABrQ/YQ47xiVn6As/s1600/Untitled-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565289648493215666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvhcvqYv7I/AAAAAAAABrQ/YQ47xiVn6As/s320/Untitled-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;Heh..back for another update! My stay at Lilly is gonna make me a fat kid, there are always so much events going on. Heee~ Last week, we had a 3 days NSC going on at Swisstel Merchant Court. Before the meeting was started, we had a hearty and full breakfast, followed by an international buffet after the meeting has ended. The main course can never tempt me enough, i will always go for the appeitizer ( salads etc ) and dessert only. lols!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dinner on a "Swinging 60s Friday night":&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTveqKKUBFI/AAAAAAAABqw/AqAaEa67140/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565286580409861202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTveqKKUBFI/AAAAAAAABqw/AqAaEa67140/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this starter: Prosciutto Parma Ham with Rock Melon in vinegarette dressing. the ham is well marinated and taste yummmmy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvdSIE3KSI/AAAAAAAABqY/tAIaL7lcDsM/s1600/2011-01-14%2B19.33.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565285068021639458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvdSIE3KSI/AAAAAAAABqY/tAIaL7lcDsM/s200/2011-01-14%2B19.33.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the second dish of the day. It looks like some pumpkin/carrot soup, but it is not. This is Prawn Bisque with roasted garlic crabmeat. I dont like this, it has a fishy smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvdYbRnl9I/AAAAAAAABqg/_FxGrm6TAQQ/s1600/2011-01-14%2B20.18.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565285176254633938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvdYbRnl9I/AAAAAAAABqg/_FxGrm6TAQQ/s200/2011-01-14%2B20.18.27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third dish of the night: Pepper Chicken. It was said to be the most recommended dish. However, it doesn't appeal to me at all, as the chicken is not tender enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvddBtOLtI/AAAAAAAABqo/NsflwNEnrCs/s1600/2011-01-14%2B20.52.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565285255290433234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvddBtOLtI/AAAAAAAABqo/NsflwNEnrCs/s200/2011-01-14%2B20.52.59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*DRUMROOOOOL* Dessert for the night: Classical chocolate!!! MY FAVOURITE!! As you can see la..my eyes really sparkles and i ate it right after it was served, and i forgot to snap a peekture of it, thus the messy peekture. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvgbpv-xxI/AAAAAAAABrA/VKrvm_o8SEI/s1600/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565288530214569746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvgbpv-xxI/AAAAAAAABrA/VKrvm_o8SEI/s320/Untitled-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A group shot with the fellow sales team colleagues to end the groovey 60s night. And everyone is happy coz' we're going home with Takashimaya vouchers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday: Team Building at Mt Emily Park!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed the team building session playing real life counter strike at Mt Emily Park. I really have fun, minus the fact that we have to carry those heavy laser guns and run all over the place without being attacked by the other opponents. Of course...we are the winning team! Diana and i are prolly the only girls in the company that play virtual counter strike game only. HAHA! Even our NSM was shocked when he heard that. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvhHvp1UmI/AAAAAAAABrI/y-tVDAHmuj4/s1600/163891_499041248889_542973889_5902801_7462496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565289287713641058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvhHvp1UmI/AAAAAAAABrI/y-tVDAHmuj4/s320/163891_499041248889_542973889_5902801_7462496_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fellow counter strikers, led by our National Sales Manager (the guy). haha!! Picture was taken at Rendezvous Hotel for international buffet after the Team Building session. Winning team is going back home with vouchers! (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: i'm really amazed at those sales rep, they can play games with full make-up on. It will confirm clog their pores when they sweat lor. I've only my fake lashes on and brows drawn only, no eyeliner at all. I need fake lashes la, else my eyes will look so small. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sales office peeps are really FUN! Unlike our IT department, forever boring and dull. I'm missing the sales team at the 8th storey already! This is the 3rd day since we have shifted up to the 9th storey. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming week will be the 8th week of my IPP. There are so much work to be done, yet there is not much time left. Save me pls! :( &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/12720358-640684216964712647?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/640684216964712647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=640684216964712647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/640684216964712647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/640684216964712647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#640684216964712647' title='Blast from the past'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TTvhcvqYv7I/AAAAAAAABrQ/YQ47xiVn6As/s72-c/Untitled-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2060342277612571968</id><published>2011-01-02T21:24:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:33:55.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairpeee twenty eleven</title><content type='html'>Coming Monday will be my fifth week at attachment! Time really fliessss! I'm actually enjoying every minute and second of my attachment, minus the communication part with my indian colleagues. heee~ I always ended up giggling when i am in the conference call with them, due to communication problem. hahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TSCKI-YWrHI/AAAAAAAABqI/uiOKdVIPYI4/s1600/2010-12-31%2B13.00.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557593826963926130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TSCKI-YWrHI/AAAAAAAABqI/uiOKdVIPYI4/s200/2010-12-31%2B13.00.54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outfit on a dress down friday. Totally love the boyfriend style blazer together with the floral brooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was FAB! Had a class gathering with the classmates after so long. the gathering was great, was nice to catch up with them a little. Not forgetting hairi and eugene!!! Didnt see them for the longest!!! ( say...4 mths!!! ) They made the bestest friends during study semester!! And we are the FANTASTIC 4! HAHAAHS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TSCJjB0FxSI/AAAAAAAABqA/o9C3BmhRZiw/s1600/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557593175050536226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TSCJjB0FxSI/AAAAAAAABqA/o9C3BmhRZiw/s200/IMG_0196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot of the class peeeps! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the last day of 2010, i went to marina barrage with the polymates for the countdown. My initial plan was to head to vissss house at yishun, however, my lazy bug got into me and i rejected to go over to her side. Turns out, i'm still heading to that area in the end. :x. Sorry my dear!!! I think i should just migrate to North area, then i can just chill with them anytime i want. heee~ Everyone headed to minhun's house for sleepover after the countdown, as it was already 2am and i dont dare to walk home alone!! Bunbun is sucha cutie! She was holding my arms when she was sleeping/ kick the blacket away halfway through the night/kicked me aside in the middle of the night. lols!! Her sleeping pattern is so cute yet dangerous at the same time! :P I've to keep pulling her back to bed constantly, fearing that she will fall off the bed ok. If she fell, the guys who are sleeping on the ground, will prolly get a shock. lols!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TSCJF-hmPsI/AAAAAAAABp4/02eIZyv9q4k/s1600/2010-12-31%2B19.23.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557592675951460034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TSCJF-hmPsI/AAAAAAAABp4/02eIZyv9q4k/s200/2010-12-31%2B19.23.59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya'right, i'm the fattest of all, since everyone is hiding behind me. -.-Dont have to remind me constantly. hahahas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i end my post, here's my 2011 resolutions :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Good health and smooth life ahead &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- spend lesser and save more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to get into my desire career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a happy 2011 ahead peeeps. xoxo~&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/12720358-2060342277612571968?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2060342277612571968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2060342277612571968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2060342277612571968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2060342277612571968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2060342277612571968' title='Hairpeee twenty eleven'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TSCKI-YWrHI/AAAAAAAABqI/uiOKdVIPYI4/s72-c/2010-12-31%2B13.00.54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7319595266568182442</id><published>2010-12-12T14:20:00.045+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:40:29.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millions of misses</title><content type='html'>It has been a week plus since my IPP has started / FYP has ended. To be honest, i really miss FYP the most. :C FYP period and Study Semester are the best moment ever in my school life. (Y) So gonna missed everyone when we graduate next year. :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to work....it's only the first week, and i starting to feel so lost. Mr Tham was really right about spotting my weakness. :C I hope i could change for the better after going through this IPP experience. Gonna 加油！:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Totally love my eye make-up of the day, it gives a subtle hint of sexiness without looking overly slutty. I was inspired from Michelle Phan's awesome vids, and of cos, the signature Maybelline look. And yeah, this is the outcome of spending 2 hours infront of the mirror. I'm totally a sucker for high nose bridge. Since i dont have one / have no money to do plastic surgery, i've no choice but to spend time contouring my nose. lols.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549706753287169938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TQSE43VEp5I/AAAAAAAABpg/Mc8s8-CEO4Q/s200/Photo2484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TQSIh9cfefI/AAAAAAAABpo/MlxOTK0p6x4/s1600/Photo2476.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obviously..this is a epic failure pose. Just ignore my hair and expression. Just look at my awesome outcome of my eye make-up ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7319595266568182442?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7319595266568182442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7319595266568182442&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7319595266568182442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7319595266568182442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7319595266568182442' title='Millions of misses'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TQSE43VEp5I/AAAAAAAABpg/Mc8s8-CEO4Q/s72-c/Photo2484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8639715499869385593</id><published>2010-11-13T20:15:00.042+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:55:39.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies! This coming week will be Week 10 of FYPJ babey! 2 more weeks to goooo~ So gonna miss my 2 crazy partners after our FYP ends. :C And....my number 1 eyecandy!! Believe it or not, i only found him looking super hot at week 7 suddenly. ( because he looks hot with his spects, while the rest dont agree with me ) Since week 1, all the girls ( yes..i mean ALL! ) were going gaga over him okay, and at that time i felt that he looks normal only. And now, i admit that i'm one of the many girls in FYPJ going gaga over him already. *blush* Most exaggerating thing is...i dreamt of him at night. I know it's super "kuazhang", maybe i saw him too many times on that particular day. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always hesistant to post pictures of myself/gfs/family online. Because there will always be people out there pinpointing the flaws as if they were awesomely perfect and hot. Oh well.. i will just post 1 of the many peektures from grandma's birthday 2 weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TN6qxLNqTxI/AAAAAAAABpQ/tfl3JJ6Jaj8/s1600/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 154px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539052353512689426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TN6qxLNqTxI/AAAAAAAABpQ/tfl3JJ6Jaj8/s200/cousins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handsome brother and sweeet-looking meimei. ( we have high cheekbones! I realise all my girly cousins, from my mom's side have high cheekbones too.) My brother's DSLR capture really chio peeeeektures. *thumbs up* Heh...hopefully he can be around to take peeektures for me when i graduate next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you realise, my update here is getting lesser. Because I've been tweeeeeeeting more these days. Another tiny space for me to rant as facebook is really not a good space for me to post random rantings. Nightssss loveliess! xoxo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-8639715499869385593?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8639715499869385593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8639715499869385593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8639715499869385593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8639715499869385593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8639715499869385593' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TN6qxLNqTxI/AAAAAAAABpQ/tfl3JJ6Jaj8/s72-c/cousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-116363012415590976</id><published>2010-10-10T21:08:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:44:36.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap &amp; Chic</title><content type='html'>Backdated entry : 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been to Bugis Village for the longest and I'm so proud of myself as i have manage to get tank dress ($10), cropped shirt($10) and 1 cute loafer ($26) at BV! Bugis Village is gonna be my favourite cheap and chic thrill shopping hunt besides the usual www world. If not for the shopping ban, i would have continue buying even more!! Audrebaby totally went crazy with maxis, and she is tempting me how "vivi" it is etc. I'm regretting that i didnt get it earlier on, i shall get it next time round and rock it out at SIT. Whoever say i look ugly in it, will grow tons of pimples on their faces. &gt;;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sinned at Sephora with Audrebaby. She went crazy with makeups while i went to look for cheap and chic buys again! hahah! Soap and Glory products are my current new love! The scent is heavenly nice and the packaging is so &lt;em&gt;"Benefit"&lt;/em&gt; ! But....Audrebaby said otherwise. :( Trust me, the scent is really naissssse lor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info at &lt;a href="http://www.soapandglory.com/"&gt;http://www.soapandglory.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TLHJ_CwwPTI/AAAAAAAABpI/sxQ-ZCG4ci0/s1600/Photo2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526420302670609714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TLHJ_CwwPTI/AAAAAAAABpI/sxQ-ZCG4ci0/s200/Photo2326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left-body wash @ $13 Middle -Body lotion @ $16 Right- Hand cream @ $13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why i always say, it totally sucksss to be a girl, especially vain girls like us. We worked and spent hard at the same time. HAHAHA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-116363012415590976?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/116363012415590976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=116363012415590976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/116363012415590976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/116363012415590976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#116363012415590976' title='Cheap &amp; Chic'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TLHJ_CwwPTI/AAAAAAAABpI/sxQ-ZCG4ci0/s72-c/Photo2326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3069561109657538748</id><published>2010-09-26T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:59:18.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies, this is the third week of FYP. I have to rush my work out as we have to present our stuff to the SHS by week 6. Seriously..the workload is piling up, yet time is so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say FYP are so fun and exciting, to me, it's just normal lor. My batch is hopelessly hopeless. So many hamsums and pweeetys until i dont feel like seeing at all. Ok...there are actually a handful ok-looking guys which some girls totally went crazy for them. But...to me, they're just average. Talking about getting to know others, I'm an introvert, it's just me. I'm totally crazy with people who i know / comfortable with. And to those who i dont really know well, i dont really go around saying hi to everyone etc. Unless they approach me, i've no excuses to turn them away yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have millions of thoughts to pen down here, but i've no idea where/how should i start. Till then the next update..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3069561109657538748?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3069561109657538748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3069561109657538748&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3069561109657538748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3069561109657538748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3069561109657538748' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-734111156724193690</id><published>2010-08-21T22:22:00.087+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:39:26.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zirca babey~</title><content type='html'>Went Zirca with Marilyn and Jeannie for an event~ Finally meeting up after so longg! We should go club together in future! heee~ As usual I look so awfully terrible beside the 2 lovely babess in the pictures. Sigh. I should just crash diet and lose weight. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/THJ4eiQDKhI/AAAAAAAABoY/77PygFgJRd8/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508597760213068306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/THJ4eiQDKhI/AAAAAAAABoY/77PygFgJRd8/s200/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* many thanks to jeannie huh, for capturing our kiasu epic faces. HAHAHA! check out my dear marilyn curls. sexayyyy~ she is pyscho-ing me to perm my hair la.. &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;After that.. went shopping with bff Rayray~ ( haha! gonna give him an ah gua name now ) I'm ditching my dresses and go for feminine chic look to compromise him for &lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt;. lols. My mom commented i look like a boy when she saw me in this outfit. -____- Before some of you start attacking me, i admit i look fat with unsightly tummy and all. In short, i'm a humongous hippopopo. I''m not perfect, and so are you. Anyway..Zara and Mango has really FAB lighting, and i was 自恋-ing inside for god-knows-how-long. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TG_jeUJAUXI/AAAAAAAABoA/jBV6ITr78lU/s1600/Photo2154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507870979239465330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TG_jeUJAUXI/AAAAAAAABoA/jBV6ITr78lU/s200/Photo2154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outfit for the day: Jeans from Mango, bag from asos, outerwear from BC, wristband from agnes b.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TG_oqXxmHkI/AAAAAAAABoI/BA5EmG0MBwc/s1600/Photo2203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507876683931590210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/TG_oqXxmHkI/AAAAAAAABoI/BA5EmG0MBwc/s200/Photo2203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bought the denim jeggings from Zara,the fitting is awesome! Didnt get the oversize tee as i could get something like this easily on Gmarket. The top was tagged size L and it was damn loose and huge if i didnt tie a knot. Rayray was saying i'm sibei niao as it is $16.90 only. lols!! Judging from the pictures..i think i look so chio and chic in this style. heheee~ And I spotted a pair of 4.5 inches of heels from Zara too, the nude colour and height are totally awesome! I feel like a supermodel after wearing it. Unfortunately it doesnt have my size anymore! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy days are over.....gonna mug like a nerd coming monday onwards. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-734111156724193690?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/734111156724193690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=734111156724193690&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/734111156724193690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/734111156724193690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#734111156724193690' title='Zirca babey~'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/THJ4eiQDKhI/AAAAAAAABoY/77PygFgJRd8/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-9011597218455395164</id><published>2010-08-16T21:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:57:45.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really sad to hear/read about awful things girls can come up with about each other. Are they being mean or judgemental?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-9011597218455395164?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/9011597218455395164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=9011597218455395164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9011597218455395164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9011597218455395164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#9011597218455395164' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-261615230003754180</id><published>2010-08-06T15:50:00.066+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:55:52.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake me up when september ends~</title><content type='html'>Pweeeenseentationn is so over babeyyyy~ Millions of thanks to my awesome classmates, they have really help me alot throughout the project. Seriously, i've no common sense + logic when it comes to project. -.- This study semester really passed very fast. :( My awesome classmates are making me looking forward to school daily lor. :) Plus all the lecturers are so awesomely niceeeee ( at the same time, all have this pitiful faces too ) . I feel so guilty as i only turn up less than 5 times for Info Security lectures throughout this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention how much i like Mr Edwin ( e-comm lec and tutor ), Miss Leow ZhenZhen ( mobile tutor ) and Mr Ng ( info security tutor ) lessons ? We're probably the most active in these classes all the time. For Miss Leow, she is probably the nicest one who will point out my mistakes during Practical test. Or rather, i always raise up my hands shamelessly and beg for help. :x Being thick-skin is good, rather then i fail the practical test isnt it? :) Everyone should know i seriously sucks at hands-on programming. :( Mr Ng is another nice tutor, throughout my 3 years, he is the first tutor that printed the tutorial answers for us. :D And Mr Edwin..he is like a father to us. So &lt;em&gt;fatherly&lt;/em&gt;. :D Not forgetting Miss Yeo's Comm Skill lesson.I love her lesson as it is always role plays and interviews. Role play is seriously no kick to me, and i've&lt;em&gt; aces&lt;/em&gt; for all these role plays. I should consider joining Mediacorp after graduation and win best actress award yearly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense aside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking forward to September...coz' i'll be separated from my awesome classmates again. :( :( So gonna miss everyone's nonsense. I dont want to die alone in f-waii-pipi. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now..I've no feeeeeel to kickstart my revision now. I shall really start eating books next week onwards. My mid-term results seriously sucks ttm, and i need to really score well for my examssss! :( For now.....it's online shopping at ASOS and GMARKET KOREA ! hahaa~ :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-261615230003754180?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/261615230003754180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=261615230003754180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/261615230003754180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/261615230003754180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#261615230003754180' title='wake me up when september ends~'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-6368031140806607350</id><published>2010-07-26T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:33:53.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hairpeeee burpsday~</title><content type='html'>Lovelies...thanks for all the wishes from sms, fb and calls. Really appreciate all the kind little gestures from you all. Love you people! :D My 21st is just a simple affair, nothing fancy or happening. But still i'm glad that my close friends and family are able to share this special occassion with me. Special thanks to the girls for the dinner treats, and fat angbaos from the relatives and family. *smoochesss~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a unknown call from someone leh, none other than Mr R. What an ass..change number also never update me!! I thought it was some secret admirer of mine who calls me lor. Make me happy like a happy kid only. *thumbs down* lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is awesome, but not the workload. Today is the last day that i will see eyecandy jason already. :( :( I was still grumbling when he has not appeared in class lor. Exciting part was...he was sitting 3 seats away from me. He was so sweeeeeeet and cute to offer sweets to Mr Edwin lor. :P For the whole 1 hour, i kept telling mc how sweet he is etc. hahaha! In fact, i think it's an exposed secret that everyone in my class know already. Oh well... Andandand, eyecandy from fypj is totally cute too! hehee~ An eyecandy a day, keep my monday blues away. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta here~ To conclude, BTCS project seriously suckss. *thumbs down* &lt;em&gt;Ah..i must be more refined as said by my classmate. lol. He cannot believe his ears when he heard the "shit" word coming out from my mouth the other time. