<?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-7690786</id><updated>2011-08-15T00:34:01.762+08:00</updated><category term='I want hp'/><title type='text'>JESUS LUVS U :D</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my blog. You can leave comments on it but PLEASE state ur name. Vulgarities are not welcomed. I only appreciate true and sincere comments. No crap pls.
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THIS IS UNFAIR"&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i deserved it. i really don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;i make peace with people&lt;br /&gt;i'm always the one who give in&lt;br /&gt;so much so, i wonder if there is just anyone who actually stands by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try being screamed at, scolded or told off for minor things&lt;br /&gt;and having to say i'm sorry first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when my work is copied&lt;br /&gt;so in-my-face-ly&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much lke slapping the person&lt;br /&gt;or say, "give the credits to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's just fair, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life doesn't work things out for me like this all the time&lt;br /&gt;at times i feel as though i cannot afford to make a single mistake&lt;br /&gt;for every mistake made causes me another consequence&lt;br /&gt;and it's always a huge one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously don't get life&lt;br /&gt;and i never will&lt;br /&gt;it's really awful to knw your arm is still hurting at this moment&lt;br /&gt;while things are going on&lt;br /&gt;things at work, things out of work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ranting, maybe i'll feel better and just move on with life&lt;br /&gt;jo asked me why i feel motivated to come early even after shit happens&lt;br /&gt;and in my heart, my answer was it's because i'm used to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the definition of joy&lt;br /&gt;or the meaning of recognition&lt;br /&gt;being creative is one thing&lt;br /&gt;being noticed is another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be good&lt;br /&gt;i know it will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1621035295174838024?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-6949331999554018741</id><published>2010-11-08T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:50:39.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>escapade</title><content type='html'>some words are like a slap on the face&lt;br /&gt;shit happens. all the time&lt;br /&gt;one after another, i ask myself, when will all these end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember her prayers for me&lt;br /&gt;for me to have a good sleep&lt;br /&gt;but i reckon&lt;br /&gt;tonight's gonna be a long night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot when did it began&lt;br /&gt;that whenever there's a conflict&lt;br /&gt;no matter between who, no matter regardless what&lt;br /&gt;i swallow it in and just take things as it is&lt;br /&gt;it's always me. about me. bad me. me change. change me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to fight back&lt;br /&gt;i hate to reason out&lt;br /&gt;and that's why slowly, i hate to say my inner most feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for awhile i need to escape&lt;br /&gt;for awhile i need some air&lt;br /&gt;the load's too heavy for me to carry on&lt;br /&gt;it slows me down to find me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put on a new hat of optimism&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's a new chapter&lt;br /&gt;let worries be bygones&lt;br /&gt;and tear stained shirts be memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;because i learn to listen&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the sun rays that waketh me from thy sleep shall marketh the commencement of moving forth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight cyber world&lt;br /&gt;u hear me well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;yours truly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-6949331999554018741?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-8542783477166976149</id><published>2010-10-10T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:22:20.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fracture</title><content type='html'>They say there is a season for everything&lt;br /&gt;I think there is a season for break ups&lt;br /&gt;for I feel it's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within 2 weeks, i saw 3 couples broke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's just sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's true we don't have to 'reserve' that special place for the guy we fancy&lt;br /&gt;for love doesn't come knocking on your door like a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;it intrudes unknowingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times we hold special desires in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;hoping the guy we like to just like us back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of loving someone 100%&lt;br /&gt;i rather find someone who loves me 100%&lt;br /&gt;and i 99%&lt;br /&gt;it's selfish i know&lt;br /&gt;but being a lady, there are much more to lose than the man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i fractured my arm&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if it's bad&lt;br /&gt;but the doc says it's a rare fracture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arm seemed more painful these days&lt;br /&gt;but i know it will get better&lt;br /&gt;within a short 4 day getaway to redang,&lt;br /&gt;i feel that my life restarted back to 4 months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed a job,&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of free time now&lt;br /&gt;i realise stuff in regards to love&lt;br /&gt;i am determined to change my lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;i lost and is slowly regaining confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that very point when i needed someone and no one was around,i understood fear and loneliness&lt;br /&gt;it's no joke getting injured in malaysia with people whom you know but... not totally that close to&lt;br /&gt;the realisation of the fracture was also shocking&lt;br /&gt;and the inconvenience thereafter... i totally don't know how to explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a 'fast-fast' person. i hate inconvenience, i hate to be slow&lt;br /&gt;this fracture ain't helping at all.