<?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-6338257266675280952</id><updated>2011-12-07T23:22:50.892+08:00</updated><category term='Happygirl'/><category term='Musee'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Babytan'/><category term='MBS'/><category term='_|_'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Weird facts'/><category term='Love4food'/><category term='Gossipgirls'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='IPL'/><category term='Von'/><category term='Skincare'/><category term='Letter from the heart'/><category term='Estée Lauder'/><title type='text'>Private hearts,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-426288949012088203</id><published>2011-12-07T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T23:22:50.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我不會喜歡你</title><content type='html'>我想我應該應該不會愛你　&lt;br /&gt;為了要努力　努力的不愛你　&lt;br /&gt;所以我讓自己那麼喜歡你&lt;br /&gt;這樣你就不忍心和我分離　&lt;br /&gt;我想我討厭　討厭驕傲的你　&lt;br /&gt;也討厭美好　美好的那個你　&lt;br /&gt;於是我要自己假裝討厭你　&lt;br /&gt;那麼你就捨不得離我而去　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我必須說我真的不會喜歡你　&lt;br /&gt;我不喜歡你佔據我所有思緒　&lt;br /&gt;連你的竊笑也像是鼓勵　&lt;br /&gt;從早安後的早餐到晚餐後的晚安　&lt;br /&gt;別笑了　別笑了　我不會喜歡你　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我放空了　我解脫了　&lt;br /&gt;你還是在我的眼裡　我喜歡了　&lt;br /&gt;我討厭了　影響不了我的呼吸&lt;br /&gt;原來我　已經無法自拔　&lt;br /&gt;我秘密的　愛上你　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不必懂　我真的不會喜歡你　&lt;br /&gt;我不想要你因為我變得消極　&lt;br /&gt;有你的城市下雨也美麗　&lt;br /&gt;從黎明後的太陽　到深夜裡的月光　&lt;br /&gt;別想了　別想了　我不會喜歡你　&lt;br /&gt;別想了　別想了　我不會喜歡你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-K2bK79qc9es/Tt-EjehVR-I/AAAAAAAADHg/dq54hT1f2ac/s640/blogger-image-811887618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-K2bK79qc9es/Tt-EjehVR-I/AAAAAAAADHg/dq54hT1f2ac/s640/blogger-image-811887618.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-426288949012088203?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/426288949012088203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/426288949012088203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/426288949012088203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='我不會喜歡你'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-K2bK79qc9es/Tt-EjehVR-I/AAAAAAAADHg/dq54hT1f2ac/s72-c/blogger-image-811887618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-3877377917078870222</id><published>2011-12-05T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:19:40.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon A December</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I last did a proper blog post. Promise myself I'll be done publishing the drafts before December ends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that December has come, it randomly reminded me of Anastasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dancing bears, painted wings,&lt;br /&gt;Things I almost remember&lt;br /&gt;And a song someone sings,&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone holds me safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;Horses prance through a silver storm&lt;br /&gt;Figures dancing gracefully&lt;br /&gt;Across my memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away, long ago&lt;br /&gt;Glowing dim as an ember&lt;br /&gt;Things my heart used to know&lt;br /&gt;Things it yearns to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone holds me safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;Horses prance through a silver storm&lt;br /&gt;Figures dancing gracefully&lt;br /&gt;Across my memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a song&lt;br /&gt;Someone sings&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a December&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I've changed. It's like, many things don't matter to me anymore. And what people think of me have started to weigh so little, I start to feel nothing at all. I guess it's a good change. I should stop wasting my time on people who are not worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-3877377917078870222?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/3877377917078870222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/12/once-upon-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3877377917078870222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3877377917078870222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/12/once-upon-december.html' title='Once Upon A December'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-4899100865855536923</id><published>2011-11-24T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T20:20:22.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad mugs</title><content type='html'>Mugging like crazy these few days, at the same time having my fair share of crazy moments, especially with the rubbish Richard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random photos from my iphone and Khai Huat's ipad hehehe we all loooove his ipadzai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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Maybe they did think of it, but at the end they could just somehow come up with something and decided you won't actually end your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i really don't know what's up with all the committing suicide stuff (-_-....) but it just randomly popped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something happens, some people will go like "Yeah i understand." But how many actually do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to live my life how i want it to be, from this moment on. Don't wanna give two fucks about how people think of me or whatever. I shall plan my time how i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like some people just don't understand how busy and tired i am. They can say "i can do it so can you" all they want but fuck it. Fuck all of it. Yeah you can do it but i'm different from you. You won't understand what i have gone through, and how hard i am working just to keep it all together. I am in no position to give up what i have now, i cannot and will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after this entry some people just want to start to FP me because they assume i'm talking about them. But whatever. Do what you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too tired to care anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-9111695402114373112?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/9111695402114373112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/11/true-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/9111695402114373112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/9111695402114373112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/11/true-friends.html' title='True Friends'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-5242071046241567723</id><published>2011-11-05T07:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T07:33:51.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那些年</title><content type='html'>那些年错过的大雨&lt;br /&gt;那些年错过的爱情&lt;br /&gt;好想拥抱你 拥抱错过的勇气&lt;br /&gt;曾经想征服全世界&lt;br /&gt;到最后回首才发现&lt;br /&gt;这世界滴滴点点都是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那些年错过的大雨&lt;br /&gt;那些年错过的爱情&lt;br /&gt;好想告诉你 告诉你我没有忘记&lt;br /&gt;那天晚上满天星星&lt;br /&gt;平行时空下的约定&lt;br /&gt;再一次相遇我会紧紧抱住你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-5242071046241567723?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/5242071046241567723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5242071046241567723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5242071046241567723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='那些年'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-4598203188194710452</id><published>2011-10-02T02:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T02:26:15.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>I guess nobody cared to notice this; but I tend to be silent when alone with sombody if I'm comfortable to be with that person. On the other hand, if I'm yakking away non-stop, I'm just trying to hide the awkwardness I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-4598203188194710452?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/4598203188194710452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/10/me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4598203188194710452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4598203188194710452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/10/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-4588628898004187532</id><published>2011-09-03T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:58:28.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School on a Saturday</title><content type='html'>Make-up lessons on a Saturday... I don't know whether to say it sucks or remain neutral about it lololol. Can wear casual go to school is a good thing. And luckily I was fetched to school this morning. Won't so tired, but I kinda dozed off in the midst of Physics lecture. Secretly hope my friends and I can stay together for as long as possible! If not school's gonna be daaaaamn boring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-4588628898004187532?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/4588628898004187532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/09/school-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4588628898004187532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4588628898004187532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/09/school-on-saturday.html' title='School on a Saturday'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-6284152621500916931</id><published>2011-08-21T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T02:32:39.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;At 3 years ''Mommy I love you."&lt;br /&gt;At 10 years ''Mom whatever."&lt;br /&gt;At 16 years "My mom is so annoying."&lt;br /&gt;At 18 years "I'm leaving this house."&lt;br /&gt;At 25 years ''Mom, you were right.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 30 years ''I want to go to Mom's house."&lt;br /&gt;At 50 years ''I don't want to lose my mom."&lt;br /&gt;At 70 years "I would give up everything to have my mom here with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only have one mom.&lt;br /&gt;Repost this if you love your mom ♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-6284152621500916931?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/6284152621500916931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-my-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/6284152621500916931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/6284152621500916931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-my-mother.html' title='I miss my mother'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-6440773679491648750</id><published>2011-08-20T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T02:29:19.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw this somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMj4Wr5hXgs/Tk_kRruHy5I/AAAAAAAAC_o/LbnL2X0U2Lg/s1600/310550_10150264873470069_664220068_8102954_4649585_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="61" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMj4Wr5hXgs/Tk_kRruHy5I/AAAAAAAAC_o/LbnL2X0U2Lg/s400/310550_10150264873470069_664220068_8102954_4649585_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;@dicksontan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-6440773679491648750?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/6440773679491648750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-saw-this-somewhere_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/6440773679491648750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/6440773679491648750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-saw-this-somewhere_21.html' title='I saw this somewhere'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMj4Wr5hXgs/Tk_kRruHy5I/AAAAAAAAC_o/LbnL2X0U2Lg/s72-c/310550_10150264873470069_664220068_8102954_4649585_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-946432899031322908</id><published>2011-08-18T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T02:29:06.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>LOL. I've got like about 14 entries yet to be published 'cause I'm so lazy to properly edit them so I guess I'll be leaving them till... next weekend, I hope? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah no time no time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-946432899031322908?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/946432899031322908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/946432899031322908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/946432899031322908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-1383829080902798053</id><published>2011-08-07T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:57:09.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last free weekend</title><content type='html'>Saturday was spent with my favourite boy! I slept for like 90% of the day and denied him his bed :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch The Rise of the Planet of the Apes and he wanted to catch it in AMK. End up had to go back to CWP ‘cause AMK no seats? Very nice movie! And very sad at some parts. Recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on my list will be Horrible Bosses and Cowboys and Aliens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Des earlier on, on a wasted trip to UrbanWrite. But I got myself new crafting scissors and a whiteboard organizer! Super love my new loots! :D Did my stuff and slacked a little, and it’s already 9pm? :’&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day tomorrow, more than 18 hours awake. Don’t think I could even spare my Tuesday and Thursday evenings often. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-1383829080902798053?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/1383829080902798053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-free-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1383829080902798053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1383829080902798053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-free-weekend.html' title='The last free weekend'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-5160974702610977242</id><published>2011-08-05T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:56:59.