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: I know visss will say i'm digusting again, if she sees this post up. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-6368031140806607350?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6368031140806607350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=6368031140806607350&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6368031140806607350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6368031140806607350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#6368031140806607350' title='hairpeeee burpsday~'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5647893461878375583</id><published>2010-07-09T00:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:21:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is indeee air</title><content type='html'>The word "Love" is incredible. It can make you do all the silly things in order to gain attention from the other party. And speaking of that, i really did something &lt;em&gt;"stunt-ing"&lt;/em&gt; in class last week. That moment was damn embarrassing. Geez, how am i going to face him in class? :S He is a stylish cool dude ( though he is super low-profile, maybe partly he is from the 07 batch) , and is totally my cup of tea and coffee. heee~ i'm going to add him at fb...not. As usual, i tend to be super jittery man.  :S  howhowhow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5647893461878375583?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5647893461878375583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5647893461878375583&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5647893461878375583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5647893461878375583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5647893461878375583' title='Love is indeee air'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7838242137305502602</id><published>2010-06-23T01:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T02:21:40.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didnt know it's damn difficult to start a coversation with someone. The jittery feeling , butterflies in my stomach, getting cold feet and wanted to chicken out whenever i have type out a chunk of words. In short, it totally sucks. Age is really catching up and i've become too reserved. :( It's really nice to hear those words from him after speaking to him. I really couldnt help but to sink in deeper again. Contradicting isnt it? I just dont practise what i've said before. It totally suckssss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i tried breaking the ice again. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7838242137305502602?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7838242137305502602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7838242137305502602&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7838242137305502602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7838242137305502602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7838242137305502602' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7665705650939524680</id><published>2010-05-17T21:36:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:49:00.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don’t know how all these eventually going to help me, but for now i will keep up the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of here. xoxo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7665705650939524680?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7665705650939524680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7665705650939524680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7665705650939524680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7665705650939524680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7665705650939524680' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1414047878334112741</id><published>2010-04-29T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:19:28.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grown up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S9MNY0mQBnI/AAAAAAAABnw/ncPyal1YQXg/s1600/Photo1869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463725493017642610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S9MNY0mQBnI/AAAAAAAABnw/ncPyal1YQXg/s320/Photo1869.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..i'm still posting it up despite the fact that i look horrid in this picture. ( my eyes just cant take flash! :( ) First was yanxin, second is hector, and the upcoming one will be shiqi's 21st! Time really flies and we've all grown up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a side note..I believe things will be much simpler if we stop complicating them. If everything could just be as simple as we can thought of ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1414047878334112741?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1414047878334112741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1414047878334112741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1414047878334112741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1414047878334112741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1414047878334112741' title='Grown up'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S9MNY0mQBnI/AAAAAAAABnw/ncPyal1YQXg/s72-c/Photo1869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2917159446226507133</id><published>2010-03-27T23:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:54:49.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies..</title><content type='html'>Somehow, i wish i will never grow up. When i was young, i was yearning to grow up faster. And now, i wish time will just stopped for good. To sum up, i dont know what is my future going to be like. Seriously, I'm really ashamed of myself when i got to know how much effort these china students strive hard in order to get a place in one of the polytechnics/ universities in Singapore. For them, they strive to get good gpas to get into local university and get a highly-paid job. On the other hand, i'll be thankful enough if i passed all my modules with average results. Am i being too easily contented with what i have? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my study clique ( back then ) in clementi town primary are in local universities now. But look at me, i'm still stuck at poly with a course which i'm totally weak in. sigh.. I shouldn't dwell on it too much, else i'll be even upset isnt it? Life still moves on. :)  Goodnight world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2917159446226507133?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2917159446226507133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2917159446226507133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2917159446226507133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2917159446226507133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2917159446226507133' title='Time flies..'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3709867273146402141</id><published>2010-02-25T22:32:00.046+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T00:50:54.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A sec school friend of mine never fails to entertain me with lots of foreign things. ( at least to me ) 50% of the time, i barely know what he is trying to convey to me. And he has to put everything in simpler terms, just for my sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S4amTsaduPI/AAAAAAAABno/oNENhMTeRJI/s1600-h/conver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442220056993708274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S4amTsaduPI/AAAAAAAABno/oNENhMTeRJI/s320/conver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S4aKfH8SwVI/AAAAAAAABng/Dc9L8zjJg9M/s1600-h/conver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442189467036336466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S4aKfH8SwVI/AAAAAAAABng/Dc9L8zjJg9M/s320/conver2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Click to view larger image*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those descriptions are too &lt;em&gt;chim&lt;/em&gt; for me! If he didnt mentioned it was drugs that he was talking about, i wouldnt know it when he showed a chunk of words to me. The mushroom drug is interesting though. Everything turns out beautiful once consumed. Even the flies around that person were seen as ping pong balls instead. I dont know if all these are true or he is lying to me (since he knows that i have been pretty stress preparing for my exams lately. ) :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's hope that this future ntu science student ( wanna-be ) will not turn this world upside down- with his weird inventions/researches etc . :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3709867273146402141?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3709867273146402141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3709867273146402141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3709867273146402141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3709867273146402141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3709867273146402141' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S4amTsaduPI/AAAAAAAABno/oNENhMTeRJI/s72-c/conver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1556077465555800523</id><published>2010-02-20T00:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:59:33.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festive season~</title><content type='html'>It's always pressurizing to go house visiting on the first day. Everyone is asking me what's my next big plan after graduation. At this moment, i really wish i wont grow up at all. Maybe it's time i give a little thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S3fxtmXG8cI/AAAAAAAABnQ/r1ZxECES-P8/s1600-h/Photo1798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438080840767041986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S3fxtmXG8cI/AAAAAAAABnQ/r1ZxECES-P8/s200/Photo1798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cny day 1 outfit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, which part of the dress spells sexy or revealing? There must be some problems with those ol' folks' eyes.tsk! But.. i totally love the bling bling bangle i've gotten. ♥ ray mentioned that i looked like i'm so ready to go clubbing in this outfit. =______= i dont club as much as him lor..mine is countable while his is UNCOUNTABLE. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is getting boring~ At least there are people who agree with me. However, it's a great time for us to sit down and catch up with one another. :) 2 more housevisitings over the weekends before exams starts! Say yay to blackjacks , not .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1556077465555800523?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1556077465555800523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1556077465555800523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1556077465555800523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1556077465555800523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1556077465555800523' title='Festive season~'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S3fxtmXG8cI/AAAAAAAABnQ/r1ZxECES-P8/s72-c/Photo1798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-9148135284413657395</id><published>2010-02-12T21:10:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:12:57.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February is the month of  ♥</title><content type='html'>Presentation is over babeyyy! I'm thankful that my groupmates are always there for one another. loves it! :) Another semester is going to be over soon. 2 more semesters to go before i will graduate officially. Time flies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with my shopping and spring cleaning! CNY is just 2 days away from now, and i've no cny feel anyway. I dont really gamble these years, it's boring. The only thing that excites me is dressing up! :D Maybe i will be super grouchy for the next few days, because &lt;em&gt;"the-day-of-the month"&lt;/em&gt; has paid me a visit today. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S3VgefJIbJI/AAAAAAAABnI/RClNKBweiiM/s1600-h/Photo1792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437358201991883922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S3VgefJIbJI/AAAAAAAABnI/RClNKBweiiM/s200/Photo1792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love the corset i've gotten! (which is a backup, in case i've more house visitings ) Those  naggy old folks are going to skin me alive if i'm wearing to their house. Bah....dont have to remind me how fat i'm now.thank you. because i think i will grow even fatter after cny. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S3VgFkDvvvI/AAAAAAAABnA/l0UrXfsUdNU/s1600-h/Photo1794.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nevertheless, enjoy the festive season, everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;February is the month of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/12720358-9148135284413657395?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/9148135284413657395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=9148135284413657395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9148135284413657395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9148135284413657395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#9148135284413657395' title='February is the month of  ♥'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S3VgefJIbJI/AAAAAAAABnI/RClNKBweiiM/s72-c/Photo1792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7591902028633177766</id><published>2010-02-09T01:03:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:45:11.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you just fucking give me some peace? You wouldnt know the amount of frustrations and anger i have endured. Dont push me any further, you should know the consequences by now, judging by my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, i'm still going strong and clear-headed , i need to be in fact. Maybe i should just chill. I'm just fucking tired of dealing with such shits. Fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7591902028633177766?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7591902028633177766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7591902028633177766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7591902028633177766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7591902028633177766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7591902028633177766' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7985396132238953662</id><published>2010-02-02T23:02:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:53:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The irony of everything..... Everything is just so contradicting............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only everything could be rewind back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7985396132238953662?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7985396132238953662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7985396132238953662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7985396132238953662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7985396132238953662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7985396132238953662' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5662717828966744322</id><published>2010-02-02T00:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:17:08.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think guys have their PMS/moodswing etc. They can be super nice and sweet, but they can ignore you like mad as well. No thanks to you for making me feel so affected by it. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodnight world. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5662717828966744322?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5662717828966744322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5662717828966744322&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5662717828966744322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5662717828966744322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5662717828966744322' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-9114707326889693046</id><published>2010-01-27T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:08:16.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a break from my vb notes. i'm actually scrubbing my fishville tank to destress now. i dont know how to study for my sweng when i've no idea what is going on. sigh.... maybe i should just suck thumb and cry now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Raymond really can make me LOL in the middle of the night la. Given that he is very concious of his image one, he actually did "DA LANG" dance in the public. I think i'm going to replay over and over again when i need to destress later.HAHAHA!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...i'm giving up my sweng and heading to bed now. Good night world! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-9114707326889693046?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/9114707326889693046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=9114707326889693046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9114707326889693046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9114707326889693046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#9114707326889693046' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8825416560542954537</id><published>2010-01-24T12:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:45:42.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week totally sukballz. It's just my luck to bump into such unreasonable people lor.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:( Secondly, i'm really struggling with my project stuff. I'm just like hanging helplessly out of nowhere now. Sigh, can someone just save me nownownow ? :( i'll really love you manymanymany. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw my girly visss when i was on the way to school. As usual, she always have stunts one la. Made me laugh like crazy at her "stunt- ning" action. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really fell in love with this after Shina has shown me. The design and all are plain, but the jewel handle is really ♥ ♥ Shina is really a huge collector of miumiu bags. Really an envy la! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430668772294065922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S12ceblk_wI/AAAAAAAABmg/aty_xW8iQB4/s200/miu-miu-stage-bag-collection-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-8825416560542954537?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8825416560542954537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8825416560542954537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8825416560542954537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8825416560542954537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8825416560542954537' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/S12ceblk_wI/AAAAAAAABmg/aty_xW8iQB4/s72-c/miu-miu-stage-bag-collection-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8432887766289820905</id><published>2010-01-16T22:42:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:34:34.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Received 2 parcels in the mail today. Mom said : " are these your cny clothes or clothes that you will be wearing now ? " Needless to say, it's the latter one. Mom says my brother and i seem to have cny every week, because we have at least 2 new clothes every week. =____= So yea..i'm officially broke. When is my pay rollin' into my account? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i just started watching "You're Beautiful". Oh god.....these guys are totally mesmerizing. Especially the tall skinny one, i totally love him in strong shoulder outfit! I've noticed that he has been wearing structured padded clothes in the first few episodes. Not many guys can rock out as well as him. :D Maybe i should marry to a korean in future.lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-8432887766289820905?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8432887766289820905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8432887766289820905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8432887766289820905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8432887766289820905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8432887766289820905' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7329752152096898461</id><published>2010-01-13T23:11:00.050+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:38:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bah...i'm like super bored now. Wanted to login Facebook, but it's loading at a super slow speed like a snail crawls to the other end of singapore. I have so much thing to do at FB lor... i need to feed my cute little fishes, scrub the fishtank and .......... Just by looking, it can make me smile even at my bad days. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, i think i can login to fb successfully! But it's still loading as slow as a snail. in the mean time, i'm back to msn to chat with rayray..raymond! :D It's like super long since i last talked to him. Say...a month plus? :( He is still at his usual self, forever making me cringe with his honeyed words. Really can die when my closest guy friend is such person and is a hum sup gui in nature as well. =_________= Can i like pour bleach into his brain like.... &lt;u&gt;NOW!  &lt;/u&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7329752152096898461?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7329752152096898461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7329752152096898461&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7329752152096898461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7329752152096898461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7329752152096898461' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-6677940159914324308</id><published>2010-01-07T22:32:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:24:29.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously...are all the guys born to break every girls' paperheart? It's really heartbreaking to know what Apple has gone through all these shitty obstacles after marriage + giving birth. I'm sure she will be much much happier in her singlehood. For she is a strong lady. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: And yes...the  Queen is back. Say yes to the non-stop partying ,shopping etc !! :D  sandra, christy and i will support you forever! Best best working colleagues turned friends. ♥ ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-6677940159914324308?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6677940159914324308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=6677940159914324308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6677940159914324308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6677940159914324308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#6677940159914324308' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2371903577670105817</id><published>2009-12-03T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:00:23.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wonder why people are so deluded.&lt;br /&gt;They're not perfect, but yet they are passing sarcasm remarks on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain is shutting down, goodnight world! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS : thanks to&lt;em&gt; you-know-who, because&lt;/em&gt; he has really been nice to listen to my craps all these while. :) :) :)  i promise i will be less whiny..and be more tolerant.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2371903577670105817?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2371903577670105817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2371903577670105817&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2371903577670105817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2371903577670105817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2371903577670105817' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1290433266215053771</id><published>2009-11-18T23:21:00.037+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:50:22.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Typing a sucky emotional entry at this hour isnt cool at all. I wasnt in my usual self lately, with all the shits going on a never-ending basis. Met up with Mr R ( like after zillion years ) after my class to chill a little before heading home. Thanks for listening to my craps and shits. Sorry dude, girls are just forever troublesome. :( Seriously, i just need to get everything out of my head, cuz i would just breakdown anytime if i continue to keep everything to myself. If you think i love keeping everything to myself, and you're wrong. Personally, i just find it difficult to express myself infront of friends. Yes, even the close ones around me. I've been through all sorts of shits, and yes, once bitten, twice shy. Who knows someone could just stab you right at the back the moment you turn your back. It's just effing scary when i think of that. That's why i'm always envy his group of friends. Their friendship are still going strong - 8 years+ and counting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask, am i sad about this entire issue? Of course i'm. Who wouldn't get affected over such issues anyway. Not only that, i'm just utterly dissappointed. Period. :( Let's hope after today, it will be a better one ahead. Perhaps ignorance will be a bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1290433266215053771?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1290433266215053771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1290433266215053771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1290433266215053771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1290433266215053771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1290433266215053771' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8069991221784325459</id><published>2009-11-14T23:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:12:35.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since the last update eh! Anyway, i was just back from the clinic with a bagful of medicine. Didn't know my sinus has lead to a &lt;em&gt;humongous &lt;/em&gt;( my close ones never failed to laugh at me whenever i use this word. it's just a slang to refer to huge anyway ) health problems for me. :( Not to mention, i've to avoid certain food too :( Well, health is much important than anything else, agree? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digress a lil'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, it makes me wonder, does one's effort and 诚意 ( sincerity ) change the impression of the other party over time? I'm not talking about days or months , but &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; . At this era, i believe such devoted guys dont exist anymore lor. Majority are the shitty ones. bah! Guess Caihua is right about people of this horoscope. :) I guess such things just takes time. Who knows one day, i might end up with an unexpected party. :x Hmm..such things are unpredictable anyway. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Caihua, are you convinced that good-looking couples actually exist now? :) She kept debating that most of the time that one will be below average, the other will be the good-looking one. how true is this? I've never seen such cases at the moment though. hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely weekend before the dreadful Monday is here again!!! ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-8069991221784325459?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8069991221784325459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8069991221784325459&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8069991221784325459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8069991221784325459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8069991221784325459' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5575561670089100302</id><published>2009-10-21T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:30:31.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Audre baby is right about &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;from the start&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm out of this space...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5575561670089100302?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5575561670089100302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5575561670089100302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5575561670089100302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5575561670089100302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5575561670089100302' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3193984880841661884</id><published>2009-09-23T03:06:00.065+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:30:32.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I eat back my words alright? I'm back to blogger again. I'm not comfortable with OnSugar site at all. Anyway..i think results are out already. Dont bother asking me, cuz i've yet to login and see my result. Or rather..no courage to see at all. So yea, shall leave it as it is. Anyway..congrats to my friends- Xuexun has gotten as high as GPA 3.8++, and Kelly has gotten 3.5 too! Why dont i have such high GPA when i was in year 1? Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was horrid these days.. Other than that, i'm glad that time passed real fast with the company of my lovely colleagues. And..my online shopping kakis never failed to tempt me with those lovely lovely clothes online. Okay..i've hell lots of impulse buys these days. ( i've totally busted my shopping budget for this month already. =( ) At times like this, i would sell them off right after it arrives in the mail. My money is depleting already.. and i&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to work extra hard and maintain my cool irregardless how &lt;s&gt;fucked up&lt;/s&gt; annoying those customers are. That's aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straw hats are really love alright! :D Look how cute dar looks with my brother's newly bought Topman straw hat! I shall borrow from my brother next time. hehee~ I think i'll look hot with it. *self-praise = no praise *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SrsbPuTAwUI/AAAAAAAABjI/4R3cZIStL8Y/s1600-h/Photo1327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384927736391319874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SrsbPuTAwUI/AAAAAAAABjI/4R3cZIStL8Y/s200/Photo1327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SrsbQSgnvcI/AAAAAAAABjQ/eFIfW39SlVo/s1600-h/Photo1328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384927746112077250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SrsbQSgnvcI/AAAAAAAABjQ/eFIfW39SlVo/s200/Photo1328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really can rock out this jap look lo ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Srsebt-bstI/AAAAAAAABjo/JWhpq55lqzU/s1600-h/Photo1330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384931240998318802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Srsebt-bstI/AAAAAAAABjo/JWhpq55lqzU/s200/Photo1330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i took this picture, it reminds me when she was around 16 month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SrsecE3YbrI/AAAAAAAABjw/V25-j8YG1EY/s1600-h/1_333934255l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384931247142760114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SrsecE3YbrI/AAAAAAAABjw/V25-j8YG1EY/s200/1_333934255l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SrsecE3YbrI/AAAAAAAABjw/V25-j8YG1EY/s1600-h/1_333934255l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was my dar when she was around 16 months old. Seee...so vain uh~ I think she's born with it lo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i forgot...Happy Birthday Lily 姐! :D Alright..i'm back to Gossip Girls Season 3. Welcome back Upper East Siders! xoxo~ &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/12720358-3193984880841661884?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3193984880841661884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3193984880841661884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3193984880841661884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3193984880841661884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3193984880841661884' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SrsbPuTAwUI/AAAAAAAABjI/4R3cZIStL8Y/s72-c/Photo1327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-6236685287252043284</id><published>2009-09-18T01:57:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:37:30.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geez...my skin turns 1 shade darker for the 101 times. Now..the million dollar question : how on earth did i get tanned by standing under normal lightning? It's damn ugly to have uneven skintone on my arms. Give me a suntan anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i'm surprised to hear that Mr R is in IT industry now. Poor boy, heard that it's a very stressful environment lor. =/ It just freak me out alot. :( I just cant imagine his serious side of him when he is in his work place though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check-2am, and i'm typing this with 3/4 of my eyes closed. And the best damn thing is.. i could see Mr R laughing at my emotionless expression over at his side now!!( via webcam ) sickeninggg~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-6236685287252043284?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6236685287252043284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=6236685287252043284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6236685287252043284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6236685287252043284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#6236685287252043284' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8450342459056703105</id><published>2009-08-27T23:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:04:22.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another dreadful week with just another pathetic update. Anyway,i'm ditching blogger for good ( in case i'm not used to the new site, i shall eat back my words and come back here. ) I wont delete my blog away i guess..there are way too many memories and pictures of the past here, all the way backdated in 2003!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's time to put a &lt;em&gt;full stop&lt;/em&gt; to this entire drama..... Perhaps this is the &lt;em&gt;last time&lt;/em&gt; i'm hearing this from you. i'll keep walking straight this time round..no u-turn anymore. Trust me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this.love&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/12720358-8450342459056703105?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8450342459056703105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8450342459056703105&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8450342459056703105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8450342459056703105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8450342459056703105' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-313188338732499069</id><published>2009-08-19T13:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:28:08.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is so cranky recently! If the problem still persist, i do a blog hop. =D In fact i've already made a blog shift to another space  :) I'm bad with Xanga and livejournal, so these 2 choices are out for me. The new site name sounds cuteeee, but it is not user friendly at all. :(  howhowhow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights,i'm out of this space. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-313188338732499069?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/313188338732499069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=313188338732499069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/313188338732499069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/313188338732499069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#313188338732499069' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-310839419636888182</id><published>2009-08-16T11:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:16:00.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Saturday night was spent on talking random things with classmate. His usual craps are enough to make my toes laugh already. hahaha! And...webcamming with Mr R after so longggggg...he always say he miss me, which is bullshit, cuz he says this to all girls as well.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights..i'm going out for movie and shopping! ♥ ♥ Till then~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps i should really just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;step ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; of my comfort zone....&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/12720358-310839419636888182?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/310839419636888182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=310839419636888182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/310839419636888182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/310839419636888182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#310839419636888182' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-6831680759242099403</id><published>2009-08-04T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:30:48.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was entertained by 2 random stupid kids while riding on the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 stupid kids : eh, u see the girl standing behind u ( refering to me ) . Dress until like that,confirm is poly year 1 student one. Never dye hair ( check! ) , wear t-shirt and shorts ( check! check! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See la, 2 stupid young kids commented that i'm those typical year 1 student leh. On the other hand, what&lt;em&gt; bird&lt;/em&gt; logic is this? Never dye hair + wear t-shirt = years 1 meh? Might as well say i'm typical secondary school girl better. I think i need to look more presentable when i out at neighbourhood area in future? Cuz i think i look like a maid ( just think t-shirt+short,then sometimes bun up all my hair ) , especially when i'm standing right beside Mr R ( cuz he wear nice nice to jp all the time. people of his clique are like this. =____= ) But seriously,who cares about image when we're out at neighbourhood area? hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Channel U is air-ing a Taiwan show ( which was on air at Taiwan long long ago! ) now. The female lead sort of resemble ah visss leh! hehe~ I think i mentioned this to her long long ago..but she said i'm bullshitting. zzz~ Whatever it is, visss, you really resemble her abit leh! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm out of here babey! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-6831680759242099403?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6831680759242099403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=6831680759242099403&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6831680759242099403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6831680759242099403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#6831680759242099403' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5508189745791666140</id><published>2009-08-02T16:39:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:40:00.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh dear, i'm trying hard to do my part for my project , but it seemed to fail miserably to the max. =( How how how? Super depressing lor. =( Maybe i've no common sense uh? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Super depressing. =( Girlies, we can hug together and cry le. =( I'm out of here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5508189745791666140?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5508189745791666140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5508189745791666140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5508189745791666140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5508189745791666140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5508189745791666140' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-748776361944343173</id><published>2009-07-29T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:37:46.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too many thoughts are running through my mind babey, and i need someone to talk to/ for me to whine ( again! ) :( My "crabby" cousin is off for reservist, Mr R is forever sleeping (haha!), viss is quite busy preparing for her presentation and another 2 besties are busy with work too. *Big sighs!!* Oh dear, i shouldnt sigh too much,if not i'll get real old easily. =/ And the best way? Pen everything down in my diary.At least i'll slightly better babey.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with xuexun and khaimun today. I've my ways to convince them to eat with me. =P Sorry guys,for making you all walk all the way to Koufu.I would pick South Canteen if i know you guys are walking from blk __ ( er..forgot which blk already,which is nearer to south canteen) Thanks for accompanying me! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet is really distracting,cuz i cant concentrate on my work if there is internet access. =/ That's why i dont online when i'm doing my work. I'm just damn bad at multitasking. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Babes, good luck for your presentation this week! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-748776361944343173?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/748776361944343173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=748776361944343173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/748776361944343173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/748776361944343173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#748776361944343173' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2508144575791670703</id><published>2009-07-23T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:26:47.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is still beating for you.</title><content type='html'>Words couldnt describe how excited i'm when i saw him online at FB. Really. I've added him close to a month, and this is the first time i saw him online okayyy. Now the million dollar question, how to kickstart the conver to him? Like &lt;em&gt;" hey _____! how have you been? It has been ages since i saw u" ? &lt;/em&gt;Geez...sounds super retarded hor? =/ I dont have any problem talking to him in the past, but now, i'm super&lt;em&gt; ball-less &lt;/em&gt;to do so . =( So..the consequences of hesitating is...he offline already! How great can this be? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's aside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popped by Mr R's house after lesson. As usual, i always do things which i usually dont do ( most of the time ) when i'm having a bad day. Ya right, it's f-ing shitty to drink again after so long! The f-ing giddy-ness is making me see "&lt;em&gt;stars"&lt;/em&gt;. =___= (ok..i've no stamina to drink,unlike him. ) Thank god,it lasted for a short while only. So yea.. he has seen another unglam side of me again. =/ Thanks dude,for listening to my never-ending nonsense/whines. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;What makes you think i'm not sad at all? &lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm just putting a brave front. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2508144575791670703?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2508144575791670703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2508144575791670703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2508144575791670703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2508144575791670703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2508144575791670703' title='My heart is still beating for you.'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1935027889469777139</id><published>2009-07-19T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:44:43.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was blog-hopping and saw one of my clementi town primary schoolmate in typicalben's blog! It's Goshi Saito in the house yo! =D Still remembered vividly that the girls were going gaga over him lor. He is super cute, always get first in sports day, is a japanese, no airs at all, studies very good etc. Seee.....so many good points eh! But er....his current looks resemble Harry Potter leh ( maybe i watched too many H.P already ) with the messy thick hair and glasses. haha! But still...i think he still looks cute. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i feel better now, cuz just now i was erupting like a volcano. =___=  F that damn moodswing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1935027889469777139?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1935027889469777139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1935027889469777139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1935027889469777139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1935027889469777139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1935027889469777139' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-6895743580580108757</id><published>2009-07-16T11:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:41:44.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 sec of entertainment for me. He never fails to remind me that i'll be turning 20 in 9 more days. =__= Nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sl9U8Luu0tI/AAAAAAAABiQ/FiBo8kFE3AM/s1600-h/xx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359095474511860434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sl9U8Luu0tI/AAAAAAAABiQ/FiBo8kFE3AM/s320/xx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter over the weekends babey! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-6895743580580108757?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6895743580580108757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=6895743580580108757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6895743580580108757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6895743580580108757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#6895743580580108757' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sl9U8Luu0tI/AAAAAAAABiQ/FiBo8kFE3AM/s72-c/xx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-951300960296508434</id><published>2009-07-15T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:14:28.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a good catching up with the Queen-Apple. I havent been contacting her for around 6 months plus lor. And the next thing the queen told me she is married already. ( she is 24 btw ) Dope cool right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she mentioned is true. &lt;em&gt;"Loving a person doesnt means that i've to own him,just let him fly to where he wanna be"&lt;/em&gt; And the Queen's way? Get over him immediately and go into a new relationship the next day. Ya' right,that's the Queen. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 1 thing in common between us is...we're super vain! But Queen is the most "hiao" one. I still remembered the days when i worked with her at Causeway Point. She is super hopeless, cuz she will keep looking into the mirror every 5 seconds hor! I at most is every 5 mins lor. hehe! Admit it Queen! =P And how could i forget the fact that she is a potential hardcore clubber? And her crazy dancing vids? She claims that she is going to step down and retire from the clubbing shits. Who on earth will believe? lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so bloated after the humongous amount of food entered my stomach earlier on. ( think lots of chicken and chicken and fishes.  ) I foresee myself putting on the weight that i've lost. zzz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-951300960296508434?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/951300960296508434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=951300960296508434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/951300960296508434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/951300960296508434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#951300960296508434' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5134215990479639277</id><published>2009-07-14T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:12:43.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was not feeling well for the past 2 week . A small little bun + 2 half-boiled eggs+ 2 toast+ half cup of "teh" for my breakfast could made me feel &lt;s&gt;full&lt;/s&gt; bloated for the entire day.Really no appetite to eat lor.I think i'm too "heaty" already. =( Good thing is my tummy is flatter now. But my silly dar beg to differ. She said that i'm still very fat. Whatever~ ( her signature pet phrase. haha! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SlXl8htdi8I/AAAAAAAABiI/HrLGPJbjCZs/s1600-h/Photo1019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356440159831034818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SlXl8htdi8I/AAAAAAAABiI/HrLGPJbjCZs/s320/Photo1019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"skinny" dar loves this picture,cuz "fatty" me could barely be seen in this picture. Duh..i think i still look chio even though 1/2 of my face is missing.hahaha! (ok,i was joking about the "chio" part. self praise=no praise.haha! ) Check out that ugly bird face she gave when i demanded a sexy seductive look from her. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been quite busy these day. All thanks to the never-ending project assignment. zzz~ To the extent i think i have no life at all. Really. Whenever Mr R talked to me, my replies will be " tied down with assignments/projects". Just like his replies are forever " oh..i just woke up/ i only slept in the morning/going clubbing later" etc .. haha! How bad can this get. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then had 3 hours of msn marathon with Xuexun. And this friend of mine is always making me angry all the time! Say my bff gf = make me angry. Say me = super make me angry. No wonder i'm having breakouts when i woke up this morning. ( er..partly, &lt;em&gt;"day of the month"&lt;/em&gt; is coming soon la. ) During OOAD lesson,received his text again which agitated me like mad ( but it lasted for like 3 sec only.lol! ) He never failed to make me laugh and get mad at him at the same time. haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to hit the sack right now.Super sleepy....zzz~ Nights peeps! =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5134215990479639277?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5134215990479639277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5134215990479639277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5134215990479639277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5134215990479639277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5134215990479639277' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SlXl8htdi8I/AAAAAAAABiI/HrLGPJbjCZs/s72-c/Photo1019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-4630719889805800055</id><published>2009-07-09T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:23:18.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so f-ing disguested by someone's behaviour earlier on. When she is in need of something/need my help, she would speak in her sexy-virgin voice.  Geez,why am i such a "softie",i shouldn't have agree to help her in the first place. Let's see what sort of pattern she will give this time round...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-4630719889805800055?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4630719889805800055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=4630719889805800055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4630719889805800055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4630719889805800055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#4630719889805800055' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7156722099433914415</id><published>2009-06-30T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:11:42.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did i just wake up?</title><content type='html'>Edited:// 1 July,2.10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez..i'm officially sick.Down with flu+sore throat. Great combo isnt it? I think i'll visit the doctor later in the evening. I'm always visiting the doctor like almost every month. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SkYH2zvqoQI/AAAAAAAABho/-Or05xpk2cs/s1600-h/yr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351973845360877826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SkYH2zvqoQI/AAAAAAAABho/-Or05xpk2cs/s320/yr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;,go ahead and laugh at my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unglam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; face. i know i look like i just woke up,but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt;~ ( my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; looked so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unglam&lt;/span&gt; here too!&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home-based learning is really shitty,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i couldn't sit still for 1 minute. ( why is it that i could sit still in school then?&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;..) Plus we're doing our work at our comfort zone. =__= When &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in my room,i see bed. Bed = sleeping time~ If &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in the living room,i see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tv&lt;/span&gt; = TV time~ I ended up lying on my bed and do my work ( which only lasted for ~30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; only ) Then the remaining time i was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; with friends/walk around the house/entertain my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; etc. Told ya' i cant sit still already. oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to have lunch with Mr R,but i was feeling &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; to get out of the house. Plus a friend of his is tagging along. So er..it'll be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a very shy person o! =P I'm out of here. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7156722099433914415?