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i can't rely on people to help me do things&lt;br /&gt;like buckling my jeans and bra, i just have to bear with the pain and find a way to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a note to myself: IF my other half were to experience a fracture or dislocation. i will definitely show LOTS of care even through my busy schedule. for nothing beats the well-being of my other half.&lt;br /&gt;for i understand what it's like to be 'forsaken' and i know it will hurt my other half deeply for a long time if i just carried on with my never-ending work. there &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; be a sense of rejection (like seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my arm is getting better. much better. i will not forget the nasty redang doc who asked for 150RM consultation fees. he didn't even know it was a fracture and forced me to do IMPOSSIBLE stunts, claiming my threshold for pain is just low. you be glad i didn't slap the a&amp;e records into your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, tomorrow is another beautiful Monday.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope this week gets better and I wanna forget nasty memories and restart my life 4 months back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8542783477166976149?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8542783477166976149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=8542783477166976149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;the moon light too bright in the night sky&lt;br /&gt;and the sound of unending thoughts whizzing in my head too loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;i prefer to be nonchalent and delusional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to live in my strawberry world&lt;br /&gt;i hate reality&lt;br /&gt;for it's like a needle&lt;br /&gt;that bursts the bubble i confine myself to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently developed liking towards black and white.&lt;br /&gt;just black and white&lt;br /&gt;and grey is a colour i learn to detest&lt;br /&gt;for it always an area that is hard to define&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am like summer breeze. i am loved for a moment and i stay for that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-227083478847972115?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-8240930609022555527</id><published>2010-08-29T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:27:03.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>understatement</title><content type='html'>they say "don't judge a book by its cover"&lt;br /&gt;indeed&lt;br /&gt;OH MY BRAINS!!&lt;br /&gt;nerd was an understatement. but still, bad impression. uh-uh. no room for negotiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neeways, i am dreaming of linguine with lots of garlic, fat slab of salmon belly and bruschetta.&lt;br /&gt;if u ask me what makes the world go round?&lt;br /&gt;i say, food. it makes one round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food has a thing with me. especially rich flavours of meat, whole grain bread, cheese and desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's little reannie's bday celebration. heading down with dude and the art teachers. i quite like the thought of working at the same area with dude n sy. it's exhilarating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogay, ogay. i need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;my tummy rumbles for pasta. i shall satisfy that craving soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with my hair today.&lt;br /&gt;it's AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8240930609022555527?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8240930609022555527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=8240930609022555527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8240930609022555527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8240930609022555527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/08/understatement.html' title='understatement'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-2327441548455908175</id><published>2010-08-20T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:00:24.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue</title><content type='html'>i am still at home, stuck to my chair&lt;br /&gt;i dun wish to leave, change and get going&lt;br /&gt;but i know i have to&lt;br /&gt;soon&lt;br /&gt;like real soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotions like roller coaster,&lt;br /&gt;adversely affected from the wild thoughts and my creative juices&lt;br /&gt;can't help but think of my job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions fill my head&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how long would i really stay here&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i am unhappy&lt;br /&gt;it's just a feeling of... swimming in a direction you don't know is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like living a life as though you are walking on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;you don't know which piece is gonna cut you real hard&lt;br /&gt;the small pieces that you fail to notice&lt;br /&gt;or the big ones that you had preamp against and yet somehow it cuts you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain is a real thing&lt;br /&gt;it isn't just an intangible thing your eye can't see&lt;br /&gt;it's a tangible feeling that cause much distraught, emotional turbulence and mental fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow's now bigger and taller&lt;br /&gt;stronger and barks louder&lt;br /&gt;he understands 'sit' 'jump' and yet to learn 'shake hands' and 'roll over'&lt;br /&gt;he howls at the sound of music, and his fave genre - pop instrumental&lt;br /&gt;he sure knows music uh.&lt;br /&gt;and and and, he loves to play &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;snatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it is the failed version of catch)&lt;br /&gt;imagine throwing the ball and he runs back to you. and you have to try to pull the thing outta his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;if you suceed, you win&lt;br /&gt;if you don't, happy snow goes off with his new found toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time for me to REALLY go off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-2327441548455908175?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2327441548455908175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=2327441548455908175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2327441548455908175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2327441548455908175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/08/overdue.html' title='overdue'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5621997982009465817</id><published>2010-07-14T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:10:04.