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation</title><content type='html'>As some of you know, I’ve been admitted to part-time B.Eng in NTU, and tonight was my orientation. Was feeling super sian at first ‘cause NO FRIEND in tutorial classes since I was transferred to the previous class :’&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, although more girls than I had expected, but super a lot of ATs, and quite a few of them dress like going to nightclub like that? :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was until when I was slacking with Kianwee outside the LT during the refreshments thingy that Ainiah caught me!!! Omg I super shocked ‘cause I thought she had gone to enrol in some UniSIM course the other time she told me about. And we were both in the same class wakakaka!!! Super eggggcited ‘cause we both don’t know anybody, and I wasn’t that interested in making friends… Super reminded me of the first day back in poly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the refreshments, we went to our assigned tutorial classes for meet-the-advisor sessions. My advisor is a… very weird Chinese national who scares me for some unknown reason… Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, he was nice enough to guide us all the way to the bus stop where we could take the shuttle bus. And there we all made a new friend, a fellow Indon who keeps trying to engage me to converse in Bahasa just like Yovi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He first introduced himself to Ainiah, then to me and Kianwee. I was wondering why he looked familiar so I asked, “Are we in the same class?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he was like stunned, and asked me back LOL. Turns out he’s from Kianwee’s class, and both of them like very excited to find new friend in the same class! Good for all of us loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, there was this incident back when our meet-the-advisor session was ending. There was this girl who sat beside Ainiah, and when the session ended, she was like, “Myanmar?” to Ainiah, and when Ainiah said no, the girl just diao-ed her? ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-5160974702610977242?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/5160974702610977242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/orientation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5160974702610977242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5160974702610977242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/orientation.html' title='Orientation'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-4229053987224845391</id><published>2011-08-03T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:56:41.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Lately I’ve been very hard to please. I get angry, disgusted, upset at every little thing. I don’t even feel like talking to people anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ve changed. Maybe people changed me.&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting by, trying to overlook it happened. But no. Sorry. Can’t forgive, can’t forget. I can only pretend that I do not mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so appalled with myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can just use these 5 years to fade away into the background.&lt;br /&gt;It’s like recently, I don’t want to care about whatever happens to anyone, and I don’t want anyone to come care about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to really, really dislike people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-4229053987224845391?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/4229053987224845391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4229053987224845391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4229053987224845391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/08/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-5100918542567087655</id><published>2011-07-31T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:55:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain America</title><content type='html'>Spent quality time with my dear boy this weekend, and for the first time not taking afternoon naps LOL! Amazingly he agreed to go to town with me on Saturday, and Bugis today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my Musee appointment yesterday, freaking hellll next appointment more than 2 months later tmd. ‘Cause all fully booked. So sian!! Shopped F21 @ 313 and managed to get the blue top I saw at Orchanrd Exchange! They didn’t carry my size there so I super happy I found A LOT at 313 LOL! Got a necklace for $9 and $2 respectively! Cheap hor! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya. While we were on the train otw to town, got this idiotic couple keep looking at, and I think discussing about, us. I shot a look at the girl (‘cause she started the convo thingy) then she turned away, wanna fake never do anything. When we were getting down the train, this girl just blatantly stared at me, but trying to do it in a away she staring into space while being hugged by the bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I staaaaarrred back at her, and diao her before I got off the train. Super ahlian behavior I know. BUT I REALLY CANNOT STAND IT. Every morning kena AT like that, weekends also want to like that. Go stare at your own bf lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently she damn bu shuang and told her bf, ‘cause at the reflection of the opposite platform, I saw both of them turning to look at us walking off. Super tempted to point finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#%!@&amp;*^($*&amp;@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been a good mood lately, so I need to display ahlian attitude to ease my anger. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Captain America last night, which was good! I like! But I had expected him to be able to fly… LOL! From the cartoons I see? With a red cape and all (no, it’s not superman I’m talking about). But maybe that Captain America cartoon I saw was a fluke, can’t actually remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time, the boy asked if I wanted to get some popcorns!!! He absolutely hates the smell of popcorn by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis earlier this afternoon after we had lunch at his house! Shopped and got some clothes again, sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD. STOP. SPENDING. MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;I have enough clothes to last me 5 years till they’re deemed old T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I bought some for my sisters as well, so not bad right :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished Romance Town, and started on zui hou… Can’t wait for the story to develop!!! X)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-5100918542567087655?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/5100918542567087655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/captain-america.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5100918542567087655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5100918542567087655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/captain-america.html' title='Captain America'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-5505052391693118972</id><published>2011-07-25T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:55:18.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Where rainbows end</title><content type='html'>I’ve been thinking a lot recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help it but sometimes feel that I’ve been taken for granted. What for do I do so many things for someone, try to accommodate, and end up receiving nothing? True, they say you don’t expect anything in return for what you want to do to a person wholeheartedly. But tell me, who in the world really expects nothing in return? Even if just a tiny little bit, I’m sure they do yearn to receive something instead of always giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you receive it, sometimes you don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accommodated so much, but I guess this is how you actually feel. I seriously don’t think this will lead anywhere in the future. Maybe somewhere in the ages of time, we won’t even talk to each other anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when our names come up in conversations in the future, each of us will be like, “Oh, that whowhowho I used to be close to. I wonder how is he/she doing right now?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-5505052391693118972?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/5505052391693118972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/where-rainbows-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5505052391693118972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5505052391693118972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/where-rainbows-end.html' title='Where rainbows end'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-2592315994204700399</id><published>2011-07-19T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:55:07.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days like this</title><content type='html'>You jolt awake at the first ring of the alarm, feeling energetic. Off to the bathroom you go, and you are done washing up and getting ready in a matter of seconds. Get a change of clothes, apply some cosmetics, take some breakfast, and you’re good to go. Catching some sleep on the public transport on the way to work, and you don’t feel groggy when the train reaches your destination. When you’re at work, your eyes are so wide open, you have so many things to complete, you don’t even have time to feel tired (not that you’re even tired in the first place). After lunch hours are the hardest to pass because you tend to get real sleepy after a full stomach but miraculously, you are still energetic! The day ends, and you’re caught happily going home. Bathed, used the laptop, just in time for bed, and sweet dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love days like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-2592315994204700399?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/2592315994204700399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/days-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/2592315994204700399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/2592315994204700399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/days-like-this.html' title='Days like this'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-5377380988431998739</id><published>2011-07-16T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:54:27.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>How high will we soar?</title><content type='html'>You know, it’s funny how we always complain when we were studying, but now everybody wants to go back to school. And it’s really quite amazing how time passes so slow, and yet so fast at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been 4 years since we got to know each other, and some of us had been through ups and downs together. Field trips, overseas trips, adventure camps, class outings after school, chalet, night cyclings, festive gatherings. I think we spent most of the festivals in the company of each other, tonning everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss those days we did nonsensical things together, not having a care for the world. The pioneer batch of Aerospace Electronics students graduated just like that, without any clapbangs. A bit regretful actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we’re all grown up, how far will we go? How high will we soar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-5377380988431998739?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/5377380988431998739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-high-will-we-soar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5377380988431998739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5377380988431998739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-high-will-we-soar.html' title='How high will we soar?'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-3652034232977261191</id><published>2011-07-15T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:54:41.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What do we seek?</title><content type='html'>Actually I think it’s very amazing, and am envious actually, that some people know what they want from life, what they love to do. They really, really put in effort coupled with lots of passion to do something they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me? I’ve realized since a long time ago, that I’ve got no directions, no goals. The irony is, I’ve tried and tried, but nothing can ever seem to grasp my attention, something that I would like to do in the long run, for my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like, now I’m working. I don’t look forward to it nor do I dread it. I just feel it’s like a routine everyday. With or without it, it wouldn’t make my inner self happier or sadder. I want to find something that can fuel my heart, my passion, and that I would go to all lengths for. But I got nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what exactly am I waiting for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-3652034232977261191?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/3652034232977261191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-do-we-seek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3652034232977261191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3652034232977261191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-do-we-seek.html' title='What do we seek?'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-3869154180260897456</id><published>2011-07-11T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:25:34.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird facts'/><title type='text'>Autism</title><content type='html'>Super long never blog riaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly recalled this conversation I had with my sisters a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, when I was very very young, I used to be a little autistic. Yah, ME, AUTISTIC. LOL. We heard from our mom I used to play alone and just stuck to this little corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only today did I know that my sister used to jio me to play together with her, but I totally turned away and ignored her. And guess what? She would start to scold me and all -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this I didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why I'm not that sociable or great at making friends.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why sometimes I feel a little lonely but I'm still happy with doing things alone.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why most of the time i don't really give a damn about what people think, because to put it simply, I don't need them. So who gives a fuck care about what you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anti-social...&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And randomly too, I visited the old AEJ12 blog... Kind of miss those carefree days, where we go to school just to sleep in class everyday, haha. Then to classes, lunch, practical lessons together. Go out after school. Slacking forever in project room. lots of teasing and fun times. But time can never turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are gone are gone forever. It's so obvious they don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was meant to be from the start? Actually, I kind of expected things to turn out this way even before we graduated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-3869154180260897456?