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7156722099433914415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7156722099433914415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7156722099433914415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7156722099433914415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7156722099433914415' title='did i just wake up?'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SkYH2zvqoQI/AAAAAAAABho/-Or05xpk2cs/s72-c/yr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-9023375192144994208</id><published>2009-06-27T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:34:27.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a nice weather for me to sleep in. But dar is forever being a spoiler,cuz she never fails to scream and shout the moment she reached my house.zzzz~ Imagine i've being screaming at her while i'm 半睡半醒? =__= &lt;em&gt;We'll turn into "monsters" when people disturb our sleep. quoted from Mr R.&lt;/em&gt; Haha! Super true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's weekends again! =D Just woke up from my 16 hours of sleep. My head is super "heavy" and is still in sleepy mode. I guess i can KO anytime lor. Just read the school mail,and boy,the amount of workload can kill~ Mr R even asked me to close down the window,then i wont be able to see already. I guess no matter how many times i've closed,the amount of work is still pinned up there lor. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me just enjoy my last 2 days of holiday before i'm back to "school" again. In the meantime,i shall continue my sleeping marathon again. (although i just woke up 2 hours ago.) hurhurhur~ "nightssss" !! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-9023375192144994208?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/9023375192144994208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=9023375192144994208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9023375192144994208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9023375192144994208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#9023375192144994208' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1585741656897617373</id><published>2009-06-20T23:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:53:28.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It do bring back alot of memories when i saw his cheeky cute face once again at FB...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days when he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- confessed to me right infront of the class ( very touching~ )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- was playing soccer with his clique at my neighbourhood,and i will be sitting there watching/waiting him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- sang to me everyday,knowing that i love his singing. =D ( he sings very very very well! =D )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- flashes his signature cheeky smile/look to brighten up my day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- make funny sentence structures with his "cannot-make-it-at-all" chinese.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- his 甜言蜜语 that would practically melt my heart ( or rather every girls' heart.tsk~ )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we could rewind back the time and stop there for good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's aside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought dar laetitia and dar louanne out to Jurong Point today, together with my mom of course. Went to our &lt;em&gt;all-time heavenly&lt;/em&gt; shops ( think make-up etc ) and got stucked there for a long long time.Dar had a good time exploring all the various colours for nail polish/make-up at SASA. The craze started out when i (vain jiejie) did a french manicure for lil' vain dar few days back.hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SjzjTL8_azI/AAAAAAAABhg/_VmMGoeAhe8/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349400376174930738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SjzjTL8_azI/AAAAAAAABhg/_VmMGoeAhe8/s320/collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fair lil' princesses~ ♥ ♥ No pictures of jiejie,cuz i look super unglam ( think messy bunned up hair,t-shirt and shorts ) =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out of here and heading back to tv-ing~ so you guys know why i seldom online eversince the holiday kickstart. zzz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : visss,stop your 桃花 nonsense already~ heeees~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1585741656897617373?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1585741656897617373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1585741656897617373&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1585741656897617373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1585741656897617373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1585741656897617373' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SjzjTL8_azI/AAAAAAAABhg/_VmMGoeAhe8/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-446542094327251211</id><published>2009-06-16T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:28:43.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in such a shopping mood babey ~ ( cuz term break is here! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this Balenciaga-Inspired jacket online few days back. I'm not sure if i could carry out the style well though.At times like this,i've to constantly remind myself not to,especially when i'm not working that often anymore. Bah..in fact i spent more than i earned. =/ Looks like my saving plans failed miserably again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SjdBNHmxYXI/AAAAAAAABhI/_79LXIfcfjQ/s1600-h/aPhotos211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 92px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347814776161526130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SjdBNHmxYXI/AAAAAAAABhI/_79LXIfcfjQ/s200/aPhotos211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balenciaga-Inspired jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SjcY7lH_RZI/AAAAAAAABhA/i6_9z7MzaQY/s1600-h/f21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770494382720402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SjcY7lH_RZI/AAAAAAAABhA/i6_9z7MzaQY/s200/f21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F21 casual spag and necklance. hearts the tie-back ribbon at the back.it's spells cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seriously sucks to see girls tagging &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; FB. ok,i admit i'm jealous okayy. =( I should just slap myself real hard and return back to reality. zzzzzzz~ perhaps it will take me 1 zillion years to totally get over him. =( At times like this, bumping into him is a good and bad sign. Good - able to see him face to face again. Bad - all the feelings will be back. Geez,why am i such a weakling??=( Cant be blamed, devoted people like us are like this. Just like he is still waiting for &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;,and i'm waiting for him. Ya right,complicated shit. It seems to me that i'm always associated with Pisces and Libra guys.It'll be sweet initially, yet at the same time, it always ended up being complicated and shitty. =( Once again,i'm totally &lt;em&gt;ball-less&lt;/em&gt; to talk to him even though he is online in FB now. He is approachable,but i just find it difficult to talk to him. sighs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out of here,saying any further makes me heartache only. On a light note,my jacket has arrived in the mail! =D lovelovess~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-446542094327251211?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/446542094327251211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=446542094327251211&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/446542094327251211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/446542094327251211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#446542094327251211' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SjdBNHmxYXI/AAAAAAAABhI/_79LXIfcfjQ/s72-c/aPhotos211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7752679783446824453</id><published>2009-06-10T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:10:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so weak from head to toe today. Partly because i had 3 hours of sleep only. I just feel like a walking panda alrights. :( In the midst of the practical test, i see "stars" suddenly. :( I cant imagine 我做 practical test 做到晕倒. lols~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just completed my 4 hours marathon chats with Xuexun.He never fails to make me laugh and get mad at him at the same time. Alrights,i need my beauty sleep. Was suppose to hit the bed at 11pm, but overshot it by mass msn-ing with friends. &lt;em&gt;I've wasted 2 hours of my sleep le&lt;/em&gt;. As quoted by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights nightssss loveliesssss! xoxo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7752679783446824453?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7752679783446824453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7752679783446824453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7752679783446824453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7752679783446824453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7752679783446824453' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3388351183289565800</id><published>2009-06-08T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:47:47.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Edited://&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into&lt;em&gt; him&lt;/em&gt; at jurong point earlier on.He is still looking good as before,but getting skinner. =( Gosh,i was just randomly talking about him few days back to visss, and today i bumped into him. =D As usual,my tongue was so tied up,i cant utter much when he spoke to me with his sexy manly voice.Whyyyyyyyyy? =(  Called up my visss girly and shared my happiness with her earlier on.heee! Such things are worth sharing right? That silly girl was mentioning that my 桃花运 is here already,cuz recently quite a number of secondary mates are contacting me back like after eons. Forever bullshitting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh babey, i should just slap myself hard and wake up my idea. =( visss girly is so right, he is not the only man on earth. 本小姐还怕没人要 meh? lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially facebook-dicted leh! i'm off to facebook,cuz someone has online 了哦！=P visss was saying i'm totally hopeless. i'm not !!!! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3388351183289565800?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3388351183289565800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3388351183289565800&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3388351183289565800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3388351183289565800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3388351183289565800' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5242759621297001087</id><published>2009-06-07T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:34:30.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chanced upon his facebook via friend. In fact,i was very excited and elated when i saw his profile ,however part of me was hesitating to click his profile. =( Ya' right,i'm totally "&lt;em&gt;ball-less"&lt;/em&gt; to do so. =( Imagine your loved one went mia and changed all source of contacts (msn,hp etc) without updating you.How will you feel? Eventually when i asked his clique,but none of them know his "下落" back then. You couldn't imagine how painful it was for me to go through these shits years back. 真的是很痛苦啊! =( I'm such a pussy when it comes to handling such situations.&lt;br /&gt;I could easily request Mr R to help me now,but this isn't fair to him at all. Sigh.. Perhaps i should just message him in FB or something,if he denied knowing my existence,i should just bloody wake up my idea and slapped myself real hard to return back to reality. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a breathing space babey...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5242759621297001087?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5242759621297001087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5242759621297001087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5242759621297001087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5242759621297001087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5242759621297001087' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5451423157996125170</id><published>2009-06-05T03:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:37:24.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up with the usuals after so long~ Misss yennie and Lily many many! ♥ Had a good time catching up/gossiping with one another over dinner. Not to forget the cutie new mommy,keen, she is entertaining me with her classic expressions luh! 她真的很厉害模仿人啦！Gosh,i was laughing like mad throughout. Imagine the whole of Metro is filled with my laughters only. -.-Then bumped into &lt;em&gt;Mr R&lt;/em&gt; while i was on the way home earlier on. He is effing sickening to the max luh. He purposely stood behind me ( while i was at the traffic junction ) and poked my waist. Kao...人吓人会吓死人的咯! I thought which sicko dare to poke 本小姐，简直没死过。哈哈!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Xuexun&lt;/em&gt; is up to his mischief again. He is always making me mad by saying i lose it out to visss cuz i'm older. Geeez ! 老一点就不是人啊？*pout* Both of us are equally pretty okayy? =P Before he goes to bed,he still say i'm chio-er by 1/2 . *grins and hops around!* Seeee...难得 he compliment me leh! ^^  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...practical test was damn sucky .In short,i'm gonna flunk. I know i'm being whiny,that's me. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5451423157996125170?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5451423157996125170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5451423157996125170&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5451423157996125170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5451423157996125170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5451423157996125170' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7405314589762510287</id><published>2009-05-31T16:51:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:13:07.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read online news saying that Chelsea has won the match. I'm not a soccer match fanatic to begin with, just because of &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;, i began to like whatever he likes many years back . Whatever it is, his all-time-soccer-player, Frank Lampard has scored a goal for the match. Ahh, dont bombard me if the information is wrong. I'm not a soccer fanantic to begin with,that was what i read in the news. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...AE's upcoming collection looks impressive. Bah..it means more spendings again! When will i become more "niao" huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SiJGwsbLjbI/AAAAAAAABf4/WBZ6a7ba1Y4/s1600-h/6a00d8345195ca69e201156f4d7ed5970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341909910387658162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SiJGwsbLjbI/AAAAAAAABf4/WBZ6a7ba1Y4/s200/6a00d8345195ca69e201156f4d7ed5970c-800wi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the original piece worn by Paris Hilton is much nicer! If only they could manufacture the exact same piece, it would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SiJGmtoQ_jI/AAAAAAAABfw/x5fsM1HY_DY/s1600-h/28m06bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 78px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341909738912284210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SiJGmtoQ_jI/AAAAAAAABfw/x5fsM1HY_DY/s200/28m06bo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the replicated dress is simple and nice too. I'm getting it for sure. Let's play the "fastest fingers game" tonight,cuz i wouldn't want to be at the backorder list again! It's losing the excitement when i've to wait for a long long time for it to reach me in the mail. zzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a light note, i'm officially a facebook addict for now. thanks alot to friends/classmates who have "enlighten" me on the usage of it. i'm really a noob at such things. =/ I just got to know that i could chat like i'm chatting in msn too. Bah..really a noob. -.- so..do add me in facebook babey! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i wont be updating as much as in the past. Maybe like once in a blue moon? Or maybe not. i'm outta here...xoxo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-7405314589762510287?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7405314589762510287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7405314589762510287&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7405314589762510287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7405314589762510287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7405314589762510287' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SiJGwsbLjbI/AAAAAAAABf4/WBZ6a7ba1Y4/s72-c/6a00d8345195ca69e201156f4d7ed5970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3417945362208310970</id><published>2009-05-27T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:35:32.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Come up with something new pls? It do get bored to hear the same old things over and over again. *yawns!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out of this space for good.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mr R,you're still the nicest! =) thanks for brightening up my day! =D you're such a potential joker luh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3417945362208310970?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3417945362208310970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3417945362208310970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3417945362208310970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3417945362208310970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3417945362208310970' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-740318306268598687</id><published>2009-05-26T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:05:27.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShgVfnGsHBI/AAAAAAAABfQ/3p7xSXru3bo/s1600-h/Photo0890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339040991064890386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShgVfnGsHBI/AAAAAAAABfQ/3p7xSXru3bo/s200/Photo0890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only source of comfort during bad days. ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, i still have the habit of jotting my thoughts in a diary. The feeling is totally different as compared to typing it out in blogger. (perhaps it's only me that feels this way ) These diaries have been with me since my primary school days though. i just couldn't stop laughing at my &lt;em&gt;"twit angmo"&lt;/em&gt; that i once had, plus those sweet little memories during secondary school days.Awww! misssss it! =( Anyway, i'm sourcing for a new diary,cuz my current one is finishing soon. In fact, i'm still sourcing for a unique and simple one,but it's quite difficult to find something that caught my eyes. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not feeling that good today,cuz it's the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"day of the month"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; again. Bah..it's making me feeling so weak from head to toe. Effing irritating. =( Alrights,i'm turning in for the night. Nightsss! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS : girly, dont feel sad over that fucked up shit alrights. We girlies still can live on with our life without those nasty shits. =) I want back your crazy self please! Entertained me with your classic bimbotic acts.Cheeeeeer up, girly! =) Audre baby and i will always be there for you ! Anything can just give me a ring alrights..i will zooooom all the way to blk S and find you. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-740318306268598687?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/740318306268598687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=740318306268598687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/740318306268598687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/740318306268598687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#740318306268598687' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShgVfnGsHBI/AAAAAAAABfQ/3p7xSXru3bo/s72-c/Photo0890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1452929536287596531</id><published>2009-05-23T22:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:12:43.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have i really changed alot? If there is any change, i would say weight gain is my only change. Very often, people would comment i've become prettier etc. In fact i'm not,cuz i'm nothing without those eyeliner and mascara.It's the wonder of make-up babey. Thanks god,someone invented this thing called "make-up", or else i'll look very crap. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to hear some weird aunties at workplace commenting that we should accept what god has given to us ( as in appearance ), and shouldn't do anything to our face to "alter" our appearance. Wtf? Vain girls like me put make-up to satisfy ourself, it's not as though we are going under knives to change our appearance lor. Aiyoooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's aside.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To kickstart, let's meet "DORA"~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVhgWSOVoI/AAAAAAAABe4/mXY3qouGeF8/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338280141683316354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVhgWSOVoI/AAAAAAAABe4/mXY3qouGeF8/s200/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVYguGCR-I/AAAAAAAABd4/du4V0rwiR_M/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338270252469995490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVYguGCR-I/AAAAAAAABd4/du4V0rwiR_M/s200/Image018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea,i'm super fat since young. Girls during my times will have this cute little "DORA" hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fastforward abit, 10 years later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div&gt;At age 15 ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVc6mb3ovI/AAAAAAAABeQ/nuJ4Gu1XFZQ/s1600-h/Photo0905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338275095137198834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVc6mb3ovI/AAAAAAAABeQ/nuJ4Gu1XFZQ/s320/Photo0905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and laugh at my noob birdy hair. I just couldnt imagine myself in short hair again! It'll be a nightmare! really. On a light note, i do miss my choir malay friends. =( They are nice people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;At 17 ,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVd2JR6f1I/AAAAAAAABeY/fwEy_yUFC_c/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338276118102966098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVd2JR6f1I/AAAAAAAABeY/fwEy_yUFC_c/s200/Image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVd2fBBktI/AAAAAAAABeg/GsK_Ow5UALE/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338276123937706706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVd2fBBktI/AAAAAAAABeg/GsK_Ow5UALE/s200/Image036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya la...still acting cute at this age.Bah, i know it's very &lt;em&gt;twit &lt;/em&gt;of me to have the &lt;em&gt;infamous peace&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;sign&lt;/em&gt;.Became more &lt;em&gt;"hiao" (vain),&lt;/em&gt; and that was when i started out my first Beauty Advisor job too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 18, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVgrkz-wzI/AAAAAAAABeo/CA95uzE_hYI/s1600-h/webcam5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338279235049931570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVgrkz-wzI/AAAAAAAABeo/CA95uzE_hYI/s200/webcam5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have cute little round nose. haha! *bah,yet another unglam bare face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now! ( though picture is not recent one )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVhT6_XD4I/AAAAAAAABew/D-6tXwtbb04/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338279928198008706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVhT6_XD4I/AAAAAAAABew/D-6tXwtbb04/s200/Image050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behold! Unglam bare face ahead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Shfm2O0nGpI/AAAAAAAABfI/rnDM91LSFlY/s1600-h/piggy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338989702637099666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Shfm2O0nGpI/AAAAAAAABfI/rnDM91LSFlY/s200/piggy3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya-da! undrawn brows+dark circles+eyebags+shag = unglam me! On a light note,this is my piggy! Alot of my neighbours said that we have splitting resemblance! Maybe it's the eyes? or the flat round nose we have? hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in all, i'm not pretty/photogenic at all. I'm just a &lt;em&gt;"blah"&lt;/em&gt; girl without those make-up.With make-up,maybe might have the tiny weeny "FWAH" factor la. ( ok la, i'm just being thick-skin by complimenting myself ) haha! It really makes me wonder what's so &lt;em&gt;great &lt;/em&gt;about me without make-up? Mr R's eyes confirm got "&lt;em&gt;stamp"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now,enjoy the 30 sec of entertainment of this entry. lol! I hope i didnt scare anyone off with my noob bare face. =/&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/12720358-1452929536287596531?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1452929536287596531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1452929536287596531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1452929536287596531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1452929536287596531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1452929536287596531' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/ShVhgWSOVoI/AAAAAAAABe4/mXY3qouGeF8/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3254599784369885024</id><published>2009-05-18T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:42:08.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been receiving unknown calls recently. It's just effing irritating man. That fucking ah neh is really testing my patience,cuz he kept calling me every 10 mins. He's really itching for scoldings from me lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah neh : * neh neh neh all the way in his language*&lt;br /&gt;Me : Wrong number *and hang up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah neh: * neh neh neh all the way again*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *getting pissed off* WRONG NUMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah neh : Eh,hello, * and neh neh neh all the way for the 101 times*&lt;br /&gt;Me: you better stop calling me and * neh neh neh* non-stop. I swear if you're going call me again, i'll call the police and punch you upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hang up the call right after i screamed into the phone. 