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>can't think of a good title for this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i had been busier than usual.&lt;br /&gt;i like being busy&lt;br /&gt;but i don't like being tooo busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise, if i were to have a bf/ hubby that is constantly very free, i will feel uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. feeling a little tired now. coffee apparently works differently for me. i have it before my sleep and it makes me feel tired and strengthens my desire for rest. weirdly enough, it is my "comfort food" before bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a strange day. it felt short but long. anyway, i'm gaga over the happy meal toys at Mac. I've got half the collection and i am pretty satisfied with having 3. hee.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for next month to come. i can't wait to have a day or 2 off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.my mind is filled with new layouts and floor plans.&lt;br /&gt;gonna rest.&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5621997982009465817?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5621997982009465817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5621997982009465817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5621997982009465817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5621997982009465817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-308045415213172592</id><published>2010-06-22T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T01:07:59.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama of mind</title><content type='html'>i feel placed in a time, in a place whereby i need much strength&lt;br /&gt;i never like to verbalise my emotions&lt;br /&gt;say out what i m gg through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy being the good kid&lt;br /&gt;trying to be understanding, trying to be patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy to remain calm&lt;br /&gt;when things are turned nasty against you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my faults have found me no good&lt;br /&gt;i feel instigated by people whom i trust but probably not vice versa&lt;br /&gt;the desire in me adds burden to my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;slowly, i feel a little heavy on the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the feeling is stress with helpless depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i will get over it&lt;br /&gt;i just need to swallow and move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get jealous that snow can wake up each morning, not worrying about anythg. it's such a surreal feeling for me to have that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know tmr i will wake up with a smile and praise on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-308045415213172592?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/308045415213172592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=308045415213172592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/308045415213172592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/308045415213172592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/06/drama-of-mind.html' title='drama of mind'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3440324886066342513</id><published>2010-06-21T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:51:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday ain't fun-day</title><content type='html'>today's just NOT my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning started with drama from my parents&lt;br /&gt;i slept my afternn away instead  of going out (there goes my weekend)&lt;br /&gt;i was instigated JUST now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought past isn't the focus. the present, the future is.&lt;br /&gt;at times, towards certain issues, i sealed my lips. i try not to get angry. but it seems like when things that are hidden in the past are revealed, the feeling is just nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ what is it like to be friends with someone who once had liking for u and still remain v close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3440324886066342513?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3440324886066342513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3440324886066342513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3440324886066342513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3440324886066342513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-aint-fun-day.html' title='sunday ain&apos;t fun-day'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1816596633898937286</id><published>2010-06-20T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:09:22.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charcoal</title><content type='html'>interior designing is actually fun but tiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are constantly new things to learn, new skills to acquire, new ideas to pick up from, new restrictions to follow, new people to meet up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i enjoy what i'm doing at least. and i do hope i can enjoy my work even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i shall meet the girls for movie.&lt;br /&gt;have not been watching movies lately, except for the last song. by miley. it was okay. not a great plot but i like the setting and having an ordinary light hearted movie once in awhile feels great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a new pup husky. it was formerly called snow, i changed his name to charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm still thinking of a name tt best suits him.&lt;br /&gt;he's a little baby. just 1 month plus. whines like a baby and he still drinks milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/TB2wCFSvk5I/AAAAAAAAA-s/S-LOhHT-c4I/s1600/Photo-0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/TB2wCFSvk5I/AAAAAAAAA-s/S-LOhHT-c4I/s320/Photo-0389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484733471034151826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/TB2wBdM99lI/AAAAAAAAA-k/CQvNXuhFPSY/s1600/Photo-0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/TB2wBdM99lI/AAAAAAAAA-k/CQvNXuhFPSY/s320/Photo-0388.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484733460272510546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking of getting a bb.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;ok. gadgets aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling moody today.&lt;br /&gt;it's a mouldy day.