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/3869154180260897456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/autism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3869154180260897456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3869154180260897456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/07/autism.html' title='Autism'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-3593213262337399581</id><published>2011-06-24T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T19:44:59.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='_|_'/><title type='text'>Stranger</title><content type='html'>If you can have my number "out of nowhere"&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;guess&amp;nbsp;there's nothing wrong&amp;nbsp;in assuming that you have my blog address as well. So, just to let you know, if you ever read this space,&amp;nbsp;I don't give a damn what you think about me? I don't need you to like me. Just accept the fact that you are being disliked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-3593213262337399581?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/3593213262337399581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/stranger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3593213262337399581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3593213262337399581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/stranger.html' title='Stranger'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-1628774031001666313</id><published>2011-06-18T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:27:45.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love4food'/><title type='text'>NEX with Desuyo!</title><content type='html'>Erm. Okay. So I arranged to meet Des for dinner earlier. And as usual, I waited for him for ONE HOUR. Apparently he left his house keys in camp, went to look for his parents to get keys, then cabbed down to Serangoon but got caught in the peak-hour jam.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhkayyyyy. But me forgive :) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and finally decided on Sushi Tei. Wahlau freaking expensive? One &lt;em&gt;chawanmushi&lt;/em&gt; costs $4! But we were like, "Aiya, long long one time, JUST SPAM ONLY" lol! But I feel is a bit overrated loh. Food so-so, variety so-so (nothing caught my eye actually, I just &lt;em&gt;mian qiang&lt;/em&gt; took the katsu don), so&amp;nbsp;overpriced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFgpZDEdF1I/Tft5Msu_ZbI/AAAAAAAAC-g/uaTogWKD4S8/s1600/IMG_0970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFgpZDEdF1I/Tft5Msu_ZbI/AAAAAAAAC-g/uaTogWKD4S8/s640/IMG_0970.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lol already took a bite before I remembered to photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_K0DD-BkFBU/Tft5O8Ks7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/b4uza-jqqnI/s1600/IMG_0969.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_K0DD-BkFBU/Tft5O8Ks7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/b4uza-jqqnI/s640/IMG_0969.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZUswI6euuA/Tft5TERWDqI/AAAAAAAAC-o/SGbNqnLtb0Q/s1600/IMG_0968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZUswI6euuA/Tft5TERWDqI/AAAAAAAAC-o/SGbNqnLtb0Q/s640/IMG_0968.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;YUMMILICIOUS THICK &lt;em&gt;UNAGI + TAMAGO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well, our leftovers. Can't believe we couldn't finish the &lt;em&gt;don&lt;/em&gt;s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4xUhzi1-wW8/Tft5V_JuTpI/AAAAAAAAC-s/Wk7NdizTEzQ/s1600/IMG_0977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4xUhzi1-wW8/Tft5V_JuTpI/AAAAAAAAC-s/Wk7NdizTEzQ/s640/IMG_0977.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvueCQ2gL-s/Tft5XwFbUFI/AAAAAAAAC-w/bJd91MGkPY0/s1600/IMG_0978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvueCQ2gL-s/Tft5XwFbUFI/AAAAAAAAC-w/bJd91MGkPY0/s640/IMG_0978.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending wiiiiiiith...................&lt;br /&gt;BRACEZ KIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0TcKtXb_jM/Tft5aYDg5BI/AAAAAAAAC-0/JffaW9bCgkc/s1600/IMG_0974.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0TcKtXb_jM/Tft5aYDg5BI/AAAAAAAAC-0/JffaW9bCgkc/s640/IMG_0974.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So ugly.....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;LOL! Just kidding! Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-1628774031001666313?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/1628774031001666313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/nex-with-desuyo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1628774031001666313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1628774031001666313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/nex-with-desuyo.html' title='NEX with Desuyo!'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFgpZDEdF1I/Tft5Msu_ZbI/AAAAAAAAC-g/uaTogWKD4S8/s72-c/IMG_0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-3011749649810051816</id><published>2011-06-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T00:13:35.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happygirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estée Lauder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skincare'/><title type='text'>Estée Lauder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7EnIilvlqk/TfonGaOsZNI/AAAAAAAAC9c/GmGjl132_Ec/s1600/IMG_0952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7EnIilvlqk/TfonGaOsZNI/AAAAAAAAC9c/GmGjl132_Ec/s640/IMG_0952.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zQmVUeDENg0/TfonI2l0QmI/AAAAAAAAC9g/akYGk9FzO_s/s1600/IMG_0950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zQmVUeDENg0/TfonI2l0QmI/AAAAAAAAC9g/akYGk9FzO_s/s640/IMG_0950.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol ever since I got my new laptop (with webcam function), I've been camwhoring non-stop T_T and also trying to engage my boyfriend to video call me! LOL! But apparently he's always watching his NBA or Naruto or I don't know doing what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDJGAEsD5bk/TfonMuF2mLI/AAAAAAAAC9k/Z72Gbx2CvzI/s1600/IMG_0953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDJGAEsD5bk/TfonMuF2mLI/AAAAAAAAC9k/Z72Gbx2CvzI/s640/IMG_0953.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah this be my new lappy! ^.^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways met up with Jolene (大奶) and Glenn earlier tonight! As usual, Glenn was late, so while tryna curb our idiotic hunger, we bought this popcorn. I still prefer Garrett's cheesecorn&amp;nbsp;though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_jH_7MxzA8/TfonPYAxnAI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Paq70wnWYLU/s1600/IMG_0954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_jH_7MxzA8/TfonPYAxnAI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Paq70wnWYLU/s640/IMG_0954.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad hungry by the time late-Glenn arrived loh! Jolene was craving for Popeye's and so we had it for dinner, and caught up a bit with each other. Failed attempt to get Glenn to treat us dessert after that :( Says he'll do it when he gets his pay or something? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fxFuHDrY80o/TfonSrdaGjI/AAAAAAAAC9s/Ta2DQ67T8TI/s1600/IMG_0956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fxFuHDrY80o/TfonSrdaGjI/AAAAAAAAC9s/Ta2DQ67T8TI/s640/IMG_0956.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erm. The ever-attention-grabbing boy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmpcLCbzldI/TfonbBLGoLI/AAAAAAAAC9w/5m78gUDsxCs/s1600/IMG_0957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmpcLCbzldI/TfonbBLGoLI/AAAAAAAAC9w/5m78gUDsxCs/s640/IMG_0957.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;DUA NEHNEH &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SmouzUetw58/TfondLF0OuI/AAAAAAAAC90/wuUjgonZBGg/s1600/IMG_0958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SmouzUetw58/TfondLF0OuI/AAAAAAAAC90/wuUjgonZBGg/s640/IMG_0958.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZslCWnFrRWs/TfonfSfet5I/AAAAAAAAC94/bc0jPj56xts/s1600/IMG_0960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZslCWnFrRWs/TfonfSfet5I/AAAAAAAAC94/bc0jPj56xts/s640/IMG_0960.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This be watashi no masterpiece because he was badmouthing me or something&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Tangs for Estée Lauder and lugged home a few products which cost me a BOMB. Literally those chibaboom kind ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3x-C15ulXw/TfonjseVBEI/AAAAAAAAC98/x4ZklaKeau8/s1600/IMG_0965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3x-C15ulXw/TfonjseVBEI/AAAAAAAAC98/x4ZklaKeau8/s640/IMG_0965.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BeSBf-VyJA/TfonlmjXPBI/AAAAAAAAC-A/Avgw2JrFcHs/s1600/IMG_0966.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BeSBf-VyJA/TfonlmjXPBI/AAAAAAAAC-A/Avgw2JrFcHs/s640/IMG_0966.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This puny 15ml thingy cost me $82 so it better be effective huh!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DvK1HNkjfo4/Tfonn8__5zI/AAAAAAAAC-E/zEWDbNdR3Oo/s1600/IMG_0967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DvK1HNkjfo4/Tfonn8__5zI/AAAAAAAAC-E/zEWDbNdR3Oo/s640/IMG_0967.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hydrationist Set. Travel pack size in yummy fragrances! (There's 5ml of the eye care thingy!) $48&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And um yeah, a toner. $48 too. ARGH. Please make my skin youthful!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritating Glenn was tweeting about me throughout my payment and Tangs membership-card-making process. To the extent that Desu called me?!! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to New Look near their closing time and bought a couple of apparels with Jolene! Haha shiokness can't wait to wear them out :D Glenn says he doesn't know me anymore, apparently because of the clothes I wear now, LOL. Just now he said, "The Jac I knew only wears FBT shorts out one" LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkkkkk NEED. TO. STOP. SPENDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-roQlwgINmgY/TfoqDFssR6I/AAAAAAAAC-I/DC8Ag7AwD5o/s1600/Snapshot_20110616_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-roQlwgINmgY/TfoqDFssR6I/AAAAAAAAC-I/DC8Ag7AwD5o/s640/Snapshot_20110616_1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, bought the pink hairband from Daiso hahahaha been looking for it since a million years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okiedokie, see my 2 eyes. My right eye (it's the left on in the picture) is without concealer, while my left eye, is with faded concealer? Lol, never bother to touch up. But even so, it still looks bad right? The original dark eye circle is even worse. After using the product, I shall check back to this image and compare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-3011749649810051816?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/3011749649810051816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/estee-lauder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3011749649810051816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3011749649810051816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/estee-lauder.html' title='Estée Lauder'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7EnIilvlqk/TfonGaOsZNI/AAAAAAAAC9c/GmGjl132_Ec/s72-c/IMG_0952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-62623280245661303</id><published>2011-06-15T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:07:48.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from HK!</title><content type='html'>I AM FALLING ASLEEP AT WORK!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.. Really too tired. Damn long never this tired already. It's like every time I blink my eyes, I feel like I could faint anytime. Yes, my lack of sleep is this serious. Worse off, I have nothing to do&amp;nbsp;that could keep me awake at work. Don't know how people can work in the morning and club at night, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WEEK some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dark eye circles are seriously getting worse and worse. Time to invest in eye area rejuvenation stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some people may have misunderstood and thought I'm currently working in HK or something due to the misleading post title, LOL! Actually this morning, I saw in the mailbox a postcard sent by air mail from HK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9opymsHYqk/Tfi4K-XX8-I/AAAAAAAAC8s/KAqnIXy6vak/s1600/IMG_0935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9opymsHYqk/Tfi4K-XX8-I/AAAAAAAAC8s/KAqnIXy6vak/s640/IMG_0935.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6NoIJAYfRc/Tfi4Nk7fRNI/AAAAAAAAC8w/IHLILQ7ZBYQ/s1600/IMG_0936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6NoIJAYfRc/Tfi4Nk7fRNI/AAAAAAAAC8w/IHLILQ7ZBYQ/s640/IMG_0936.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50w3CUUiwRo/Tfi5L3AWPiI/AAAAAAAAC9E/VqrpfBQ1eBA/s1600/IMG_0938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50w3CUUiwRo/Tfi5L3AWPiI/AAAAAAAAC9E/VqrpfBQ1eBA/s640/IMG_0938.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3VVA0tEmxM/Tfi2i7Cl9EI/AAAAAAAAC8o/gKYvPPHr4sQ/s1600/IMG_0937.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3VVA0tEmxM/Tfi2i7Cl9EI/AAAAAAAAC8o/gKYvPPHr4sQ/s640/IMG_0937.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a random conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLTe-rj-MGg/Tfi4mOqGjhI/AAAAAAAAC84/ceUAafxYwHg/s1600/IMG_0940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLTe-rj-MGg/Tfi4mOqGjhI/AAAAAAAAC84/ceUAafxYwHg/s640/IMG_0940.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFwWm1EvQMY/Tfi4pA5L0QI/AAAAAAAAC88/m0OEyBZKwYE/s1600/IMG_0942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFwWm1EvQMY/Tfi4pA5L0QI/AAAAAAAAC88/m0OEyBZKwYE/s640/IMG_0942.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua-Xwt05rME/Tfi4sRrwsbI/AAAAAAAAC9A/5-I3jyyj924/s1600/IMG_0941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua-Xwt05rME/Tfi4sRrwsbI/AAAAAAAAC9A/5-I3jyyj924/s640/IMG_0941.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-62623280245661303?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/62623280245661303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/greetings-from-hk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/62623280245661303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/62623280245661303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/greetings-from-hk.html' title='Greetings from HK!'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_9opymsHYqk/Tfi4K-XX8-I/AAAAAAAAC8s/KAqnIXy6vak/s72-c/IMG_0935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-4951639950740860722</id><published>2011-06-12T23:26:00.047+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:06:16.