谁叫他皮痒，kept prank call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i'm having a hard time navigating facebook la.Ya la,i'm very &lt;em&gt;noob &lt;/em&gt;when it comes to such things.That's why i wouldn't bother about my facebook and leave it hanging on for 1 year plus. Can you believe my last login was like way back in 2007? -.- When i re-activate recently,i was "greeted" with hundreds of application, friend requests etc. -.-'' Effing irritating,that's why my FB was left aside for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights,i'm turning in for the night. Nights loveliesssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : girlies, tags replied at respective posts already. lovelove! =D visss, i haven't been seeing you in school for a month! meeet up sooon! Me misssss you many many! =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3254599784369885024?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3254599784369885024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3254599784369885024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3254599784369885024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3254599784369885024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3254599784369885024' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2631765913344674544</id><published>2009-05-15T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:57:00.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just reached home not long ago. Gonna run and meet Mr R soon. On the other hand, i'm damn shag already ( thus it explains the shitty shag faces in all the pictures taken earlier on. =/ ) It's damn terrible, cuz i feel like i'm a walking panda already. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall take a shower first before meeting him. I think he's gonna say he prefers me without make-up again. Crazyyy. I look like crap without those mascara lor. Enough said. i'm out of here. xoxo! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sg2cOI4RIRI/AAAAAAAABdY/ZiM0wIqIe1w/s1600-h/Photo0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336092900219494674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sg2cOI4RIRI/AAAAAAAABdY/ZiM0wIqIe1w/s200/Photo0876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sg2cOOXc8AI/AAAAAAAABdg/BpgwY_qNKKo/s1600-h/Photo0882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336092901692469250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sg2cOOXc8AI/AAAAAAAABdg/BpgwY_qNKKo/s200/Photo0882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah..shag face. =( *i gonna "recharge" myself and have my long hours of beauty sleep over the weekends,yawn! *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2631765913344674544?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2631765913344674544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2631765913344674544&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2631765913344674544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2631765913344674544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2631765913344674544' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sg2cOI4RIRI/AAAAAAAABdY/ZiM0wIqIe1w/s72-c/Photo0876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-4426029773826225522</id><published>2009-05-13T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:04:54.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally cleared 40% of my unused/ seldom used cosmetics and skincare to my cousins. Hope it's useful to them though. Now my load is getting lesser ( like finally! ) , but i still have a fair bit of things to be finished up. *pull hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to grandma's house for mother's day dinner today. Had the usual catching-up with the cousins etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334199594234399986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgbiROdfzPI/AAAAAAAABdA/gItMOATgw4M/s200/Photo0827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sgbj7nTft0I/AAAAAAAABdI/5lUaOIr33hs/s1600-h/Photo0832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334201421969471298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sgbj7nTft0I/AAAAAAAABdI/5lUaOIr33hs/s200/Photo0832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; in a dressy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;moood&lt;/span&gt; today,thus this flowery &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;babydoll&lt;/span&gt; dress. i do have my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; moments too eh. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar kept calling me "mommy" whenever she sees me these days. -.-''' I got "motherly" feel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;? When i asked her why did she call me "mommy",and this is what she replied me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Dar..you act cute ah.call me "mommy" out of a sudden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nooo&lt;/span&gt;~ because u look like "mommy" ( she meant that i resemble my mom! )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lao&lt;/span&gt;...got difference &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;,my hair is so long and sexy, mommy's ( she calls my mom, "mommy" too! ) one is short and curly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;! cannot differentiate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; is always up to her mischief one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;. See la...10 sec of entertainment for me. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sidetrack a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really hate those typical ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ite&lt;/span&gt; students &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt;. ( i know there do have nice ones around though ) .Yea,just saw some disgusting ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bengs&lt;/span&gt; at train station today.They're just fucking attention seeking - scolding vulgarities in the public. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wtf&lt;/span&gt; is wrong with them ( &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oopss&lt;/span&gt;, did i just said some "crude" words here ? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; ) . What's the big deal of screaming vulgarities in the public? People wont regard you as a "hero" anyway.Seriously, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; feeling disgusted by those typical ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. The way they " &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chuk&lt;/span&gt;" (whistle) at girls are real disgusting. I swear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;visss&lt;/span&gt; will punch them upside down if they ever did that to her.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Mr R is really nice to pick up my calls even though he was very tired and sleepy (ya la,very weird of him to sleep in the day,and active at night. party animal what! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; ) .Whatever it is, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; grateful that he is still on my side when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; down. =)  I guess i've emphasize how nice he's all the time already. Indeed, he's a very nice friend/listener. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is so boring~ It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; make any difference if i blog it at my personal diary or over here. really. I still prefer the good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' way of writing diary,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; able to express myself better. =) Furthermore,i really have no idea who is reading my blog anyway . =/ I'm aware that some of my close ones ( &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yennie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;audre&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;visss&lt;/span&gt; ) and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; some secondary school peeps and colleagues are reading. Oh wait, how can i forget my haters who might be reading too? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; . I'm still alive kicking ya' know? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; off to &lt;s&gt;revise for my test for now&lt;/s&gt; . continue to randomly browse those shopping sites.Bah..totally no feel to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kickstart&lt;/span&gt; my revision. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-4426029773826225522?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4426029773826225522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=4426029773826225522&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4426029773826225522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4426029773826225522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#4426029773826225522' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgbiROdfzPI/AAAAAAAABdA/gItMOATgw4M/s72-c/Photo0827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-4611601300066444915</id><published>2009-05-10T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:15:00.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My daily Astroglogy is such a spot-on. Sigh... =( Bah..this is gonna be a random entry again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random 1:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... xuexun is up to his mischief again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*blah blah blah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me : ok la, i know my own limits, i'm not as chio as those china girls in ur course. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuexun : nono, is not as chio as those chio girls in nyp =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: u ahhhhh! must have 瞄 girls all the time uh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuexun: nono, is 刚巧.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, even nice nice guys do 瞄美女 too. just like we ( girls! ) spot for cute cute guys all the time. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random 2:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lace Tube has arrived in my mailbox. ( like finally..i almost forgot that i did order for it lor. -.- ) It's very prettyyyy! I love anything that is&lt;em&gt; lacey&lt;/em&gt;~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgL6R2ZGtnI/AAAAAAAABco/F8EDG5xdvhw/s1600-h/Photo0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333100093325620850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgL6R2ZGtnI/AAAAAAAABco/F8EDG5xdvhw/s200/Photo0812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgWTWsMwFxI/AAAAAAAABcw/g-kfKZ30O-M/s1600-h/Photo0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333831351721269010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgWTWsMwFxI/AAAAAAAABcw/g-kfKZ30O-M/s200/Photo0817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just pardon my messy room uh,cuz i'm lazy to crop it away. lol! Bah,i've broad shoulder even though i &lt;s&gt;dont&lt;/s&gt; cant swim at all. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm contemplating whether to make a new spects ( cuz i think i cant wear my current one alr, cuz degree seems to have increased. =(  ) or to get contact lens. Mom said that making a spects for my case is a waste of money ( cuz i wont wear it 99% of the time.lol! that's why i dont bother about getting new spects these years!  ) ,plus i'm too chicken to insert contact lens into my eyes too~ I'm very 麻烦 one la. How how how? hmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, visss is enjoying herself at double o now.Bah..i should have joined her if i know&lt;em&gt; Mr R&lt;/em&gt; is willing to go with me. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: visss..go join FB la, since you're a potential hardcore dancer. ( u were still from chinese dance back then in sec sch! ) =D I cannot ok,my bones are stiff. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights..i'm off to bed for now.Nights everyone! ♥ ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-4611601300066444915?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4611601300066444915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=4611601300066444915&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4611601300066444915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4611601300066444915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#4611601300066444915' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgL6R2ZGtnI/AAAAAAAABco/F8EDG5xdvhw/s72-c/Photo0812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2609778553805470070</id><published>2009-05-05T23:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:28:51.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wasn't feeling good these days, plus i was sick, thus it's making it worse. =( I'm grateful to my close ones who are always there for me all the time. thanksssss! ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to my 10 years friend (hurhur,my primary-secondary-poly friend~) &lt;em&gt;Hector&lt;/em&gt;, it feels good to catch up with him with him a little (months back.haha!),since we've no time to catch up even though i see him around in school very often. Come to think, although we are of same age, he is already thinking ahead for his future already. As for me, i'm still clueless. =( Nevertheless,thanks alot my friend,for enlightening and giving me moral support . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt; ( soccer fanatic + hardcore clubber + smoker ! lol! ) , he is always listening to my never-ending whines without any complaints at all! Still cant forget the day when he waited for me for 2 hours outside school. (while i was chilling with visss. ) Yes,very nice friend of mine. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next in line is Khairul!! From strangers in secondary school to buddies now. Very nice friend of mine too! Now,he's stuck at SGH repairing hosiptal bed 24/7 for the next 6 months of his attachment. lol!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can i miss out &lt;em&gt;Audre baby, visss girly and cutie yennie&lt;/em&gt;!It's not possible anyway! They're my best best gossipmates/ colleague turned friends. I feel so bless with nice people around me. =) Everyone is busy with their stuff lately, but still,meet up if there is time alrighty? =) As for visss , she is just a call/text away since her engineering blk is just opposite mine only! hehe! I was feeling better suddenly when i was listing my &lt;em&gt;"loves of my life".&lt;/em&gt; lol! True enough, friends really can brighten up one's day . xoxo ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went skincare shopping since there is sales going on. ( plus my skin is so cranky these days, thus i need to find something suitable for my skin. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Avene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is my saviour babey! Hope it will solve/maintain my skin for good. ) Mom nagged at me a little when I carried one big bag of goodies home.lol! As usual,she will go like &lt;em&gt;" why do you need so many skincare when you've only 1 face? "&lt;/em&gt; LOL! ( cuz i was clearing around 40% of my unused skincare/cosmetics few days back,and now i'm buying even more again ) Anyway, i intend to give my unused ones to my cousins, hope it will be useful to them since my skin has change and i cant use it anymore. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out the freebies i've gotten in return! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgA-gW-QERI/AAAAAAAABcY/ZGJa6LZiKcY/s1600-h/Photo0788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332330684450083090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgA-gW-QERI/AAAAAAAABcY/ZGJa6LZiKcY/s200/Photo0788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it will take forever to be finished up again. -.- It will be good if i've a sister,cuz she can help to lessen my "负担" lor.. I remembered that i used to give away unwanted skincare to my brother, and those stuffs will always end up on his table as "摆设品" ( display items ) , then throw them away after displaying for a few years. Why are guys so lazy when it comes to proper skincare routine? aiyooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i end,..i saw this dope cool jacket earlier on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgBB3TBcGpI/AAAAAAAABcg/mattfWW1Rl0/s1600-h/ca9c0c0b-f23c-d039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332334377061587602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgBB3TBcGpI/AAAAAAAABcg/mattfWW1Rl0/s200/ca9c0c0b-f23c-d039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..it's dope nice! I &lt;em&gt;fell in love &lt;/em&gt;with it when i saw it at the web. I'm sure visss and audre will agree that it's nice tooo~ However, i cant carry out those &lt;em&gt;"rocker"&lt;/em&gt; style lor, it's more of visss style. But,it's dope nice and cheap! How can i resist such bargains? Anyway, i think i've overspent again. Bought 3 boxes of falsies online and Avene products recently, and *poof!* $150 gone within 2 days. Aiyer,i'm waiting for the day i'll become very &lt;em&gt;"niao" (stingy)&lt;/em&gt; and not buy anything at all. In this way,i can &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save &lt;/span&gt;save &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt;! =P But wait.. when will that day comes anyway? hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting drowsy again after the medication.I'm outta here.Nightsss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2609778553805470070?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2609778553805470070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2609778553805470070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2609778553805470070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2609778553805470070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2609778553805470070' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SgA-gW-QERI/AAAAAAAABcY/ZGJa6LZiKcY/s72-c/Photo0788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2711153213323033583</id><published>2009-05-02T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:36:09.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm running out of ideas what to blog on since i've literally nothing to blog. *yawn!* It's always the usuals - going to school, daily night chats with visss,tv,online shopping and the whole list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, inital plan for the day was to head down to Expo and Tampines, but i woke up at noon. By then,i was feeling lazy to go anywhere (plus it is the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"day of the month"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )All i did was tv-ing all the way till now. Sheeessh, mio tv is really making a tv-addict already. See....how &lt;em&gt;"interesting"&lt;/em&gt; can my life gets? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrights..i'm outta here and heading to bed. Nightssss! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2711153213323033583?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2711153213323033583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2711153213323033583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2711153213323033583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2711153213323033583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2711153213323033583' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2463059161242239917</id><published>2009-04-30T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:28:29.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya da..it's back to the never-ending assignments again. And guess what? My sucky VB programme screwed up again! One moment it was working fine,and the next moment it decides to play me out. So what's new babey? Sigh.. =/ VB is always making me depressed one leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta here. Cant wait for the long weekends to arrive! =D Nightssssss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2463059161242239917?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2463059161242239917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2463059161242239917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2463059161242239917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2463059161242239917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2463059161242239917' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-9089879060351184039</id><published>2009-04-28T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:08:29.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bah... visss is LOL-ing at me when i told her i fell down when i was walking out of the school yesterday. Sheesssssh! I think i can't see well in the dark. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be Metro Expo Sales again~ If you ask me would i go again? Answer will be yessss &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if there is a wide selection of skincare on sales&lt;/span&gt;! =P Now i'm pysco-ing my mom to go expo and Tampines new shopping mall with me. Heard that it's pretty crowded when it was officially open,but not sure if the crowd has die down already not.hmmm.. It shall be a shopping week over the long weekends for me. 本小姐我才不要去做工! That full-timer's work attitude sucks big time. So that's why i dont see the need to help her after what she has done to me. On a light note...my pay is credited into my account already! Fweeee! It spells shoppinnggg! Anyway,i'm almost finger-shopping everyday.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading to bed soon right after my mud mask has dried up.Bah..it's taking forever......Anyway,nights! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-9089879060351184039?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/9089879060351184039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=9089879060351184039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9089879060351184039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9089879060351184039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#9089879060351184039' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3536279184444373427</id><published>2009-04-27T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:27:26.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual, I need a breathing space. Why do history repeats itself again? Sigh... I'm having a hard time expressing myself these days. So,am i right to say i'm practically numb to everything? Sigh...i dont know if it's a good/bad sign. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta this place. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3536279184444373427?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3536279184444373427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3536279184444373427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3536279184444373427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3536279184444373427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3536279184444373427' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1051111524735674414</id><published>2009-04-22T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:44:35.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up with my girly after her lesson. ♥ ♥ She is always making me laugh like mad with her classic cheeky acts . -.- Nevertheless, i still love her many many! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch up with her for awhile before we head to Blk G for the CCA open house. Then visss was psyco-ing me to join Guitar Club and Piano with her. Gosh..i'm not cut out to be a musician or whatever shit alrighty! So no cultual shits for me at all. lol! Then slacked at the sports hall and watched some random performance by the various CCAs ( at the same time spot for 帅哥 as well .hehe! ) The line dance performance really made us laughed like mad throughout luh! The music ( the song was womanizer btw! ) just dont go along with the dance steps at all ! Eventually we imitated their dance steps right infront of them somemore. Shucks..luckily there wasn't any familar faces,if not really no image + &lt;em&gt;"xia suay"&lt;/em&gt; (embarrassed ) to the max. lol! Then off to smoking area before we head home. Bah..time spent is so short. More to come babey! =D xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the strong wind to stop earlier on ( it's giving me the creep if i sleep now ) ,this friend of mine was always disturbing me all the time. He is always giving me solution whenever i've problems .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem 1 : China girls more &lt;em&gt;chio ( prettier ) &lt;/em&gt;than me&lt;br /&gt;Solution : Put more make-up if i wants to outshine them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem 2 : Got breakouts on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Solution : Put more make-up to cover up,so see liao wont be sian .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, the solution to all my problems is to put more make-up afterall. -.-'' You see la, sickening not! So what's next? lol! If no boyfriend, also must put more make-up huh? aiyoooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, i'm off to bed! Nightsssss! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s : visss, we love foreign bodies guys,dont we? =P&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/12720358-1051111524735674414?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1051111524735674414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1051111524735674414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1051111524735674414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1051111524735674414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1051111524735674414' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1572335790958120090</id><published>2009-04-21T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:46:06.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather is bloody hot these days. I can stepped out of the house and start to perspire within 10 minutes alrights! It's effing maddening when i've to worry if my eyeliner/mascara smudges all the time. Air-con places are like &lt;em&gt;heaven&lt;/em&gt; in times like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SeyhCMpB_sI/AAAAAAAABcQ/XTD56SROXio/s1600-h/Photo0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326809518397587138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SeyhCMpB_sI/AAAAAAAABcQ/XTD56SROXio/s200/Photo0719.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fringe was real shitty and shapeless after it has grown longer. Now i'm back to &lt;em&gt;geeky potato&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;bangs&lt;/em&gt; again..My potato bangs is making look so geeky instead of cute lor! Now i'm missing my &lt;em&gt;neither-here-nor-there&lt;/em&gt; long fringe. haha! On a light note, my sucky phone seriously sucks, the flash is so strong ( it's that strong enough to make me blind/super ghostly looking btw. ) ,to the extent my face looks like i've slap on 10 pounds of highlighting powder. So end up? My face looks like i've 20 pounds of powder on my face. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work at PS spelled B-O-R-I-N-G ! Gah..cuz i've no friends at all..until Amanda who came on sunday! Misssss her many many cuz i haven't been seeing her for months! Gosh! Had alot of catching up during worktime and breaktime, and we gossiped/catch-up until we lost track of time. (overshot the time during break! ) . Shall we meet up again in future? =) I missss Shernice toooo!  She is so busy working at pub all the time. =( &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;Anyway,I'm meeting my girly after school tomorrow!  lovelove! =D How should i spent the 2 hours while waiting for her ? hmm....  &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/12720358-1572335790958120090?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1572335790958120090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1572335790958120090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1572335790958120090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1572335790958120090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1572335790958120090' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SeyhCMpB_sI/AAAAAAAABcQ/XTD56SROXio/s72-c/Photo0719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3694114867832081774</id><published>2009-04-17T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:45:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shucks..overslept today,and thus late for work. Yea..too much of webcaming till overshot my sleeping time. The 2 of us were super crazy to webcam for 2 hours straight, till &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt; went off for his very late dinner ( at the timing of 2.30am,crazyyy! ) then joined his friends to watch soccer match. His sleeping habit is worse than me lor! Think he only wakes up in the evening.Gosh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His poor little finger is really 可怜啊! It was really wrapped by like a "ba zhang" ! haha! I kept LOL-ing at his oversized little finger. Ya, i sounded very bad.hehe! I want webcam again sooooon! Best is.. meet up again alrightyy? I will bully you again like what i did to you during the choir days.hehe! I know he misses it.LOL! Shucksss...i think i sounded very 变态 alreadyyy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrightsssss.. i'm off to head to my comfy bed or else i'll overslept again! Nights lovelies! xoxo ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3694114867832081774?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3694114867832081774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3694114867832081774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3694114867832081774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3694114867832081774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3694114867832081774' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-4743903853510817272</id><published>2009-04-15T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:52:37.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poor Raymond..please take care of your little finger after the surgery alrighty? Although i can imagine how funny it is with your finger being wrapped up like &lt;em&gt;"ba zhang"&lt;/em&gt;. lol! On a bright side, he is on MC until he ORD on 12 May! haha! No wonder this silly boy is so happy when he mentioned he has a surgery today! Aiyoooo! Make me worried like mad when he didnt mentioned whether it's a major/minor one. =/ He is complaining that even though we only live 1 street away, but we never get to bump into each other at all. No fate lor! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tmr at town. Like finally lor! For once i dont have to entertained MIC's nonsense.LOL! And..my migraine is killing me.Best thing? No more pills from the doctor! Bah..and R kept asking me turn in for the night. I confirm cant sleep at this time one.Time check- 12.02am . My body clock is so used to 3-4am already.Shucks,i guess i need to adjust back to my normal sleeping hours,or else once school kickstart,i'll be a walking panda.hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to catch up with my friends in msn before i head to bed. =D And webcaming with Raymond! haha! Cant believe that he prefers me without make-up on.Crazyyyyyyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-4743903853510817272?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4743903853510817272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=4743903853510817272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4743903853510817272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4743903853510817272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#4743903853510817272' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8230050647560838186</id><published>2009-04-14T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:27:55.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.. i didnt know engineering school has so many intakes of china and malaysian students this year? My poor girly is so stuck in her class with china girls ( yes,all are china ones except my poor girly ) . *hugz* Hope the appeal for the change of class will be a successful one ok? I'm praying hard for you too! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is not going smoothly for me too! The clothes that i've ordered 1 month back is out of stock! Grrr...the spree organiser took her own sweet time to inform me after 1 good month. 赢了咯! Then...ordered the lace tube from "&lt;em&gt;agneselle.livejournal"&lt;/em&gt; 2 hours back.And guess what? I'm at the backorder list lor although i commented for it after 4 minutes right after their launch. Sickening. Blamed my short fingers for not being faster than the remaining girls.lol! It's losing the excitement when i've to wait for another 3 weeks for the items to arrive.Bah! Shall i go ahead with my order? It's quite pretty..and i've been waiting for them to launch it since Feb! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SeS7tjiwZ9I/AAAAAAAABbw/1f3oXwYzCMM/s1600-h/lace+tube.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324587050768295890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SeS7tjiwZ9I/AAAAAAAABbw/1f3oXwYzCMM/s200/lace+tube.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ibanking is down anyway,so i can decide again when i wake up tomorrow morning.lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And xuexun is agitating me all the time.He told me that jiawei baby's class girls ( those china girls..and my girly as well ) are way prettier than me. And guess what? He has even come up with a solution for me if i want to win those china girls ok. lol. He mentioned that all i've to do is to put more make-up to beautify myself. I was LOL-ing when he typed it out lor. hahaha! Speaking of their orientation, it reminds me that school will reopen on Monday lor. Bah..i'm still so in my holiday mood. On a light note, it doesn't really excites me to go back to school since jiawei mentioned that there is literally very little handsome guys.Maybe say, a percentage of 10 only? Aiyooooo...i just couldn't imagine our school will be flooded with china peeps . 天 阿！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrighty...i guess i need to head to bed soon.But my stomach still feels bloated although i had buffet at Sakura this afternoon.( i even skipped dinner lor ) Why is that so? Hmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-8230050647560838186?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8230050647560838186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8230050647560838186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8230050647560838186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8230050647560838186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8230050647560838186' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SeS7tjiwZ9I/AAAAAAAABbw/1f3oXwYzCMM/s72-c/lace+tube.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1222442969391519096</id><published>2009-04-12T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:30:09.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work at Chinatown is always cranky yet funny at the same time. 3 seconds of entertainment .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siao uncle : *walk towards me* xiao mei,am i handsome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : errrr.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siao uncle : I'm the most handsome man in Chinatown liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me : Oh ok....*trying hard not to laugh out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is indeed 老handsome la, but i cant possibly say he is handsome right? Later he follows me home how? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the usual slacking with the usual clique during work. Kelvin has his haircut ( like finally! ) ! He looks so much better than before to the extent i almost cannot recognized him lor. And this sickening boy refused to intro his handsome new colleague to me. 讨厌. He wants to witness me stealing glances at his colleague until i&lt;em&gt; "long pia"&lt;/em&gt; ( bang into the wall ) . Effing 变态！lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost done with my update...and Weiliang has yet to get back to me! Aiyoooo! But..it's really nice of him to help me do the neccessary updates for my laptop lor.Nice friend eh! =D  For the time being..i shall wait and wait and wait..... *yawn!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1222442969391519096?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1222442969391519096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1222442969391519096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1222442969391519096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1222442969391519096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1222442969391519096' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-6099540472263392742</id><published>2009-04-09T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:56:00.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PMS is really making me cranky these days.Sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work at Metro Woodlands was FAB! I really missss all my lovely colleagues over there babey. But, what i saw was all the unfamiliar faces. =/ Then....had lunch with yennie and sharon (new-made colleague ).Had some girly chats over lunch.Chill yennie, just give your new boy sometime alrighty? =) Just my luck, i had &lt;em&gt;runs&lt;/em&gt; right after my lunch. Grrr! I'm not heading back to Cavana in future for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Backtrack a lil'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks back, went over to imm with mommy since i hasn't been there for 1 year plus. To think we could walked around for hours in a small and boring shopping mall.lol. In fact the time spent most was at Daiso! (where all the cheap bargains can be found . ) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are my only purchases after walking round and round at Daiso for 1 hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 acrylic containers ( to put my cosmetics ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- 2 bottles of make-up cleanser for sponges ( * this is really good! it can remove all traces of dirt on the make-up sponges!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best buy! ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- 1 tube of nose pack ( it's worth trying since it's only $2. At least i wont feel heartpain/guilty if i dont want to use it anymore. lol ) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Anyway,it's really 一分钱一分货, useless product.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SdcAlJFwpkI/AAAAAAAABaA/tWU2KWb-Zkk/s1600-h/Photo0705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320722122856769090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SdcAlJFwpkI/AAAAAAAABaA/tWU2KWb-Zkk/s200/Photo0705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SdcAllA163I/AAAAAAAABaI/nBqxw2SfeaQ/s1600-h/Photo0709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320722130352335730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SdcAllA163I/AAAAAAAABaI/nBqxw2SfeaQ/s200/Photo0709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transparent acrylic container looks boriinnnng! Thus I stick the leopard prints sticker to decorate it. Preeeeeeeeettyyy! ♥ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrighty.short update for the week. I'm heading back to my usual online shows again! Till then the next update! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-6099540472263392742?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6099540472263392742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=6099540472263392742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6099540472263392742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6099540472263392742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#6099540472263392742' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SdcAlJFwpkI/AAAAAAAABaA/tWU2KWb-Zkk/s72-c/Photo0705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5056202718257594816</id><published>2009-04-07T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:26:23.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that what friends are for? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i get the real meaning of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"time change people" .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5056202718257594816?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5056202718257594816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5056202718257594816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5056202718257594816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5056202718257594816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5056202718257594816' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8984769997821803120</id><published>2009-04-03T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:51:13.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So that's the end of my 1 week stay at Centerpoint.I do have a love/hate relationship at Centerpoint. &lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;- i can sit at the chair staring into spaces throughout the day. &lt;strong&gt;Hate&lt;/strong&gt; - i f-ing hate that cashier cuz she simply loves poking into everyones' business. Can you imagine she expects me to report my movements by writing the time whenever i leave my counter? Pure madness ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;KPO cashier : loreal...go and write your time-in at the cashier&lt;br /&gt;Me: what's that? *busy replenishing stocks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;KPO cashier : you've to let us know your movements whenever you leave your counter.Even if you're going to the toilet,you've to write it down also&lt;br /&gt;Me : *dont bother to listen*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;KPO cashier : *stomp angrily towards my counter and slam the clipboard at my counter* LOREAL! (she kept calling me "loreal" all the time.funny la!) I TOLD YOU TO WRITE DOWN YOUR TIME-IN AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T WRITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : I dont see the need to write it down.FYI,i'm working for my company,not yours,so i dont see the need to report everything to you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;KPO cashier : *walks away and complained to the remaining promoters about my behaviour*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i just write down since i dont bother to argue with her any further. Minutes passed,another promoter walked over to me and take the clipboard&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promoter A : girl,why you never return back this clipboard?Cashier auntie is very angry with you lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : Why should i return it back to her? Since she throws it at my counter to me,she jolly well just come back and claim it back herself.I wont bother to entertain her craps ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kpo cashier auntie is really crap.I dont understand why everyone is so afraid of her when she is just a &lt;em&gt;small fry&lt;/em&gt;. Sorry,i wont entertained such craps ok.Plus,i'm pretty stubborn-minded kind.So the more you force me to do something,the more i'm unwilling to do it.lol. Of course,as much as i hate going over to make peace with her, i still went over and have told her my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : Do you know that your attitude simply just sucks? If you want people to respect you,you jolly well have to learn how to respect people first! And pls,stop bossing people around as though you're some big shot,cuz you're not.So for goodness sake,just shut up and do your job-cashiering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear she turned into a timid mousey after i've confronted her.lol. I know i sounded mean,but 谁叫她皮痒来找我麻烦。 For the past few days when i was working there,she dont even dare to look at me lor. The aunties were pretty surprised to hear/know that this kns cashier auntie is so afraid of me.lol! I think partly is because i looked very fierce when i dont smile at all. That's why. Aiya,it's not the first time i'm hearing that i look very unapproachable anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah..weather has been humid recently.As much as i hate sweating out under the sun,i would still drag myself out cuz i hate staying at home. lol! Alternatively,i guess i could locked myself in my room and shop online! 一举两得! 1.no need squeeze with the crowd. 2.cheap cheap deals shopping online! Next.. i'm contemplating to get Babyliss curling tongs that is highly raved/used by Ricebunny - one of my favourite beauty reads ( &lt;a href="http://ricebunny.xanga.com/"&gt;http://ricebunny.xanga.com/&lt;/a&gt; ) Hmm...shall i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,i shall continue to watch my korean show. They are such a cutie and hotieeeee! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-8984769997821803120?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8984769997821803120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8984769997821803120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8984769997821803120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8984769997821803120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8984769997821803120' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1296756367958229301</id><published>2009-03-31T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:21:42.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's really nice to receive a text from xuexun saying that he will joining me at nyp when school kickstart. Gooooood! Plus,he is in the same course as jiawei aka visss baby.i'm wondering if they would end up in the same class not.lol! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm off to watch 花样男子 again, it's so addictiveee! Thanks cousin for the recommendation of the show. =D I'm drooling at the cute cute guys each time i'm watching it babey. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1296756367958229301?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1296756367958229301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1296756367958229301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1296756367958229301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1296756367958229301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1296756367958229301' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-4213779807104859815</id><published>2009-03-29T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:30:05.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It spelled S-T-R-E-S-S whenever i'm working at Centrepoint. Cuz i kena complained almost every single day! So..what's new again? 2 days back..I got complained just because i cant read japanese words stated in some random products. So you see...i wasn't wrong in saying that the taitais' are really free to go round creating troubles for us. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sc5Gbunzf7I/AAAAAAAABZw/k14bDMJK8pk/s1600-h/lotion02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sc5GgoZdJJI/AAAAAAAABZ4/kUn-yiEWKGs/s1600-h/lotion02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318265736385078418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sc5GgoZdJJI/AAAAAAAABZ4/kUn-yiEWKGs/s200/lotion02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a light note.. i loveee Lucido-L hair styling spray! Remember i've to &lt;s&gt;backcomb&lt;/s&gt; style my hair into sleek and neat pony tail? I just love it after using it,cuz it kept my hair smooth and supple yet there is no hard set at all. Great reccommendation from Audre baby. =D &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: you look awesome with your perm! It's tempting alrighty. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, a short update for the week.Time to hit the sack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend R.. I know we're drifting apart after some issues had occured months back, and it's back to square one again. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know i'm partly at fault for saying things that may sounds hurtful, but i'm saying that cuz i care for you alrighty. Another issue, please dont blame yourself any further ok , or else i'll feel very 内疚 you know. =( &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/12720358-4213779807104859815?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4213779807104859815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=4213779807104859815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4213779807104859815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4213779807104859815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#4213779807104859815' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/Sc5GgoZdJJI/AAAAAAAABZ4/kUn-yiEWKGs/s72-c/lotion02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-9223172069046875547</id><published>2009-03-23T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:47:59.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been working almost everyday,thus the lack of updates. I'm leading a very monotonous life,cuz i've little leisure time these days.Time were always spent on working,then chill with friends after work for a short while,then home! I just KO-ed on bed the moment i've finished my bath. Imagine how shagged i'm now, but i just dont seemed to lose weight even though i had 1 meal/day. Why huh? lol! Unfair la,vissss lost 5 kg when she was stressing her O levels last night. I always feel so fat standing beside her lor ( she is 39kg btw ) . Is there such thing called fats transfer? lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is hectic.The maddening sales alone is enough to make me mad.I know i shouldn't be complaining at all,without these consumers purchases,i wont be earning my commission at all.Like Peggy mentioned all the time " customers are our 财神爷,we cannot afford to offend them" . Imagine i've to speak to those MIC ( made in china ) in a polite manner despite that they are being very unreasonable and rude.Yet at the same time,we're whining about them at their back after they've left us.At this rate, i think i'll have 精神分裂症 sooner or later. =( I'm so mentally tired of those MIC's nonsense lor. That's not all babey. I'm very irritated by those indians as well.Shucks,if i carry on with all my rantings,many might think that i'm racist. In fact i'm not alright. =) I do meet a fair bit of nice indians/malay customers at times too. =) They really do make my day. =) I really miss working at Robinson,cuz the usual customers are really nice to interact with! Plus......my newly-found eyecandy is there as well.hehe! =P Even my counter manager caught me stealing glances at eyecandy lor.lol! She even went like &lt;em&gt;" xiaoyun,stop stealing glances at that Clinique guy huh! "&lt;/em&gt; . Aiyer...make me feel so embarrassed at that moment. But he's really cute la,that's why i couldnt stop 瞄-ing at him. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 1 week,i was at Chinatown (again!). It's good to see the good ol' slacking kakis again! =D The downside of it? Get irritated by MIC and feel disgusted by those tiko uncles. In addition,i hate some staffs at OG too! They are just being too nosey at times,cant they just mind their own business? On the other hand,it's pretty funny to hear from customers/other promoters that i dont look like a chinese at all.Because many of them thought that i'm a malay/indo chinese. Aiyo, how to make myself to look more like 华人 ah? Slap myself with foundation that is 10 shades lighter than my skintone?Hmm..i couldn't imagine people start commenting that i look like 印度人 instead of 马来人 in future. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week,i'll be at centrepoint. That place is a living hell. So..within 1 hour at work,i kena 2 complaints from customers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) &lt;em&gt;taitai complained that i wasn't helpful when it comes to recommending products from other brands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of view : If i wasn't helpful, i wouldn't even bother to serve you when you called out to me.agree? She expects me to find the missing tester cuz she wanted to test it.But,the main issue is...i just couldnt find the tester despite searching high and low! She just screamed at me when i'm of no help. Madness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;taitai complained that i dont understand simple english.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My point of view: Wtf..she's the one who dont understand simple english lor.I believe the instructions given by me were pretty clear and simple..yet... =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taitai : hey there,i want to redeem my reward gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me : yea..no problem,can you show me the sms you've received? Cuz i need the reference number so that i'm able to check what gift you're eligible to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taitai : isn't all the gifts standardised? Just give it to me now..i'm in a rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me : yea..all the gifts are standardised,but,i still need to check what gift you're eligible to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taitai : i just want to redeem my gift and you're telling all this.you dont understand simple english is it? i'm going to go and lodge a complaint now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who's in the wrong man? She's the one who dont understand simple sentence structure lor. It's shocking to hear things that are totally different when the managers came to me. She just twisted her words and blabbered things that are not true. What's is wrong with these taitais' huh? Too free already is it? Kept going around to create troubles for the poor promoters. Madness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another issue that has been bothering me all along. Of all the departmental stores i've been to,i was told by the management to help the customers if they need any help all the time. The thing is...what happens if we gave the wrong information? Who's the one who is going to take the blame? Another thing,i'm hired and paid by my company to promote things from our brands, and not to the extent i &lt;em&gt;"bao ka liao"&lt;/em&gt; lor! I mean..if it's within my means,i will help out too.But if unsure leh..who should i refer to when there is no signs of the promoters. It's damn sucky to get scream by those f-ing taitais all the time alright. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some 大老板 will be heading down to all beauty counters tomorrow to give us some tests regarding our customers service.I think i confirm fail one la,since i kena complained until so "&lt;em&gt;jialat" &lt;/em&gt;today though i wasn't at fault at all. =/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nighty nights ! ♥ I'm off to watch American Next Top Model Season 12 online for now. Tyra is really hottttt! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s : sorry visss..i'll make it up to you someday alrighty? =( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-9223172069046875547?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/9223172069046875547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=9223172069046875547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9223172069046875547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/9223172069046875547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#9223172069046875547' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1919343199859227374</id><published>2009-03-18T00:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:42:13.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh babey, i think i'm seriously slow in knowing the result day. I didnt know until zhaojie text me..then khairul texted me shortly to inform me about the result thing as well. ( fyi,he is in NP yet he knows today is NYP's result day. ) Gosh, i think i'm ignorant of whatever that is happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, thanks god that i passed my modules this semester. Phew! I had been having bad dreams these days,it's that bad to the extent i broke down into tears when i was having some usual chats with jvis. And the next thing i knew from friends, it's the result day babey. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea,i'm glad that all these are over for the time being.For now,time to chill and relax for a while before the new term starts. =) I'm still contemplating whether to go visss baby's birthday celebration at Zouk later on.It seems bad if i didnt turn up,cuz visss is my bestbestbest gf.On the other hand,i'm working in the morning so i'm not sure if i could get up not. Should i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, happy 19 birthday visss baby! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1919343199859227374?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1919343199859227374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1919343199859227374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1919343199859227374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1919343199859227374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1919343199859227374' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-504682663122062663</id><published>2009-03-08T01:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:44:46.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a short update on Louanne's birthday party which was held last weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPexgfY9sI/AAAAAAAABZA/6mLOwALwf_s/s1600-h/Photo0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310833327716497090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPexgfY9sI/AAAAAAAABZA/6mLOwALwf_s/s200/Photo0650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPe-WtetDI/AAAAAAAABZQ/CQnqFtjBLME/s1600-h/Photo0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310833548429538354" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPe-WtetDI/AAAAAAAABZQ/CQnqFtjBLME/s200/Photo0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Happy Family~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's abit 夸张 la, it's only Louanne's 1st birthday party,and Linnette still go to the extent to engage a photographer.aiyooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPhpolaA_I/AAAAAAAABZY/3pTDux9u_kI/s1600-h/Photo0642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310836490985145330" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPhpolaA_I/AAAAAAAABZY/3pTDux9u_kI/s200/Photo0642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPjjdnssUI/AAAAAAAABZg/erRsPaCwwwI/s1600-h/Photo0636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310838583986008386" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPjjdnssUI/AAAAAAAABZg/erRsPaCwwwI/s200/Photo0636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mass 自恋 in the toilet since nobody is in the toilet.haha! I like the fact that i looked so tiny in the second picture,cuz i'm not in real life. =( Oh yea, Mom forbids me to wear heels that day cuz she knows that there will be photos taken.And i'll look 1 and a half head taller than her with it.haha! At times,i would imagine myself standing at the height of my mom ( she is 146cm btw ) , i think i will sure look very funny one lor. haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;Bumped into Spencer when i was about to leave earlier on.Ahh...didnt know he is stationed at Robinsons today as well..if not i could lunched with him lor. It's boringgg to lunch alone anyway. =( My colleagues dont seemed friendly,everyone seems to be bitching about one another behind everyones' back.They appear to be nice infront of the rest,but they bitched behind their back like hell! Yucks,you know that kind of terrible feelings..it's very sucky alright! What to do, we're in the this beauty line,such bitching cant really be avoided though. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then....sinned at MAC to grab the blusher from Grand Duo Collection.Sheeessh,visss is restricting me to get only&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt; blusher from this collection.So,i'm having a hard time to choose ok,since all 6 of them are so lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbP3HCxeIhI/AAAAAAAABZo/iGKWdmPnJxs/s1600-h/Grand_Duo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310860085975458322" style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbP3HCxeIhI/AAAAAAAABZo/iGKWdmPnJxs/s200/Grand_Duo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And..ta-dah Grand Duo is my choice after much consideration.Plus,Tangs is closing at an amazing time of 8.30pm.We've to rush abit lor.Sickening. MAC is really making me broke if they continue to launch a few more nice collections.But..i'm safe for now,cuz nothing caught my eyes for the next few collections.haha!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a light note,my breakouts are really making me depressed ok.No amount of intensive masking/pimple cream etc works for me.I surrender already la,shall leave it to the beautician to solve my problems.So mom is right about me, i spent all my money on my face.haha!So &lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; or rather later on shall be my pampering day. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm turning in for the night for now,this is really a random entry with all sorts of random things.Nighty nights! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-504682663122062663?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/504682663122062663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=504682663122062663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/504682663122062663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/504682663122062663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#504682663122062663' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SbPexgfY9sI/AAAAAAAABZA/6mLOwALwf_s/s72-c/Photo0650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-6052796601830445269</id><published>2009-03-07T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:30:01.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh babey...so i'm like back to work again! Yes,i'm still with the same old company.It's a long story...so i wouldn't want to spend time typing it out. =) Sigh..why is it that the company's management is getting so complicated? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Work:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work alone has eaten up like 3/4 of my time, the remaining time spent was on my beauty sleep. Not to forget,the usual hang outs with Khairul chilling near my neighbourhood.Sorry dude,i'm always seen staring into spaces whenever you are speaking,cuz i'm too tired to listen. =/ Sorrry! =( And one of the nights after work,Audre and yennie came down to meet me at Rafffle City for la-kopi session. That's nice of you girlies. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within these few days,my CM ( counter manager ) has been chanting into my ears daily since the day i've stepped into her counter..At times i really find that she is abit naggy lor.Opps! She nagged on my hair ,make-up and fake lashes every single day when she sees me. Ok lor,to make her happy,i shall tie my hair until i look like a SQ girl ( which we are suppose to do so in the first place ) with 10 pounds of powder on my face from now on. Fwah..with that amount of powder on my face,i'll sure have even more breakouts lor. =( Furthermore,my skin is in a terrible state now.Sigh! On a light note, it's terribly tiring to be on my feet for the whole day,with my 4 inch heels. That's the consequences of being 爱美 (vain) lor .haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's aside... did i mention how much i love working at Raffles City? These are the following reasons :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the male beauty advisors are all HOT! I likeee! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. there is donut factory there,thus i could get my all-time-favourite double chocolate anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. alot of chocolate shops! i likeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea,speaking of chocolates,i've been buying them almost everyday during my break time. (I just bought another 3 boxes earlier on! =X ) Gah, i've sweet tooth since young,so cant be blamed uh! It's effing irritating when i want to shed off those fats off and yet at the same time i'm eating all the junk food. Sheessh...i just remembered that i've another 2 bars of chocolates in my fridge!Ahh..i guess i've to dump it to my brother to clear it for me,since he is so skinny despite all the junk food he's eaten. Life is unfair!Cuz brother is skinny,and i'm fat. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shopping :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..my shopping list is getting longer babey..i dont know it's a good/bad sign for me. Good - cuz it will satisfy my wants. Bad - cuz it will make me burn a hole in my pockets. haha! So let's see how much will i spend for the next skincare shopping trip with vissss baby. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,time to hit the sack,or else i wont be able to get up tomorrow! Nights! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-6052796601830445269?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6052796601830445269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=6052796601830445269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6052796601830445269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/6052796601830445269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#6052796601830445269' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-4171142768540074381</id><published>2009-03-03T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:31:39.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter how busy/absent-minded  i'm, i would never forget this special day..I know i may sound very silly,but still.. i would want to give my best wishes to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy 20th birthday . =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-4171142768540074381?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4171142768540074381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=4171142768540074381&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4171142768540074381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/4171142768540074381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#4171142768540074381' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2729346497788367534</id><published>2009-02-27T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:00:51.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just received the mailer from MAC.Uh..MAC latest "Hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MaoMao&lt;/span&gt;" collection is so adorable. The colours for this collection is not appealing to me at all,except for the cute packaging. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SaZrarKVlXI/AAAAAAAABXw/XP_XHbsHAz8/s1600-h/estee-mac-hellokitty-770x838-90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307047316909561202" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SaZrarKVlXI/AAAAAAAABXw/XP_XHbsHAz8/s320/estee-mac-hellokitty-770x838-90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming next,will be the Grand Duo Collection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SaZra8BH_9I/AAAAAAAABX4/417BdGxLQJE/s1600-h/macpreview002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307047321434324946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SaZra8BH_9I/AAAAAAAABX4/417BdGxLQJE/s320/macpreview002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall save the money and get the blusher from Grand Duo Collection instead.It's looks so nice! ♥ ♥ Very tempted to buy even though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; aware that i wont be using it even if i buy it.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,these are just temptations la..i wouldn't mind if anyone of you is going to get it for me. (which is impossible la,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jvis&lt;/span&gt; is bugging me to join her to work at IT show..which is er.. mission impossible for my case.Because...i know nuts about laptop stuffs.Yea,go ahead and laugh at me..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IT student&lt;/span&gt; know nuts about IT stuff. I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; imagine the outcome if some random customers pop some questions about IT stuff and i cant even answer it.So.......it will be better if i drop the idea to work at IT show. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jvis&lt;/span&gt;....we are equally IT idiot,are you sure you are able to handle it?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; feeling so sick these days.I'm having migraine and giddy spells these days,to the extent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; on popping pills daily.Shucks,after prolong usage of the medication,it seems to be losing it effect on me though. =/ Sigh,i guess i need to visit my regular doctor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all lovelies,shall blog again when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; feeling better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-2729346497788367534?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2729346497788367534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2729346497788367534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2729346497788367534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2729346497788367534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2729346497788367534' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SaZrarKVlXI/AAAAAAAABXw/XP_XHbsHAz8/s72-c/estee-mac-hellokitty-770x838-90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-193606914039107827</id><published>2009-02-24T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:21:36.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh..my irritating chee-na neighbour ( who lives 1 storey below me ) is blasting all sorts of technos and chee-na songs. It's effing irritating ok cuz I cant even watch my shows with peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i'm pretty bored and my itchy fingers are itching for those online shopping.And..this is what i see for my daily astrology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leo Overview:&lt;br /&gt;"Keep your wallet tucked safely away today -- you need to avoid spending as much as you can, especially on joint purchases. Put them off for a while or say no, because you've got to hang on to your money. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is so true babey,cuz i've been spending quite a fair bit these days. Uh..looks like i got to put off the idea of getting my VS stuffs already. =( On a light side,now that i'm jobless + recession , i shouldn't be spending like how i used to be. Sigh,am i born to be a spendthrift? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,Linnette has invited my family to Louanne's 1st brithday party at her condo next weekend. Very nice of her to send me a short ppt slides of Louanne's pictures in it. Kids these days are so 幸福 lor..they even have their own photoshoots at young age. I dont even have such privileges when i was young lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0PtOSL6XI/AAAAAAAABXI/SthhfbbgOBQ/s1600-h/fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304413205715216754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0PtOSL6XI/AAAAAAAABXI/SthhfbbgOBQ/s200/fairy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0Ps8MESaI/AAAAAAAABW4/dErg0m1_HcA/s1600-h/baker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304413200857713058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0Ps8MESaI/AAAAAAAABW4/dErg0m1_HcA/s200/baker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0P5L8D9BI/AAAAAAAABXY/DnSgGpOOXLg/s1600-h/strawberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304413411243979794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0P5L8D9BI/AAAAAAAABXY/DnSgGpOOXLg/s200/strawberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0PtK0rIJI/AAAAAAAABXA/r7bAxrACwdE/s1600-h/bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304413204786126994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0PtK0rIJI/AAAAAAAABXA/r7bAxrACwdE/s200/bath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i think i will be falling sick very soon man.My throat is feeling uncomfortable and dry these days.Why am i getting sore throat all the time despite the fact that i drink lots of water daily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,I'm off to continue my online shopping and online shows again,since the guys are so engross in their gaming world..and are too busy to entertain me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nighty Nights ! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-193606914039107827?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/193606914039107827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=193606914039107827&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/193606914039107827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/193606914039107827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#193606914039107827' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZ0PtOSL6XI/AAAAAAAABXI/SthhfbbgOBQ/s72-c/fairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5170794769354912045</id><published>2009-02-22T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:26:42.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick one before i'm heading back to my notes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just being random,i'm very hungry now..which explains why all the revisions that i've revise earlier on couldn't register into my &lt;em&gt;pea&lt;/em&gt; brain. I guess i need to search for some food at home to satisfy my hunger now. =/ Ahh..i got a craving for pizza now.Eek,i know it's very sinful if i eat such junk food at this time.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a light note,my VS tote and wristlet has arrived! =D And it's making me excited cuz i cant wait to collect from the spree organiser.I wouldnt want to be mailed to my house,or else my dad will be nagging at me although he loves signing and collecting my packages from Mr Postman.His theory of shopping is very ridiculous one anyway.Check out our conversation below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad : What are all these? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : My shopping stuffs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad : &lt;strong&gt;CNY is already over,why are u still shopping for your stuffs? &lt;/strong&gt;(isn't it ridiculous?meaning to say,i can only shop during cny season only? )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : Because all these are cheap, if i never buy them,我会觉得对不起自己。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad : *speechless*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now,lovelies.I'm really bad at multitasking,cuz i cant seemed to be able to type and talk on the phone at the same time now.And Jvis is nagging into my ears and kept commenting that i'm a bad multitasker.Indeed,i admit i'm. =(  Anyway,nights lovelies! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5170794769354912045?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5170794769354912045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5170794769354912045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5170794769354912045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5170794769354912045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5170794769354912045' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-678840961108755524</id><published>2009-02-16T22:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:41:50.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a long long msn chat with my cousin few days back,i would say he is my closest one who i can confide to/share secrets with. =D He is the "crab" while i'm the "lobster"! lol! To think we could talked and crapped for 3 hours straight! And at the amazing time of 3.30am,he is still reluctant to sleep.赢了咯! I think all the night shift during his NS days has made him an night owl now. Now,he is totally free from police life..cuz he has finally ORD!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam fever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZPrXRf0x6I/AAAAAAAABVw/WOiQ0FaOBfQ/s1600-h/Photo0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301839971411609506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZPrXRf0x6I/AAAAAAAABVw/WOiQ0FaOBfQ/s200/Photo0575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back when i was mugging in the library alone.Eventually,i doze off while i was revising my work.Cant be blamed,i slept at an amazing time of 3.30am that day.Thankfully i brought along my ipod and it kept me occupied throughout the morning.Bah,'m such a sleepyhead.lol!Anyway,there wasn't even a single soul early in the morning! Therefore,i could blasttt my ipod! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Friday,went back to school for revision with Ben and Zhaojie.Half of the time ( in the afternoon ),i was staring at my note for a good ___ mins.However,nothing seems to register into my brain.haha! Perhaps,i could only study early in the morning and night time only.Then best friend,Khairul called me just to listen to my whines knowing that i need to rant out after all the revision.lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard a bad news from Jvis.. i'm pretty pissed off lor.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I've been with them for 2 years and rejected better job offers just to stay put in ****** .Yet they are doing this silently to all the part-timers.Sickening freaks.Cant they even have the courtesy to inform us?Rather than retrench-ing us silently.I'm just unhappy with the upper management of how they handle this issue lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be frank,i've learnt alot from the full-timers throughout these 2 years.I started out when i was 17,with zero working experience,limited skincare and make-up knowledge only.Throughout these 2 years,i've learn alot from the full-timers,be it the sales tactics/knowledge etc.Nevertheless,i'm still pretty thankful to them though.Well,i like to meet people from all walks of life,so perhaps a switch of company may allow me to meet different groups of people.I guess it's time for me to move on to another company with better benefits ( i hope! ) . =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,1 paper down! 2 more to go babey! I guess i need to head back to my books again..=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-678840961108755524?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/678840961108755524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=678840961108755524&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/678840961108755524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/678840961108755524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#678840961108755524' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZPrXRf0x6I/AAAAAAAABVw/WOiQ0FaOBfQ/s72-c/Photo0575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-7433144437748104854</id><published>2009-02-14T11:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:22:01.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Edited://&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZZwTg8UC-I/AAAAAAAABWQ/CMyaU_g6PJE/s1600-h/1_998120605l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy today,cuz 我的亲爱的 Jvis lin jiawei will be joining me in NYP this april!! =D I'm really happy for u my dear girl. =) So,no excuses for us not to meet up already huh! If time allows,have lunch during breaktime,spot for hunks in school,go cranky with our classic acts, then follow by...shoppingggg!Omg,i'm so looking forward to see u in school this april! =D It's gonna be fun! =P Party hard tonight ok?Enjoy!! We shall party hard right after my exams have ended. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise all my drafts are piling up, guess i need to clear some drafts and post up soon. =) Whereas for the rest..i'm still keeping it as draft. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all days,why must we have exams this week?Cuz I'm missing out all the FUN lor! It's a sacrifice lor. =( I'm pushing away 2 dates already.First was clubbing with Jvis,audre and friends. Second was with khairul and his group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,after exam i'll have plentiful of time babey.I shall touch on that for the next entry.Grr!Since i'll be very free after exams,i've thought of picking up some skills.Like....dancing?I'm not sure if i'm too old for it,cuz i believe my bones are very stiff now.lol! I wont consider singing,since i cant sing for nuts,cuz i'll 走音 very easily. ( ironically,i was still from choir in sec sch days ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And..I shopped Victoria Secret to relieve some stress.All the bags are dirt cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZZlXVrHH9I/AAAAAAAABV4/tkq1uF9Nqv8/s1600-h/V276895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302537062904700882" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZZlXVrHH9I/AAAAAAAABV4/tkq1uF9Nqv8/s200/V276895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZZlokG8XaI/AAAAAAAABWI/ZfNr36aW1Cg/s1600-h/V280185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302537358837308834" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZZlokG8XaI/AAAAAAAABWI/ZfNr36aW1Cg/s200/V280185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above tote is USD4.99 only! And the wristlet is only USD2.99 too! I cant wait for my stuff to arrive too! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all lovelies.Shall edit/consolidate my drafts etc and post up when i'm freee... =)&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/12720358-7433144437748104854?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7433144437748104854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=7433144437748104854&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7433144437748104854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/7433144437748104854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#7433144437748104854' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SZZlXVrHH9I/AAAAAAAABV4/tkq1uF9Nqv8/s72-c/V276895.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8603393227443087885</id><published>2009-02-11T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:52:43.