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babytan'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh. Another month has gone by without blogging. Even I am sian-ed by my mundane life. Go to work every other day, squeezing on public transport, trying not to doze off at work... Sigh. I should stop sighing this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the IT show yesterday with Bb to get myself a new lappy! $1498 for an Acer Aspire series. RAM upgrade from 4gb to 8gb for FREE! Comes with free cooling fan, free headphone, free mouse, free keyboard protector, free antivirus cd thingy. Loooove the keyboard 'cause it's like Mac's, even if I eat in front of my lappy, crumbs can't get into the keyboard area! How cool is that? :)&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm worrying about is the warranty seal that I realised was broken only today :'( Hopefully the warranty is still valid, since they upgraded the RAM for me so they broke the sticker I guess?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had MacD breakkie with Bb this morning @ Kovan 'cause I had to collect my footwear from this spree thingy. And bought my favourite&lt;em&gt; tang cong&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmRmUG-TkQk/Tfi5f-fOjgI/AAAAAAAAC9I/M0Vf_R6mczo/s1600/IMG_0932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmRmUG-TkQk/Tfi5f-fOjgI/AAAAAAAAC9I/M0Vf_R6mczo/s640/IMG_0932.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not your average skinny guy. This one is just toooooo skinny?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9CdRupAqqmc/Tfi5iCTZk7I/AAAAAAAAC9M/MyrxTAh7Wc4/s1600/IMG_0933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9CdRupAqqmc/Tfi5iCTZk7I/AAAAAAAAC9M/MyrxTAh7Wc4/s640/IMG_0933.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNm-1To9tFU/Tfi5j5H2nZI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/ptw_UKSk4ms/s1600/IMG_0931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNm-1To9tFU/Tfi5j5H2nZI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/ptw_UKSk4ms/s640/IMG_0931.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;糖葱&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fooling around with Felicia using my new webcam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTxYGc92K2A/Tfi8JKlrJQI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/K0rYdiEManQ/s1600/tutu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTxYGc92K2A/Tfi8JKlrJQI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/K0rYdiEManQ/s640/tutu.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's abrupt, but I'm ending this. Goodnight! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-4951639950740860722?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/4951639950740860722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4951639950740860722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4951639950740860722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmRmUG-TkQk/Tfi5f-fOjgI/AAAAAAAAC9I/M0Vf_R6mczo/s72-c/IMG_0932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-5683879520526655674</id><published>2011-06-07T23:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T20:48:37.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very long and useless entry</title><content type='html'>Hello world! (Too much programming has made me randomly recall the “Hello World!” examples we used to use in school and at work ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m blogging to add a little colour to my mundane life in case my friends whom I don’t really meet up with reads this space (I really don’t know who still reads my blog anymore… LOL!) and really think I super no life......... :(&lt;br /&gt;Not really many things happened, but more has happened compared to what I blog about; I’m just too lazy to really get into all the nitty gritty stuff! And those small stuff wont interest you, I guess. Just makes me happy so I’ll keep them to myself hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as quite a few of my closer friends know, I’ve just moved back to Tai Keng! (Yes, I moved away for a couple of months because my old house was undergoing renovations, incase you didn’t know!) Freaking satisfied with my new room (finally got own wardrobe!!!) and the kitchen! Most probably we’re gonna get an oven in there :D:D Already stuffed our baking necessities in the cabinet above where we’re gonna place the big fat oven yumz! &lt;3Shall blog about the new house another day! After all the renovations are totally complete! ‘Cause there’re still some cabinets and things like study tables yet to be complete in the room? SIAN ‘cause MUST WAIT SOME MORE.-Actually I had planned to start my entry with “Lolwtf.............” kind of phrase but decided not to ‘cause need to “intro” what I have been doing ma! So must act popular a bit and use “Hello world!” like machiam the whole world reads my blog like that! Pfffft.But it’s really lolwtf loh! I really think I super fail at being a girl!I fell asleep at 4am this morning, not doing OT, not packing my room, not losing sleep, but instead FORCING TO KEEP MYSELF AWAKE all because I had to do my best to FINISH A MANGA I was reading. OK phailllll. Confirm got people go “Walao eh JACCC!!!” ._.Alright, this manga I was reading is titled 僕等がいた “Bokura ga Ita” (English: We Were There; Chinese: 以前的我们). I am super amazed at myself because barely halfway through the manga, I WAS CRYING. Non-stop. THIS MANGA FREAKING SAD LAH!! Totally like some kind of sad romance drama :’( Maybe I’ll go find the hard copies and buy them when I have time! Actually feel like buying Ai Zai Bi Fang also sia…. (can picture my sisters nagging again, siannnnnnn)Really cried almost as much as when I was watching １リットルの涙, just that the genres of the stories a kind of different. While reading this manga, I realized, guys hor, no matter how they say they will be faithful, at some point of time, confirm heart sway a little, just that WE DO NOT KNOW. Sad, isn’t it? But this is life, I guess.Halfway through the story, the idiotic male protagonist MIA okay!! Like wtf he told the girl he will wait for her to be ready again (they broke up ‘cause something happened), then he just MIA-ed without saying anything (even though he has his own reasons but it’s so stupid)!!!! Super angry with him!Having only 2 hours of sleep made me look like, feel like, and literally transformed into a zombie this morning. Was half-asleep while bathing and washing up, and even putting on make-up ohmygawd. Eye concealer never even put properly jiu leave house, so diulian pl0x….-Okay go read the rest of the manga yourself if you’re interested. Main point of this entry is my trip to IKEA with Bbtan after work earlier! LOL!Waited for D at the train station after work ‘cause he ends work later  than me @ 6.30pm. SUPER LATE PLEASEEEEE! Trained to the Queenstown branch ‘cause it was nearer for both of us.Supposed to hunt for boxes for me to organize my stuff but soooo tempted to get so many things in there!!Dinner was at IKEA as well, since I was randomly craving for some IKEA meatballs and the last time I had it was like at least 2 years back? When I was still taking Jap classes together with Ainiah at Queensway, we used to frequent the IKEA over there after class! What fond memories! (got reminded of Bokura ga Ita again! If you read you will know lol)And guess what? 10 meatballs for $4 ONLY on every Tuesday till 31st July! Hurry down nao!!!Kkayz a bit regret going down to IKEA after work especially when I only had 2 hours of sleep &lt;s&gt;this morning&lt;/s&gt; the previous night. But so eggcited to finally organize my stuff with the boxes I got! And I feel quite cheap leh LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Weekends come fast! I wanna chiong mangaaaa!!! Oooops. Need to go IT show get a new lappy too. Sponsors, anyone? :&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-5683879520526655674?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/5683879520526655674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/very-long-and-useless-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5683879520526655674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/5683879520526655674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/06/very-long-and-useless-entry.html' title='A very long and useless entry'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-1030989764166863522</id><published>2011-05-13T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:33:45.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th, Lucky Friday</title><content type='html'>Hehe. Not exactly lucky, but it’s not an unlucky day either. Lucky ‘cause my clothes arrived just in time for the weekend out with my mother! YES, MY MOTHER. She arrived earlier today :) LUCKY OR NOTZ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Baby after work to get my clothes from him. Feel so bad ‘cause it was quite a lot. And he sent me home even though we weren’t having dinner together, and we totally staying at different directions! So sweet of him, teehee. Don’t know why recently he always don’t mind sending me all the way back, maybe used to it, maybe he guilty not spending enough time with me haha! But I rike! :D MUACKSSS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-1030989764166863522?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/1030989764166863522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-13th-lucky-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1030989764166863522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1030989764166863522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-13th-lucky-friday.html' title='Friday the 13th, Lucky Friday'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-7331600466974265225</id><published>2011-05-12T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:27:01.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't see any reason for me to be nice to everyone</title><content type='html'>Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-7331600466974265225?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/7331600466974265225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-see-any-reason-for-me-to-be-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/7331600466974265225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/7331600466974265225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-see-any-reason-for-me-to-be-nice.html' title='I don&apos;t see any reason for me to be nice to everyone'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-4668781508105090266</id><published>2011-04-23T22:06:00.058+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:26:03.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MBS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love4food'/><title type='text'>Marina Bay Sands (II)</title><content type='html'>Weeeee! Papa came to Singapore with his clients a few days back and they stayed at MBS. Now they have returned home, Papa invited us to stay with him for another day!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he had&amp;nbsp;points from going to the casino, we could like eat alot, etcetcetc. Just pay by points! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOzABXGMc-A/Tdp6_aDkIyI/AAAAAAAAC7s/4kB9dY3AfL4/s1600/IMG_0613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOzABXGMc-A/Tdp6_aDkIyI/AAAAAAAAC7s/4kB9dY3AfL4/s640/IMG_0613.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T9n4almlxTA/Tdp7EcGp5mI/AAAAAAAAC7w/MwYjnHioqVU/s1600/IMG_0619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T9n4almlxTA/Tdp7EcGp5mI/AAAAAAAAC7w/MwYjnHioqVU/s640/IMG_0619.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWfnuEtQKx0/Tdp7He0MwpI/AAAAAAAAC70/kmp94SFgtU8/s1600/IMG_0621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWfnuEtQKx0/Tdp7He0MwpI/AAAAAAAAC70/kmp94SFgtU8/s640/IMG_0621.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loooove this fish maw soup!! Super creamy! But if you order more than one bowl, confirm cannot finish, 'cause will be too &lt;em&gt;ni&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Uj6T3vWnGM/Tdp7JBHH3lI/AAAAAAAAC74/9hYHTfGdED4/s1600/IMG_0625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Uj6T3vWnGM/Tdp7JBHH3lI/AAAAAAAAC74/9hYHTfGdED4/s640/IMG_0625.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooooh chunky!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrei, forgot to take pictures of the rest of the food 'cause was too busy eating hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapok the alcohol and some goodies from the fridge in the hotel room too! Hehe! They have this sensor system whereby if you remove an item its automatically charged to your room, regardless whether you put it back or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never tried having room service before (my sisters had it the previous time they stayed without me), so we decided to have late night dessert delivered to us :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the items weren't available anymore, and I ended up being the only one to order a chocolate fondant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super cute, humble and polite delivery guy came and set up the "table" for me! Tipped him 5 bucks 'cause imma poor girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, the fondant was OMGYUMMYNOMNOMZ! Gooey chocolate oozed out from the fondant!!!!! Super chocolatey! And the set came with a small jar of yogurt ice cream!!!! Eggcited much! Blends well with the fondant so it won't be too chocolatey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRedzYhm9cA/Tdp7sbIF76I/AAAAAAAAC78/u6Cw5esdlW0/s1600/IMG_0631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRedzYhm9cA/Tdp7sbIF76I/AAAAAAAAC78/u6Cw5esdlW0/s640/IMG_0631.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mRPnKCxj_kU/Tdp7t2jAyaI/AAAAAAAAC8A/kx60E8I3yVw/s1600/IMG_0634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mRPnKCxj_kU/Tdp7t2jAyaI/AAAAAAAAC8A/kx60E8I3yVw/s640/IMG_0634.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jPlNlJNcZE/Tdp7vWQXzPI/AAAAAAAAC8E/otasLEK7nEw/s1600/IMG_0637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jPlNlJNcZE/Tdp7vWQXzPI/AAAAAAAAC8E/otasLEK7nEw/s640/IMG_0637.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favourite item of the day: froyo!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally started planning for room service breakfast for the next morning after finishing my dessert, together with my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't&amp;nbsp;really pay attention to&amp;nbsp;the price, because it's "free" (redeemable with points)! First time so carefree, haha!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to catch the breakfast delivery! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JXKShSJ15ew/Tdp8T0-_lAI/AAAAAAAAC8I/Xy1vf29eiW8/s1600/IMG_0639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JXKShSJ15ew/Tdp8T0-_lAI/AAAAAAAAC8I/Xy1vf29eiW8/s640/IMG_0639.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e479UiQnZiw/Tdp8VxsByCI/AAAAAAAAC8M/MnrbxeoGuQw/s1600/IMG_0642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e479UiQnZiw/Tdp8VxsByCI/AAAAAAAAC8M/MnrbxeoGuQw/s640/IMG_0642.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6tA5lZN_XU/Tdp8Xs3y6oI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/p_MoWBhlCAY/s1600/IMG_0643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6tA5lZN_XU/Tdp8Xs3y6oI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/p_MoWBhlCAY/s640/IMG_0643.