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not a &lt;em&gt;"TV person"&lt;/em&gt; at all, so you wont caught me gluing myself in front of the tv most of the time.Unless some specific shows caught my attention or it's meaningful ones. So today,I was glued in front of the tv watching a variety show that touches on relationship problems.I would say it's quite useful to people who are facing some hiccups in their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one,i would agree to the fact that certain guys give false hope to girls all the time.Especially to those who have 暧昧关系. Let say one day if the girl pop the question and the guy deny that he has feelings for her? It'll be very depressing ok. =( Guys should make a clear stand when it comes to this,cuz all your actions/words could be very misleading to the girls ok. Cuz we can't possibly guess what the guys are thinking of alright,cuz girls hate playing &lt;em&gt;"guessing game" . =(&lt;/em&gt; To add on,暗恋的滋味是很痛苦的咯! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Lastly,i feel that there is nothing wrong for girls to confess. (some guys are shy in nature lor,of course the girls have to make the first move!If he is a good catch,of cuz have to 上啦! 哈哈!)因为 现在男女都是平等的啊! Of course,girl shouldn't be too extreme going after the guy though,cuz it'll be quite a turn-off to guys. In return,it might give them an impression that girls are &lt;em&gt;"despo" (desperate) ,&lt;/em&gt;cuz such things are not meant to rush into though..it would be better if they use the time to know more about each other,before moving on to a higher level. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in all,it was a pretty informative show with all the tips etc.hehe! Who knows i might be able to make use of it in the future? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, ♥ Happy Valentines' day ♥ in advance!May this day be a special one for your close and love ones! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S: Jvis and audre..i wont be joining you girls this saturday.Guess i'll be heading to my books. =( you girls have fun ok? =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-8603393227443087885?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8603393227443087885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8603393227443087885&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8603393227443087885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8603393227443087885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8603393227443087885' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3459499155702091056</id><published>2009-02-08T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:27:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really sick of all your craps ..and i need a breathing space. I'm out of here for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then the next update ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3459499155702091056?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3459499155702091056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3459499155702091056&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3459499155702091056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3459499155702091056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3459499155702091056' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1894210316473325285</id><published>2009-02-07T04:16:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:48:23.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The pages keep turning ... and I'll mark off each day with a cross.And..it's February now!Time really flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Audre..February is your month babey! 20 in the house yo! =D Fret not,we are still young ok ,forever 18 eh! =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er..is L4D really that thrilling?Heard from cousin that it's pretty much like CS? (yes,i do play CS last sem,but not anymore,cuz i'm pretty sick of the game.) All thanks to him,now i'm craving for it.haha! And..he's influencing me to play facebook too.Er,i know i'm pretty slow in all these,cuz i'm not a game person to begin with! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And..it's the exam fever again babey. =/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-1894210316473325285?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1894210316473325285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1894210316473325285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1894210316473325285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1894210316473325285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1894210316473325285' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-5631004008676472266</id><published>2009-01-28T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:03:06.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boring cny!</title><content type='html'>Hellooo people,happy cny!! =D May this year be a good one ahead! =) However,I'm always not looking forward to cny,cuz I have to entertain those silly remarks annually. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY day 1&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got dragged up by my dad early in the morning to set off to ah ma's house ( which is just a few stones away only ). Prepared myself and off we go over to ah ma's house. Greeted and wishes the relatives,then I was bombarded with all sorts of silly remarks. Relatives would keep complementing how pretty I have became over the years,then my ah ma started asking when I'm getting married etc. hello?! I'm still young and studying leh..sigh!  Another uncle of mine mentioned that I look like 16 years old.. -.-'' Super funny and cute of him. His son will be turning 22 this year already,how could I still be 16 this year?!LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,this year,i'm all wrapped up like a dumpling.Nothing revealing at all! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX245KMjrnI/AAAAAAAABTs/Bod3uWnTpoI/s1600-h/Photo0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295592028986650226" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX245KMjrnI/AAAAAAAABTs/Bod3uWnTpoI/s200/Photo0272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skinny brother and fatty sister. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SYBYPU4f97I/AAAAAAAABVg/GmprBu0Xpns/s1600-h/Photo0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296330182114670514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SYBYPU4f97I/AAAAAAAABVg/GmprBu0Xpns/s200/Photo0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cny goodies!Ignore the plastic bag,it's my medicine.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX245njghtI/AAAAAAAABT8/KoJta8VCAP4/s1600-h/Photo0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295592036867540690" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX245njghtI/AAAAAAAABT8/KoJta8VCAP4/s200/Photo0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was taking pictures + eating for the whole day,while relatives and my family members were playing "blackjack". i'm pretty sick of the game already cuz i started playing like since...9 years old? lol! So,i'm a good girl these years,no gambling at all! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and prepared myself and set off to 外婆 house! Pretty excited to meet up with the cousins to catch up. Once again,the cousins and relatives were playing pokers,while i was at the living room watching some random taiwan variety shows and munching tidbits at the same time. That's why I say cny is a boring day! =/ I think I will be became fat at the end of the cny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then play with my cousin's son during dinner time.I'm his 表姨( sounds so old huh! ) But I kept asking him to call me "jiejie" instead. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SYATc9_qm-I/AAAAAAAABVY/NytNA9g18Wc/s1600-h/Photo0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296254550186564578" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SYATc9_qm-I/AAAAAAAABVY/NytNA9g18Wc/s200/Photo0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_hypN-IbI/AAAAAAAABUc/CLnh9FZYDeo/s1600-h/Photo0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296199946985152946" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_hypN-IbI/AAAAAAAABUc/CLnh9FZYDeo/s200/Photo0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_ik4EdzPI/AAAAAAAABVM/WSVN430fnaM/s1600-h/Photo0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296200809965276402" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_ik4EdzPI/AAAAAAAABVM/WSVN430fnaM/s200/Photo0392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i was taking pictures to kill time too. I was labeled as the &lt;em&gt;"conservative girl"&lt;/em&gt; cuz i wore &lt;em&gt;"gold necklace"&lt;/em&gt; (which was a gift from my dad 2 years back. ) =/ I just couldn't carry out those silver accessories as well as the gold ones..cuz i'm a warm skin tone to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_hyvXIdTI/AAAAAAAABUU/eHJk9zy8fLI/s1600-h/Photo0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296199948634191154" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_hyvXIdTI/AAAAAAAABUU/eHJk9zy8fLI/s200/Photo0394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_hyybIIrI/AAAAAAAABUk/sBT5Rat3qhs/s1600-h/Photo0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_hyrhAwgI/AAAAAAAABUM/N-c5YmTTwz8/s1600-h/Photo0396+-+Copy+(2)+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296199947601887746" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX_hyrhAwgI/AAAAAAAABUM/N-c5YmTTwz8/s200/Photo0396+-+Copy+(2)+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blinded by the flash after tons of pictures taken. =/ I guess many will get sick of my boring face if I continue to post all my 自恋 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya,didnt manage to have some pictures taken with the cousins cuz my dad was like rushing to go home.Spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekends will be a boring one again. Saturday will be heading to uncle's house,and sunday,relatives will be coming over to my house and 表姨's house for poker card games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;let's stop wasting chances,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;cuz we're only young once. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-5631004008676472266?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5631004008676472266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=5631004008676472266&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5631004008676472266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/5631004008676472266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#5631004008676472266' title='My boring cny!'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SX245KMjrnI/AAAAAAAABTs/Bod3uWnTpoI/s72-c/Photo0272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3692611633144352709</id><published>2009-01-23T21:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:56:29.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random entry</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm sick again for the 101 times. =( So..during new year,no "ba gua",chocolates,cookies etc for me. 我好可怜啊。。=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,I was suppose to wait for friend R to book out to meet Kel and T.However,some last min thing held him back.Haa! I guess there will be chances for the westside clique to catch up la! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,my online dresses have yet to reach me!! *pulls hair* It's worrying me alright,cuz I'm afraid it wont reach me in time for cny. On second thoughts,it couldnt be lost in the mail,cuz I've opted for registered postage though.Hopefully,it will reach me by weekends! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,to sum up,this 2 weeks has been a very hectic one due to the submission of VB assignment,presentation and tests. And many many thanks to my lovely classmates who have helped out whenever I've encountered problems with my assignment. =) Thanks alot! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year will be arriving in 3 days time..Bah,I guess it will be a boring one anyway. =/ Alrighty,time to hit the sack! Will be back with an update after cny. =) Nights lovelies! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3692611633144352709?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3692611633144352709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3692611633144352709&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3692611633144352709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3692611633144352709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3692611633144352709' title='random entry'/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2709412244679279010</id><published>2009-01-18T12:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:13:16.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiyo,headache ah. CNY is next week..and the best damn thing? I have yet to finish my cny shopping!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-So today,I had my hair snipped off by 3 inches.. =( My mom still feels that there is no difference after my haircut la. For now,I still adapting to my new hair length lor.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Bought a maroon dress,belt and some random accessories.I still need 3 more dresses/tops. Sigh! Headache ah! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have order these dresses/top online,hope it will arrive soon! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SXMbREt9sMI/AAAAAAAABTE/rAP22amGlVY/s1600-h/13-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292603967228719298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SXMbREt9sMI/AAAAAAAABTE/rAP22amGlVY/s200/13-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart the details of the top. =) I know it's pretty plain,but a belt should be able to do the trick. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SXH9oq2YHEI/AAAAAAAABSs/mtTSQxG5KOU/s1600-h/D2X_7029re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292289912275999810" style="WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SXH9oq2YHEI/AAAAAAAABSs/mtTSQxG5KOU/s200/D2X_7029re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SXH9o2b5jFI/AAAAAAAABS0/1JttHW2_ETE/s1600-h/D2X_7182re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292289915386170450" style="WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SXH9o2b5jFI/AAAAAAAABS0/1JttHW2_ETE/s200/D2X_7182re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a good girl this year alright,the clothes that i bought are either red/maroon. I'm buying the lacey black dress just to keep it,hehe! So,I'm done with my cny shopping! So far,I have gotten 3 dresses and 1 top..I guess it should be enough to last for 4 visiting days ba..&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/12720358-2709412244679279010?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2709412244679279010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2709412244679279010&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2709412244679279010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2709412244679279010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2709412244679279010' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SXMbREt9sMI/AAAAAAAABTE/rAP22amGlVY/s72-c/13-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-1944880755837153586</id><published>2009-01-14T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:44:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shortlisted a few dresses I have seen online. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_OLJYCuI/AAAAAAAABQo/_Q2fW6NWTMo/s1600-h/21e_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291095387461389026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_OLJYCuI/AAAAAAAABQo/_Q2fW6NWTMo/s200/21e_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW3AVmket5I/AAAAAAAABRY/biwdZfFRAmE/s1600-h/21e_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291096614593542034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW3AVmket5I/AAAAAAAABRY/biwdZfFRAmE/s200/21e_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say this is a very basic dress. Might be getting this though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_kTxWgJI/AAAAAAAABQ4/JfmzaSUysJw/s1600-h/22n_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291095767733665938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_kTxWgJI/AAAAAAAABQ4/JfmzaSUysJw/s200/22n_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_x25-MyI/AAAAAAAABRA/ntzvPwno4s4/s1600-h/22n_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291096000503362338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_x25-MyI/AAAAAAAABRA/ntzvPwno4s4/s200/22n_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the lacey back details!Mom forbids me to buy,but still,I'm going ahead and pre-order it I guess.... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_yKJYihI/AAAAAAAABRI/7V3ZNvkZ4eA/s1600-h/22m_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291096005668276754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_yKJYihI/AAAAAAAABRI/7V3ZNvkZ4eA/s200/22m_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_yfCeZCI/AAAAAAAABRQ/NhzbtFEy_uE/s1600-h/Collection22m_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291096011276444706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_yfCeZCI/AAAAAAAABRQ/NhzbtFEy_uE/s200/Collection22m_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very cute little black dress with all the lacey details at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiyo,I think I need to get at least 4 outfits for cny ,headache ah! =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random 1 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a hectic week for me as I was practically rushing for assignments and projects.All the deadlines could practically make me mad.Sigh.Next week,there will be 3 tests coming up.Once again,who is game enough to coach/have study session with me? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random 2 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,within this week/next week,I guess I will be visiting my handsome stylist to chop off  ~2 inches of my hair.Imagine I haven't been cutting my hair for 3 years,only slight trimming last year only.Hmm..so I guess it's time for me to trim my hair as it's getting longer and unmanageable. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random 3 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother did pretty well for his Os,at least he is way better than me. So, I'm bringing bringing him for feasting one of these days when I'm free! =D Or I might get him the bermudas he has been eyeing for bah.. Lastly,I do hope he could get into his desired course too!  -aerospace=D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random 4 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Company cutting down on part-timers,thus I dont get to work that often anymore.Or rather not get to work at all! Now Jvis is psyco-ing me to join her at Biotherm though.After thinking through,the switching doesnt make any difference,cuz after all I will still in the same company,but in different division only.haha! So,I guess this is a very good time for me to learn how to spend wisely already. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random 5 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was feeling stressed up with all the assignments one of the random nights..Thus,I decided to doll up my little vain princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the outcome when she has a vain jiejie. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW3u9bKhKjI/AAAAAAAABRg/OyrYXi2VNxA/s1600-h/Photo0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291147876261505586" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW3u9bKhKjI/AAAAAAAABRg/OyrYXi2VNxA/s200/Photo0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW3u9msuM-I/AAAAAAAABRs/VtZrjROD2ms/s1600-h/Photo0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291147879357756386" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW3u9msuM-I/AAAAAAAABRs/VtZrjROD2ms/s200/Photo0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunglass-checked. Killer heels-checked. Aiya,forgot to stick falsies on her eyes.Never mind,there are plentiful of chances for me to play doll-up with her again. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW3vaqSUZ_I/AAAAAAAABR4/FlZ4hg6QbIM/s1600-h/Photo0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291148378536962034" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW3vaqSUZ_I/AAAAAAAABR4/FlZ4hg6QbIM/s200/Photo0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling 60s'. Added a vintage scarf to her hair to create the Ah-go-go style. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credits goes to me! the vain jiejie of hers. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is pretty much of a random entry..But what to do,my life has been so monotonous all the while... =( &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/12720358-1944880755837153586?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1944880755837153586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=1944880755837153586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1944880755837153586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/1944880755837153586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#1944880755837153586' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SW2_OLJYCuI/AAAAAAAABQo/_Q2fW6NWTMo/s72-c/21e_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-2110982952041712315</id><published>2009-01-10T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:03:20.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New year is round the corner,and I have yet to make purchase of my clothes.Very headache ah! I wouldnt want to have a rush shopping madness again.However, I have nothing in mind of what to buy/wear for new year.Any suggestions? =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went &lt;s&gt;shopping &lt;/s&gt;window-shopping with classmates,yet I didnt manage to spot anything that caught my eyes.At this rate,I think I have to wrap myself with a towel during new year already.lol. Walked from bugis to PS, dined at HK cafe,chill outside after dinner and home sweet home.And, Alex kept asking me if my hair is real for the whole day. long hair=fake one ? *scratch head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWgVxTfemZI/AAAAAAAABQI/S4DldjuOKo8/s1600-h/Photo0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289501699136723346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWgVxTfemZI/AAAAAAAABQI/S4DldjuOKo8/s200/Photo0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is getting longer, shapeless and unmangeable again! I have thought of cutting 2 inches away.hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest love ! ♥ 3 inch heels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWiuQcqFqgI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Ypz9d7HKzP0/s1600-h/Photo0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289669359940512258" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWiuQcqFqgI/AAAAAAAABQQ/Ypz9d7HKzP0/s200/Photo0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWiuVxY_eFI/AAAAAAAABQY/Vve30tfpjpk/s1600-h/Photo0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289669451405293650" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWiuVxY_eFI/AAAAAAAABQY/Vve30tfpjpk/s200/Photo0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's not my style,but i guess it might match well with the dress that I'm contemplating to buy.hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWjD9KWKjYI/AAAAAAAABQg/K7tPMLXFDX8/s1600-h/vintagefloral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289693217863404930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWjD9KWKjYI/AAAAAAAABQg/K7tPMLXFDX8/s200/vintagefloral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea if I should get this though.Cuz I couldnt imagine myself wearing this floral dress.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So,ignoring me is your next move? =(&lt;/em&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/12720358-2110982952041712315?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2110982952041712315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=2110982952041712315&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2110982952041712315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/2110982952041712315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#2110982952041712315' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SWgVxTfemZI/AAAAAAAABQI/S4DldjuOKo8/s72-c/Photo0172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-8038404457162653614</id><published>2009-01-07T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:53:59.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been a dramatic one for me.Recently friend R contacted me after 7 long years.So yea,text him throughout these 2 days and he do hinted to me that he has a liking to me. I would say it's pretty surprising though. 7 years leh! near a decade already! I do admit that I used to like him back then,however,it was already a past! The feeling wasn't there anymore. =) So yea,it will be good if we are still friends. =) He is still in contact with D,therefore if we were to meet one of these days,I might be able to see D! It will good to have a gathering with the old clique after so long.I miss those secondary school days..it's hilarious to think back how childish we were.I still couldnt imagine we named ourselves as the westside clique.lol.They are the westside guys and my group of girls were the westside girls ( the girls have split though only the guys remained unchanged ). I miss the good ol' days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So it's back to square one again. =(&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/12720358-8038404457162653614?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8038404457162653614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=8038404457162653614&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8038404457162653614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/8038404457162653614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#8038404457162653614' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12720358.post-3384196330120972849</id><published>2009-01-06T20:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:09:39.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too many thoughts are whirling in my head. I realise I cant express myself as well as before anymore. Reality is harsh. =( I'm out of here,till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;People change with time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;or time changed people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12720358-3384196330120972849?l=deviantconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3384196330120972849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12720358&amp;postID=3384196330120972849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3384196330120972849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12720358/posts/default/3384196330120972849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deviantconfession.blogspot.com/index.html#3384196330120972849' title=''/><author><name>Girl from Mars</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18250159935186266984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qPDh6rjO4VQ/SQ2jABfT7tI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sE_kbVIZB8A/S220/Image058+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