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QK0JpP_kv9c/Tdp8ZGYnZsI/AAAAAAAAC8U/zK7U1csOI8E/s1600/IMG_0645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QK0JpP_kv9c/Tdp8ZGYnZsI/AAAAAAAAC8U/zK7U1csOI8E/s640/IMG_0645.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mm. Didn't quite like the eggs benedict though. Not my kind of egg?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-4668781508105090266?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/4668781508105090266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/marina-bay-sands-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4668781508105090266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4668781508105090266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/marina-bay-sands-ii.html' title='Marina Bay Sands (II)'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOzABXGMc-A/Tdp6_aDkIyI/AAAAAAAAC7s/4kB9dY3AfL4/s72-c/IMG_0613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-1753539321537295185</id><published>2011-04-18T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:16:50.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years and it died</title><content type='html'>Think I tweeted about this, but I’m gonna rant about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LAPTOP’S OFFICIALLY DEAD. DIED. OMGZ. So upset. My Goodfate msn conversations!!! SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my online shopping links are inside too *SOB* but luckily I already signed up for mailers hahahahahaha! Shittttt becoming shopping addicttttt. But now know how to control my urge already, LOL. Cannot see nice then buy, must think whether got occasion to wear, will wear, and wear how many times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using my sister’s old Acer laptop, cmi ttm. Cannot read special characters, even Chinese characters! All appear as those square boxes. Then it refuses to load blogger.com! Can load, but cannot load the box where we’re supposed to type our posts? Blogging from the office before, during break, and after working hours :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck for those having exams soon! Only my gossip girls will receive the JITIT sexy kiss which they already received this morning, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cheryl “ewwwww” me….. IGNORE!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-1753539321537295185?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/1753539321537295185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/4-years-and-it-died.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1753539321537295185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1753539321537295185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/4-years-and-it-died.html' title='4 years and it died'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-8101463037853756443</id><published>2011-04-12T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:16:32.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossipgirls'/><title type='text'>"Best Friends"</title><content type='html'>Sigh. We are Shuyan’s best friends only when she wants to stop us from letting her have fun on her birthday? Is that so? :’(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I met up with Cheryl and Shuyan for dinner just now. Had fun catching up as usual. Totally love our information sharing system! Sat down somewhere at the interchange after dinner and we all made plans for Cheryl’s 3rd year anniversary with UglyTeo (:P) and Shuyan’s 21st birthday celebration! YAYNESS! That girl is FINALLY gonna be in town on her actual birthday. For the past few years, she had been overseas having fun in the SNOW and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One part of our funny conversation was when she was rejecting our ideas on how to celebrate her birthday by asking “We’re best friends right? :D”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was silent for a while, and the first thing I said (softly) was, “Don’t know just now who ask “Is she your friend?” …”&lt;br /&gt;(During dinner I was saying I am afraid of being Cheryl’s client if she were to be a financial consultant, and Shuyan said that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She totally stunned for a few moments and started laughing ‘cause she GNTS!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love how I am able to take many more buses home, instead of just 76, together with Shuyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! Met the uncivilized AT on the train again this morning! Lucky train quite empty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-8101463037853756443?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/8101463037853756443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8101463037853756443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8101463037853756443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-friends.html' title='&quot;Best Friends&quot;'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-7668322341218390625</id><published>2011-04-11T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:16:06.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>Sigh. I hate taking public transport during peak hours. Worse, at the place I’m staying now, buses are so packed I am always found standing in front of the door, until it reaches Serangoon MRT. (Tai Keng is after Serangoon therefore no such woes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s train ride was the worst I had in months. Sometimes when this kind of thing happens to me, I can’t help but feel that this is the reason why people don’t like some ATs. Most are okay but some are so terribly rude and uncivilized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right at the entrance of the train when the train stopped at Kallang. Apparently is was packed until cannot pack anymore, and people outside couldn’t get in so they decided to wait for the train. Who knew, this AT exclaimed, “哇！(short pause) 挤咯！！！” and literally ‘jumped’ into the train ok!!! Dammit I was so pissed because I was one of the frontline victims of his fucked up jump. The very nice PRC diagonal of me tried to make space for me because he could see how the uncivilized AT was pushing me to the point of no return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up. See the difference between some nice PRCs compared to the others? Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Baby’s house (again) today because I needed to take a portrait against a blue background for my KTP. I was still very lost as to where to find a blue background… Then suddenly remembered his room is blue :) Lifesaver! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, need to cut my nails already. Longer than 5mm riaoz. Not that I abhor long nails but apparently one had chipped so might as well cut all :( I miss my bottles of nail polish hiding in the storage!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-7668322341218390625?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/7668322341218390625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/monday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/7668322341218390625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/7668322341218390625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-7060916900476622508</id><published>2011-04-09T23:31:00.042+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:15:16.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>ACPDESUGODLYOZQPOP</title><content type='html'>Woke up super early (even earlier than on work days) today just to go for Desuyo’s POP at the Floating Platform. MUST BE THANKFUL OK! Met up with Adele and Des’ father and aunt to go for the POP together. His dad was surprisingly un-hostile from what I hear and I think he’s quite friendly? Hm. After the POP he was very ganchiong to reach Desu’s side because Des’ aunt, Adele and I lost him halfway; he was walking too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adele already warned me beforehand that the sweat smell from the boys were gonna stink the area, and while climbing the stairs up to the seating area, we passed by the area where the hundreds of boys were stationed. WAH. The whiffs of sweat smell was mad unpleasant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuHOMPLgcMI/Tdp3Zmi3rHI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/5FLgPHXcCxQ/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuHOMPLgcMI/Tdp3Zmi3rHI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/5FLgPHXcCxQ/s640/IMG_0525.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGWC0KnLJWs/Tdp3Z3xrjnI/AAAAAAAAC5o/tNskUtHOkgI/s1600/IMG_0527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGWC0KnLJWs/Tdp3Z3xrjnI/AAAAAAAAC5o/tNskUtHOkgI/s640/IMG_0527.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Des' father and aunt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;Seated and watching the parade…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knQ4jhfTUgc/Tdp3rxnbHFI/AAAAAAAAC5w/LALrrrMoxjs/s1600/IMG_0528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knQ4jhfTUgc/Tdp3rxnbHFI/AAAAAAAAC5w/LALrrrMoxjs/s640/IMG_0528.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_hrv33jjh2M/Tdp3sTpE5LI/AAAAAAAAC54/3j3szi4hPNs/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_hrv33jjh2M/Tdp3sTpE5LI/AAAAAAAAC54/3j3szi4hPNs/s640/IMG_0529.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Te4CbWj-h8Q/Tdp3svdVCMI/AAAAAAAAC6A/Twb8pUd7mqY/s1600/IMG_0530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Te4CbWj-h8Q/Tdp3svdVCMI/AAAAAAAAC6A/Twb8pUd7mqY/s640/IMG_0530.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGhNsVnWVNc/Tdp3s7_h8mI/AAAAAAAAC6I/d2ry-4V6u90/s1600/IMG_0532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGhNsVnWVNc/Tdp3s7_h8mI/AAAAAAAAC6I/d2ry-4V6u90/s640/IMG_0532.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0OQ-8blpk4/Tdp3tWnXuKI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/piSvzR9hRkU/s1600/IMG_0533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0OQ-8blpk4/Tdp3tWnXuKI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/piSvzR9hRkU/s640/IMG_0533.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1mnWGkuhXw/Tdp34ZukAlI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/VNIDe4QYJJM/s1600/IMG_0534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1mnWGkuhXw/Tdp34ZukAlI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/VNIDe4QYJJM/s640/IMG_0534.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you spot Desu?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLO1znOxhZ0/Tdp34ki_3TI/AAAAAAAAC6g/q5gFNZo_FtA/s1600/IMG_0535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLO1znOxhZ0/Tdp34ki_3TI/AAAAAAAAC6g/q5gFNZo_FtA/s640/IMG_0535.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few people passed out during the speech and the family in front of us kept laughing and saying they very weak. So mean and rude! Adele and I were saying, imagine one of the guys who passed out was their son, haha! They also very inconsiderate to open their umbrella and blocked our view! ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YIRzidzkfK0/Tdp49rJQzSI/AAAAAAAAC7o/0Ioejb2I9lA/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YIRzidzkfK0/Tdp49rJQzSI/AAAAAAAAC7o/0Ioejb2I9lA/s640/IMG_0537.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some sort of performance from the just-liberated people&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwcHpUqaQ_M/Tdp4EdDUY-I/AAAAAAAAC6o/nDFsQyeqg_8/s1600/IMG_0538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwcHpUqaQ_M/Tdp4EdDUY-I/AAAAAAAAC6o/nDFsQyeqg_8/s640/IMG_0538.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, can you spot Desu?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rcvrr6rs1XY/Tdp4KaMtbdI/AAAAAAAAC64/ZNC9vZBvDTE/s1600/IMG_0539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rcvrr6rs1XY/Tdp4KaMtbdI/AAAAAAAAC64/ZNC9vZBvDTE/s640/IMG_0539.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! End of parade!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the field to look for Des and his dad was making his way through the crowd so very, very fast, that the three of us following behind lost him! Surprisingly the field doesn’t smell as bad as the stairway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07A0v1e5r9A/Tdp4eMrLPMI/AAAAAAAAC7A/H4Sz391vzBQ/s1600/IMG_0540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07A0v1e5r9A/Tdp4eMrLPMI/AAAAAAAAC7A/H4Sz391vzBQ/s640/IMG_0540.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojAbhqWmSK0/Tdp4eQ1vrKI/AAAAAAAAC7I/b8e_CBi12GY/s1600/IMG_0542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojAbhqWmSK0/Tdp4eQ1vrKI/AAAAAAAAC7I/b8e_CBi12GY/s640/IMG_0542.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKlkbUCIsVg/Tdp4e8PAjPI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/rb-k0Ji066s/s1600/IMG_0543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKlkbUCIsVg/Tdp4e8PAjPI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/rb-k0Ji066s/s640/IMG_0543.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmzf9v9NbYs/Tdp4fFAV8nI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/TePQ1jfZX9c/s1600/IMG_0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hmzf9v9NbYs/Tdp4fFAV8nI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/TePQ1jfZX9c/s640/IMG_0545.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pvkT7W3sMwQ/Tdp4fUY30BI/AAAAAAAAC7g/A1AG7O48KP0/s1600/IMG_0547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pvkT7W3sMwQ/Tdp4fUY30BI/AAAAAAAAC7g/A1AG7O48KP0/s640/IMG_0547.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Randomly thought of Uncle asking Des why he not attached!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkk anyway, went to find Baby after that and totally zonked out because of excessive sleep loss :( Met up with Adele and Des at Vivo at night and were walking around quite aimlesslyyyy. Des was hungry and I guess he was a little upset..We headed to Bugis to meet up with Glenn after that. All shops were closing at that time and we were lucky to find Empire State still taking last orders at Iluma!!! Dined and trained home together with Adele and Des.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zonked out right after my shower……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-7060916900476622508?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/7060916900476622508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/acpdesugodlyozqpop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/7060916900476622508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/7060916900476622508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/acpdesugodlyozqpop.html' title='ACPDESUGODLYOZQPOP'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuHOMPLgcMI/Tdp3Zmi3rHI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/5FLgPHXcCxQ/s72-c/IMG_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-3584776921776002632</id><published>2011-04-06T23:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:02:04.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happygirl'/><title type='text'>New Toy!</title><content type='html'>Saw this Japanese candy thingy pre-order on my sister’s friend’s blog shop and decided to try it! Got one for Shuyan for her belated birthday present, as well as for myself to play :p Was contemplating which to give her and decided to give the bento one because of the panda there. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4m52RNWipA/Tdp2tVFFHTI/AAAAAAAAC4g/qcTeEQjaMak/s1600/IMG_0416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4m52RNWipA/Tdp2tVFFHTI/AAAAAAAAC4g/qcTeEQjaMak/s400/IMG_0416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bF6kZQg3BKA/Tdp2tjktv5I/AAAAAAAAC4o/ud4l8njko7A/s1600/IMG_0421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bF6kZQg3BKA/Tdp2tjktv5I/AAAAAAAAC4o/ud4l8njko7A/s400/IMG_0421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJkJWh8st5Y/Tdp2t_CnriI/AAAAAAAAC4w/kzIKBRCmOFk/s1600/IMG_0423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJkJWh8st5Y/Tdp2t_CnriI/AAAAAAAAC4w/kzIKBRCmOFk/s400/IMG_0423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-po52zADjnjg/Tdp2uD3dzvI/AAAAAAAAC44/uhG0dC8HnzQ/s1600/IMG_0425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-po52zADjnjg/Tdp2uD3dzvI/AAAAAAAAC44/uhG0dC8HnzQ/s400/IMG_0425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-xdxX-o2w4/Tdp2uQP-lEI/AAAAAAAAC5A/PJ-oATC-Jxc/s1600/IMG_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-xdxX-o2w4/Tdp2uQP-lEI/AAAAAAAAC5A/PJ-oATC-Jxc/s400/IMG_0427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpWtHZ-U4Xo/Tdp21vZsLmI/AAAAAAAAC5I/J-yAQ03mDOQ/s1600/IMG_0429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpWtHZ-U4Xo/Tdp21vZsLmI/AAAAAAAAC5I/J-yAQ03mDOQ/s400/IMG_0429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv3UwDDz_74/Tdp215Y1CdI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/dejzo61izHw/s1600/IMG_0430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv3UwDDz_74/Tdp215Y1CdI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/dejzo61izHw/s400/IMG_0430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I only know how to make donuts??? LOL!! Too lazy to roll and knead all the candy nicely! Ended up we just popped the remaining candy into our mouths without shaping into cute desserts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-3584776921776002632?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/3584776921776002632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-toy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3584776921776002632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3584776921776002632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-toy.html' title='New Toy!'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4m52RNWipA/Tdp2tVFFHTI/AAAAAAAAC4g/qcTeEQjaMak/s72-c/IMG_0416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-2941823456379287110</id><published>2011-03-31T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:07:02.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossipgirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babytan'/><title type='text'>♥♥♥♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHHNch-EhFg/TdpObjNV_fI/AAAAAAAAC4I/1oxF690YJ7E/s1600/IMG_0568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHHNch-EhFg/TdpObjNV_fI/AAAAAAAAC4I/1oxF690YJ7E/s400/IMG_0568.JPG" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parfum from BB♥&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxmNQpLxWbk/TdpOcBpaVoI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/hkTuh2Hk5XU/s1600/IMG_0573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxmNQpLxWbk/TdpOcBpaVoI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/hkTuh2Hk5XU/s400/IMG_0573.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bracelet from BB♥&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vV1ptYxFQQ/TdpOceY9CYI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/l9cvigN9bYg/s1600/IMG_0569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vV1ptYxFQQ/TdpOceY9CYI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/l9cvigN9bYg/s400/IMG_0569.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From my girls &amp;amp; Cheryl's mom (actually my half mother, LOL! Cheryl's gonna kill me)! ♥&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-2941823456379287110?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/2941823456379287110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/2941823456379287110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/2941823456379287110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='♥♥♥♥♥♥'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHHNch-EhFg/TdpObjNV_fI/AAAAAAAAC4I/1oxF690YJ7E/s72-c/IMG_0568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-1739547523931846027</id><published>2011-03-30T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:12:20.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happygirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love4food'/><title type='text'>Temporary home</title><content type='html'>In case any ghosts are wondering where I’ve been, I’ve been still busy packing the past few days and finally moved over to Nouvelle Park yesterday! New home for the next 3 months or so! Shall swim like mad to lose weight lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New room consists of 3 wardrobes ;) Ex-master bedroom~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Happy Birthday to me! :) &amp;amp; my sister, Hebe, Gregory, whoever else….&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the wishes! …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with my supervisor and the girls only ‘cause his car couldn’t fit everyone. Bought myself SWIMMING GOGGLES to support my swimming regime during the time I am staying at Nouvelle Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Yovi and I founddddd? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zHhgq6mVk0/TZXyfsZx2MI/AAAAAAAAC3o/t4gGAK3n0qk/s1600/IMG_0309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zHhgq6mVk0/TZXyfsZx2MI/AAAAAAAAC3o/t4gGAK3n0qk/s640/IMG_0309.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SfbmyU6hJXI/TZXyfzbX47I/AAAAAAAAC3w/jBsjnH5q6HQ/s1600/IMG_0357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SfbmyU6hJXI/TZXyfzbX47I/AAAAAAAAC3w/jBsjnH5q6HQ/s640/IMG_0357.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! The banana milk I used to drink in Korea every time I saw any supermarts selling! Apparently they repackaged it into these small cartons, maybe for ease of air transport? The older packaging looks very fragile. I remember when we were in Korea last April, Cheryl and I wanted to &lt;i&gt;da bao&lt;/i&gt; some back but scared the drink will burst during the plane ride ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*** * ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Came home to a surprise cake my sister bought for Syl and I! To think this afternoon I was still upset with her because at 4pm, she sent me the first text of the day, only to tell me to call home if I'm not having dinner next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choco-banana cake from Awfully Chocolate, from the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJrrYbabg_s/TZXzxKqoWxI/AAAAAAAAC34/zwjNP8eYvUQ/s1600/IMG_0325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJrrYbabg_s/TZXzxKqoWxI/AAAAAAAAC34/zwjNP8eYvUQ/s640/IMG_0325.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit cake from Bengawan Solo from my sister. SUPER YUMZ! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju1BjKY3lfU/TZXzxRT0D4I/AAAAAAAAC4A/JgwdaLrrAXQ/s1600/IMG_0346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju1BjKY3lfU/TZXzxRT0D4I/AAAAAAAAC4A/JgwdaLrrAXQ/s640/IMG_0346.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah no pictures because Syl doesn't like her photos everywhere :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-1739547523931846027?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/1739547523931846027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/temporary-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1739547523931846027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1739547523931846027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/temporary-home.html' title='Temporary home'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zHhgq6mVk0/TZXyfsZx2MI/AAAAAAAAC3o/t4gGAK3n0qk/s72-c/IMG_0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-2793331312249689908</id><published>2011-03-22T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:11:50.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy mornings</title><content type='html'>I hate rainy mornings when I have to leave house and go somewhere. So wet, humid, muddy, and looks so gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3HO3mXpjsIQ/TYiVYkrkXNI/AAAAAAAAC2I/VBq0Npi3RgE/s1600/IMG_0286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3HO3mXpjsIQ/TYiVYkrkXNI/AAAAAAAAC2I/VBq0Npi3RgE/s640/IMG_0286.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FbSzGJA-wms/TYiVZCobi1I/AAAAAAAAC2Q/m5VvI5Zfeyk/s1600/IMG_0287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FbSzGJA-wms/TYiVZCobi1I/AAAAAAAAC2Q/m5VvI5Zfeyk/s640/IMG_0287.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I finally got my new development PC :) So brand new I was super tempted to just kapok home x) It's the one on the right by the way, the one on the left is the laopok THICKTOAST computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDZYQ1Lrer0/TYiYXZMlZUI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/4nYuzm_qAcU/s1600/IMG_0283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDZYQ1Lrer0/TYiYXZMlZUI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/4nYuzm_qAcU/s400/IMG_0283.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-2793331312249689908?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/2793331312249689908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/gloomy-mornings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/2793331312249689908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/2793331312249689908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/gloomy-mornings.html' title='Gloomy mornings'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3HO3mXpjsIQ/TYiVYkrkXNI/AAAAAAAAC2I/VBq0Npi3RgE/s72-c/IMG_0286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-210528628879213487</id><published>2011-03-21T21:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:11:28.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Bee-zzzy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OymoITTySms/TZXxiUAV7OI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/GG1dkVXtjoE/s1600/418px-The_Man_From_Nowhere-p3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OymoITTySms/TZXxiUAV7OI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/GG1dkVXtjoE/s640/418px-The_Man_From_Nowhere-p3.jpg" width="446px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0dOm8x0uDWQ/TZXxiTVqi3I/AAAAAAAAC3g/z7sH0pxey6w/s1600/418px-The_Man_From_Nowhere-p4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0dOm8x0uDWQ/TZXxiTVqi3I/AAAAAAAAC3g/z7sH0pxey6w/s640/418px-The_Man_From_Nowhere-p4.jpg" width="446px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a late night movie with Bb some time back! &lt;i&gt;The Man From Nowhere&lt;/i&gt; is uber nice! Omg my ex-husband whom I regretted divorcing LOL! He like never really grow a lot older. Botox?! But anyway I think Won Bin is still as handsome as 10 years ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, I spent my Sundays at home doing packing. The relief is that my aunt came to help out and we managed to pack those winter clothings etcetcetc into the cardboard boxes that were laying around. My house has really become darn messy and dirty but no pictures because, I forgot. And the movers came today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to give away lots of clothing because must take the chance to clear my wardrobe! Kept the more versatile and casual pieces and gave away OOFashion ones. CAN’T WAIT FOR MY NEW WARDROBE! &lt;b&gt;Mine!&lt;/b&gt; Hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretly can’t wait to move out asap because that way, renovation work will start earlier, and we can move back to the new house before I start school! Plsplspls let it be ready by early July…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was washing clothes some evening back, I came across a horrendous sight! You know usually you soak your clothes in a large pail of water and then wash clothes etc and pour the water away right? People usually face the sewage hole and pour the water towards it, but I lazy, so just grab the pail and pour it out, in the exact opposite direction, towards the inner corners of the wash clothes area, under the plastic rack and concrete slab we used to put washing board, pails, detergent, clothes brush etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that instant, wahlau, instant REGRET!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still foolishly standing in the wash area, looking at what was flowing out. OMG. 一粒一粒黑黑灰灰的 RAT SHIT CAME FLOWING OUT WITH THE WATER. Immediately stepped out manz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still did not know what they were until I made such a ruckus that my grandma asked me what happened. I even thought they were cockroach or some bug eggs or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even more childishly, I felt so disgusted that I…. used the water hose to “chase” those shit back to where they came from.. And I felt so guilty… I hope Kevin comes to clean them up or something :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. Next time don’t want live in landed property already, so dangerous please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-210528628879213487?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/210528628879213487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-bee-zzzy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/210528628879213487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/210528628879213487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-bee-zzzy-weekend.html' title='Another Bee-zzzy Weekend'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OymoITTySms/TZXxiUAV7OI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/GG1dkVXtjoE/s72-c/418px-The_Man_From_Nowhere-p3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-4087971962205833483</id><published>2011-03-16T22:01:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:10:36.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna be on the move...</title><content type='html'>…soon! Actually, it’s the whole house on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE’RE FINALLY RENOVATING THIS FEW-DECADES-OLD HOUSE! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they’re going to extend the rooms outwards towards the balcony, so there’s more room space! It sounds quite yummy actually, because I’ll finally stop sharing a wardrobe with my sister. OMGZ, imagine the abundant space I’ll have! Okay, maybe not. More space means can buy more clothes ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, packed less than half my stuff last night until about 11pm then I went to bathe, and had to sleep because there’s work today! Lookit the used-to-be packed shelves, so blank now! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oB6gJ3rDHTI/TYiWLuRA6CI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/MrzLPpMxQ98/s1600/IMG_0259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oB6gJ3rDHTI/TYiWLuRA6CI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/MrzLPpMxQ98/s640/IMG_0259.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I really buy too many clothes until no space to squeeze into the wardrobe. End up I throw under the study table, and my sisters kept complaining about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PDuj5B8xSCI/TYiWSfax08I/AAAAAAAAC2g/5jsJdZ2L4FI/s1600/IMG_0246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PDuj5B8xSCI/TYiWSfax08I/AAAAAAAAC2g/5jsJdZ2L4FI/s640/IMG_0246.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh! Had to pack the CDs and albums I own, as well as the PLAY magazines I collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“To throw or not to throw?”&lt;/i&gt; That, is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up I threw away a few of my FLH posters which I painstakingly collected ;( But miraculously I refused to throw away that one NEWS poster I bought from Comics Connection! Anyway, I think the FLH posters knew that I was gonna throw them away, because while folding one of them, I WAS CUT. Pang sai lah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found something alluring and seductive from my childhood days ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0otoWBQzj4/TYiWluLN3_I/AAAAAAAAC2o/qiEPcBF6bck/s1600/IMG_0266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0otoWBQzj4/TYiWluLN3_I/AAAAAAAAC2o/qiEPcBF6bck/s640/IMG_0266.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did more packing after I reached home after getting boxes at Daiso today, and slept at 12 &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messyyyyyyyy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkQvXNjtutw/TYiXEvUmu1I/AAAAAAAAC2w/27ZI7N2D-VU/s1600/IMG_0258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkQvXNjtutw/TYiXEvUmu1I/AAAAAAAAC2w/27ZI7N2D-VU/s640/IMG_0258.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSI9t7ntM7E/TYiXEzQLvjI/AAAAAAAAC24/3qJjFpbms1A/s1600/IMG_0281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSI9t7ntM7E/TYiXEzQLvjI/AAAAAAAAC24/3qJjFpbms1A/s640/IMG_0281.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vptflBn6zuI/TYiXFS8TuoI/AAAAAAAAC3A/PoCfAHD7i-M/s1600/IMG_0257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vptflBn6zuI/TYiXFS8TuoI/AAAAAAAAC3A/PoCfAHD7i-M/s640/IMG_0257.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPHg2aC9m0A/TYiXjlopFtI/AAAAAAAAC3I/xAEy0LAIJ74/s1600/IMG_0271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPHg2aC9m0A/TYiXjlopFtI/AAAAAAAAC3I/xAEy0LAIJ74/s640/IMG_0271.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-4087971962205833483?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/4087971962205833483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-gonna-be-on-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4087971962205833483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/4087971962205833483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-gonna-be-on-move.html' title='I&apos;m gonna be on the move...'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oB6gJ3rDHTI/TYiWLuRA6CI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/MrzLPpMxQ98/s72-c/IMG_0259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-8963963714174669438</id><published>2011-03-13T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T03:22:42.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romancing in the Digital Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(Taken from Terence's blog, by Ashton Kutcher)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached, in which I say to Natalie Portman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you miss me. you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we exchange numbers but text instead of calling because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear 2 care, but not 2 much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. there is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. in some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: You are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored. Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see. But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal and deliberate means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most important, it’s flawed There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-8963963714174669438?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/8963963714174669438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/romancing-in-digital-age.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8963963714174669438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8963963714174669438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/romancing-in-digital-age.html' title='Romancing in the Digital Age'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-1752179762549870078</id><published>2011-03-12T23:34:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:09:57.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossipgirls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Von'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><title type='text'>Von's + Meet-up with girls</title><content type='html'>Hooooh! Finally done with uploading photos into my laptop, and tagging my friends on Facebook. Totally postdated photos omg. No wonder so many of them tells me "Jac, you bring camera no use one. Also never upload." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://zoeraymond.com/"&gt;Zoe's blog&lt;/a&gt; and was tempted to go try her hairdresser out. So I made an appointment with Von for&amp;nbsp;this morning and the haircut took like 1.5hrs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Von&amp;nbsp;said my hair was very thick, and there were many "holes" due to the layering of hair using "teeth" scissors, and that it was CUI. LOL! And I agree it actually looks very ugly, but other hairdressers I go to don't usually tell me that sort of stuff. They just ask how do I want to cut my hair, and just go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But Von's good! Haha! He's really a good recommendation, and like Zoe says, he won't allow a customer to (do something to) his/her hair if he finds it inappropriate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then anyway, my hair looks find now, and my sister said it was neater :D YAY SUPERHERO! I just need to grow my hair again because Von had to cut it short in order to balance out those "holes" ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, no pictures btw lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a proper meet-up with the girls, but I was super underdressed lah! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They caught Gnomeo and Juliet while I was having my haircut, so I met them at Nihon Mura @ Cine! The &lt;i&gt;nabeyaki&lt;/i&gt; udon I had was great! Love the sweet taste of the soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual we caught up with each other's lives (I think I'm the most lag one now. Everybody's studying except me!) and did retarded things together? 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Work is really too tiring to go out, have fun, much less blogging. Most important factor is that I have no social life! AND NOBODY READS MY BLOG ANYMORE! LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyy, past two weekends have been good because BB was studying for his exams and can't meet me! Haha! Not to say I'm very happy that we couldn't meet, but at least I had extra time to meet up and catch up with some of my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A meet-up with Onnie last Saturday led on to a random meet-up with Jon Zee, Jiyong and Han Sheng as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DstwZDEwQc/TXu74prX_MI/AAAAAAAACzQ/0NoIjCbyinY/s1600/189019_10150113728591193_596526192_6930458_1190995_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DstwZDEwQc/TXu74prX_MI/AAAAAAAACzQ/0NoIjCbyinY/s640/189019_10150113728591193_596526192_6930458_1190995_n.jpg" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan booked a chalet at Coasta Sands Pasir Ris to celebrate his 21st birthday and invited some of us to go. But before that, I met up with Glenn and Des to research on my new camera, and tadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofvJmB4OAQg/TXu8F9pRJjI/AAAAAAAACzY/eq8rxbhxx-A/s1600/IMG_5445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofvJmB4OAQg/TXu8F9pRJjI/AAAAAAAACzY/eq8rxbhxx-A/s640/IMG_5445.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Officially my new cameo S95! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay actually I'm still researching on how to put the camera to full use so don't think I'm using it properly anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Empire State before going down to Pasir Ris to meet up with the rest. Went to slack at Glenn's house because we needed a car. I needed a car. To go home and get my stuff, LOL! And as always, his mother's aura cannot be defeated... And as usual, spammed Glenn's phone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a shock when I arrived at the chalet because all I see were guys (they were doing photo taking)! At that moment I was like "Oh. FML." until I saw Rui Lynn appear from behind the boys! Really a bit like my angel, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the (mid)night, met up with BB &amp;amp; his friends to go prawning! V shiok because we caught 50 prawns thereabouts :D YUMZ! But eat too much really a bit nauseating. No pictures because hands dirty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only momento from that night was this handphone strap thingy Isaac's mother made for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSryb7j1DBs/TXu8SM8sh3I/AAAAAAAACzg/nByNtVd89PE/s1600/IMG_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSryb7j1DBs/TXu8SM8sh3I/AAAAAAAACzg/nByNtVd89PE/s640/IMG_0032.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love it! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-1122833531513235281?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/1122833531513235281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/blogging-actively.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1122833531513235281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1122833531513235281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/blogging-actively.html' title='Blogging actively?'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DstwZDEwQc/TXu74prX_MI/AAAAAAAACzQ/0NoIjCbyinY/s72-c/189019_10150113728591193_596526192_6930458_1190995_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-2942272592999864706</id><published>2011-03-04T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T03:33:20.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog!</title><content type='html'>Have not been blogging for more than 2 months, and the first thing I did was to shift my blog! Okay, not literally a new blog. Just shifted to a new blog with the same URL address still, minus all my old blog posts. Time to save them up somewhere to hide the vulgar me. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riiiight. Life these days have been work work and more work. Albeit it's a little boring now, but I already did 4 hours OT in two months! Which I think is not bad? Hm. On the bad side, have not been talking to my girls recently. Cheryl's been bugging me to get an iPhone so I could WhatsApp with them but I need a sponsor, and my sponsor told me to wait for iPhone 5! But I desperately need a smartphone now, amidst my busy, unsociable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, shall do a proper update soon. Goodnight y'all! I'm super duper tired! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-2942272592999864706?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/2942272592999864706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/2942272592999864706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/2942272592999864706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-blog.html' title='New blog!'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-8962164485907466247</id><published>2010-11-15T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:57:55.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from the heart'/><title type='text'>I might write to you someday, (7)</title><content type='html'>Actually, Letter 7 was meant to be written to an ex-boyfr/girlfr/love/crush. Upon thoughtful consideration, I decided to write it to an ex-CRUSH.&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry B, you are gonna be soooo disappointed. HAHAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Letter 7 — Your Ex-crush&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear g0d,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember how we met... (so melodrama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one fateful Sports Day when I was in Sec2, doing Red Cross duty. You were one of the runners for the 100m dash, if I'm not wrong? I don't know if you thought it was cool or what, YOU RAN WITHOUT SHOES OR SOCKS ON ON THE BURNING TRACKS. Naturally, you somehow burnt your underfeet and the skin on both feet jitao PEELED OUT + BLOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh that was crazy okay. The first time I saw your feet I totally felt v disturbed because it was really a vvvv disgusting sight T_T They were so bad that the ambulance had to come give you some sort of more proper first aid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo fanning and talking to you &lt;em&gt;(PART OF MY JOB OK, not flirting LOL)&lt;/em&gt;, somehow got to know you lah hahahahaha. &lt;em&gt;(Shitz gonna get disturbed about this post)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of Jiale, this became an open crush fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. So diulian max when she wtf shouted "______! Got someone like you!" in the school canteen during recess time!!! I was so embarrassed I went to hide in the girls' toilet because I knew Jiale was bringing you around looking for me MYGAWDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;щ(ﾟДﾟщ)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bell rang; just when I thought it was safe and went back to class, wtf Jiale brought the bunch of you all up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;щ(ﾟДﾟщ) &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;FML!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was so embarrassed I CRIED. &lt;em&gt;(Yes, I cried. HAHA. VVV DIULIAN MAX OKAY! Imagine somebody did that to you!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then at that time I think you v cool because you went asking my classmates for tissue paper for me and stuffed it in my hand. LOL!! &lt;em&gt;(Cannot help umchio-ing now LOL!)&lt;/em&gt; Then you also coolly wrote down your phone number on a piece of receipt and gave me. HAHAHA at that time freaking shuang 'cause I never ask from you, but vvv paiseh also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how we became friends! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you (as a friend) for how you never purposely try to avoid me and still maintain a NORMAL friendship with me instead of like some people flirt around and such. &lt;em&gt;(HE STILL INTRO ME TO THE GIRL HE LIKED AT THAT TIME LOH! So sad can that time!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is, you still rmbr to wish me 'Happy Birthday' EVERY YEAR with a super duper long sms leh! I thought maybe like will be a come-and-go person but who knows! HAHA! That's why this sms of yours I appreciate a lot! Because like never always talk but you still rmbr me kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Most of my secondary school friends have alrdy stopped wishing me personally :( SO SAD. Facebook bday wish not counted hor)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I thank you a lot for this friendship. Just wanna tell you I appreciate it a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jacquelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(knn suddenly rmbr last time he always type my full name out, so 不习惯! LOL!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OHMYGAWD. This is the longest letter I wrote because it was narrating a story. HAHAHA. Part of my growing up, so must share to all my secret admirers out there! HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know many of you might already be laughing at the name 'g0d', especially at the 'zer0' used, that I used to call him but whtvr, it's a good memory so I am happy to laugh tgt w you guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally still rmbr how Koh Wei Jie (yes, KOH, the one in our History group) used to read my old blog (then Final Fantasy-themed) and laugh at all my 'g0d's back then. He would never fail to talk to me about the 'zer0' in the blog entries whenever a new entry with 'g0d' was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah I am actually laughing at my own stupidity back then, right now. Nothing to do so decided to write letter can or not? Hehe goodnight earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S/ Hiiii dicksontan dunch anyhow think okay? HAHAHA. Just a random post! Don't use this to attack me. Muacks! LOL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-8962164485907466247?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/8962164485907466247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-might-write-to-you-someday-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8962164485907466247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8962164485907466247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-might-write-to-you-someday-7.html' title='I might write to you someday, (7)'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-8799260224893471832</id><published>2010-10-31T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:57:42.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from the heart'/><title type='text'>I might write to you someday, (6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letter 6 - A stranger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Stranger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to be the taxi driver who drives me to TMFT tomorrow, please don't be late.&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to be the person who sits beside me in the ferry tomorrow, please be as pleasant as the kind auntie who offered me her food during my last trip back.&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to be some malay Indon who's gonna so stupid stunts, please go as far away as possible.&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to be my future close friend, please appear soon so I can have more friends and start being sociable.&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to be my future child, please be as handsome or pretty as you can be (please don't be annoying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dear stranger, whoever you are, please be nice to me. I am a very pitiful young girl who is in lack of human relations and social ability. Please be my friend, please don't judge me just because I'm quiet and have nothing much to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you in advance :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-8799260224893471832?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/8799260224893471832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-might-write-to-you-someday-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8799260224893471832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8799260224893471832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-might-write-to-you-someday-6.html' title='I might write to you someday, (6)'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-8868024297711606086</id><published>2010-09-05T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:57:29.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from the heart'/><title type='text'>I might write to you someday, (5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letter 5 - Your dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dream(s),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea who or what you are. Could you please tell me? Let me know? Because I'm so so lost at looking for you, I have no idea what to do anymore. Even so, I'll still continue looking for you, in hopes of finding something that makes me happy. I love you, so please love me too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Jacq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-8868024297711606086?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/8868024297711606086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-might-write-to-you-someday-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8868024297711606086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8868024297711606086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-might-write-to-you-someday-5.html' title='I might write to you someday, (5)'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-1213242123568834506</id><published>2010-07-25T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:57:17.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from the heart'/><title type='text'>I might write to you someday, (4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letter 4 - Your sibling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sisters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always buying food to stock up at home, and eating them with me, especially when I cannot finish them hahahaha. I like when we always chit chat and gossip during lights out, before everybody falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember we used to quarrel and fight like mad but now things are goooood. Maybe because we have common enemies. I hope our dream of our families living together under one big roof comes true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your DA JIE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-1213242123568834506?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/1213242123568834506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-might-write-to-you-someday-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1213242123568834506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/1213242123568834506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-might-write-to-you-someday-4.html' title='I might write to you someday, (4)'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-3393652793634765387</id><published>2010-07-13T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:57:07.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from the heart'/><title type='text'>I might write to you someday, (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letter 3 - Your parents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for working so hard to pay for our studies and expenses over here even though you weren't physically there. All that talk about future and such, they were useful, but at the same time draining me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be truthful, when you miss called me yesterday, I was hesitating whether to call back or not. Because I was afraid you would lecture me again, and make me cry. But to my surprise, all you did was ask about my current situation, and tell me to look for other alternatives, instead of the usual scoldings I'd receive. For that, I am thankful. Please understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I haven't been a good daughter, and I can't say I am able to forgive you for what you've done, but at least I do know that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for standing by us all these while, even when you're so far away. You never failed to check in on us, worry for us, and come visit us. Even though you have limitations of your own, you were never selfish with your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I love you more than words can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-3393652793634765387?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/3393652793634765387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-might-write-to-you-someday-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3393652793634765387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/3393652793634765387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-might-write-to-you-someday-3.html' title='I might write to you someday, (3)'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-8877655366923699625</id><published>2010-07-10T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:56:48.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from the heart'/><title type='text'>I might write to you someday, (2)</title><content type='html'>Hehe, I've got no crush because I have dicksontan now! That was ex-crush, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Letter 2 - Your &lt;s&gt;crush&lt;/s&gt; boyfriend&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6 months of togetherness hehehe. Even Jason (Siow) also said "Wah so fast ar". Goes to show these 6 months passed very fast! Yayness! Thanks for everything, the effort you put into to (try) quitting smoking, writing letters, making cards, etc etc. So much to say, but, too public, hahahaha. I love you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I hope Kianwee finds a girlf soon so we can finally go to the zoo/night safari LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;IthinkisTan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-8877655366923699625?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/8877655366923699625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-might-write-to-you-someday-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8877655366923699625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8877655366923699625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-might-write-to-you-someday-2.html' title='I might write to you someday, (2)'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6338257266675280952.post-8959590531900118856</id><published>2010-07-07T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:56:33.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter from the heart'/><title type='text'>I might write to you someday, (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Letter 1 - Your best friend&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cheryl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's quite ironic how we didn't use to talk (as in literally NEVER talk) to what we are now. It seems just like yesterday when school just started, when we just saw each other for the first time. But man, time passed so fast, and it had already been more than 6 six years of knowing each other. Good, let's keep this up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things I want to tell you, but I don't know where to start. I guess the biggest portion would be made up of "thank you(s)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;➜ Thank you for always being there for me, to give me advices, providing a shoulder to cry on. LOL. Memories of those days I cried on your shoulders umpteen times suddenly flashed back. SERIOUSLY. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;➜ Thank you for listening to all my sad stories and complains but yet never tell me to stop because you're irritated. Although I know that sometimes confirm will irritated one, when people keep !@$%^ LOL. Don't worry, next time won't so irritating already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;➜ Thank you for not being angry with me for (actually I don't really know what) things I've done and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;➜ Thank God we always made up after arguing/being unhappy with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, thank you for being my friend, and standing by me hehehehe. We went through so many things together lor. Study shits, exams, friendship problems, unreasonable people, family problems, crushes in and out, relationship failure, etc etc. I know how much I can count on you whenever I need somebody to be there. So don't worry, I will be here for you too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna tell you how much I love and appreciate you because I can't really put what I am feeling now into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we are all growing up, moving into different directions, and don't really have much spare time to meet up with the rest, we will still make time for each other right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can all be successful, and our dreams and goals achieved, marry good men and have happy families! But first, YOU MUST LEARN HOW TO COOK PROPERLY (even though I know you know some simple dishes, but still, PRO-PER-LY, hahahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Alex,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am so happy to have known a buddy like you. Hehehe. I like how you always made an effort to accompany me, to help me carry my things, and crack lame jokes to make me laugh. Thanks for your multiple attempts to cheer me up whenever I am upset, and for all your little treats and candy and everything else. I still keep your letters and birthday card you know! Sucha good friend right teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take good care of the penguin and lion (I SAW IT HANGING ON CLOTHES PEGS ON YOUR WINDOW GRILL?!!!) we gave you. I don't know what else to say, just wanna tell you I've been really lucky to have known you :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still owe me an ice-cream and a movie treat! Don't forget ah! I will remind you!!!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxluv :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6338257266675280952-8959590531900118856?l=shadowpynk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/feeds/8959590531900118856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-might-write-to-you-someday-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8959590531900118856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6338257266675280952/posts/default/8959590531900118856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowpynk.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-might-write-to-you-someday-1.html' title='I might write to you someday, (1)'/><author><name>Jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05371318709245678596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