&lt;br /&gt;cause it turned bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1816596633898937286?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/TB2wCFSvk5I/AAAAAAAAA-s/S-LOhHT-c4I/s72-c/Photo-0389.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3729468304025638412</id><published>2010-05-28T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T01:27:15.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new job</title><content type='html'>the new phase of my life is just busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being an interior designer is no easy feat.&lt;br /&gt;i realise i need skills and knowledge of almost every aspect. it's more than just a good design, more than just creativity.&lt;br /&gt;it includes knowledge of the latest materials, lighting knowledge, knowledge on how ceiling works, rules and regulations of condos or HDB, safety issues, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have alot to learn&lt;br /&gt;even if it's 1 year into this line, you can still be a greenhorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is 1 day tour and chomp chomp&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3729468304025638412?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3729468304025638412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3729468304025638412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3729468304025638412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3729468304025638412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-job.html' title='new job'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5033151816283998688</id><published>2010-05-20T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T22:30:33.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great 2nd hand car deal</title><content type='html'>i am currently obsessed about the thought of having my own car&lt;br /&gt;have been having thoughts of getting a good 2nd hand car after i realise depreciation of cars are about 7.5 to 8k per year. ($7500-$8000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a GREAT lobang. shall save for one!&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone wanna buy a 2nd hand car, i can let u know who the sales person is. they also take in used cars to sell too. (so if u wanna sell u can also contact the sales person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should be quite a good price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life has not been as still as a sign in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;first, i got a job as an interior designer, next, my lifestyle now includes _ and thirdly i had a big quarrel with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissed off with her.&lt;br /&gt;shan't go into details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i can just live in my room&lt;br /&gt;and ignore the constant boundaries my mum draws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am an adult&lt;br /&gt;not a kid with "wings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5033151816283998688?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5033151816283998688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5033151816283998688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5033151816283998688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5033151816283998688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-2nd-hand-car-deal.html' title='great 2nd hand car deal'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1174064935265999137</id><published>2010-05-13T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T04:04:45.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phases</title><content type='html'>like it or not, i am gonna step into a new phase of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working and making financial planning,&lt;br /&gt;plans to further my studies, plans to save up for future use&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what the future holds for me&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what the working world is really like&lt;br /&gt;a weird, odd and excited feeling overwhelms me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss frolicking in the sand and sea and watch the sun set&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times i sat down for lunch for hours and take long bus rides home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing up is part of my life&lt;br /&gt;soon, growing old would be too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days i have been daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of fairy tales that exist in idol dramas&lt;br /&gt;and tales that i make up inside my little strawberry world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my world is full of colours, no kids, lots of ice cream and no calories&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawn is nearing&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;i pray that there won't be bees or creepy ants that would crawl into my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;the taste of Korean food lingers on my lips&lt;br /&gt;i am starting to fall deeply and madly in love with Japanese and Korean cuisine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new rave, Jung Yong Hwa.&lt;br /&gt;-squeals-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nobilityofimperfection.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/jung-yong-hwa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 521px;" src="http://nobilityofimperfection.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/jung-yong-hwa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this heart throb stole my breath away for 2 reasons, his jaw line and his smile.&lt;br /&gt;BUT most of all, he pulled off the dapper look SO well in 'you're beautiful' that it made me notice him.&lt;br /&gt;ah. melts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl the fan girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1174064935265999137?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1174064935265999137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1174064935265999137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1174064935265999137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1174064935265999137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/phases.html' title='phases'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-2292634040511819870</id><published>2010-05-04T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T01:54:32.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another other day</title><content type='html'>it's almost 2 and i am suppose to wake up bright and early tmr&lt;br /&gt;boy&lt;br /&gt;today is sucha mundane day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1&lt;br /&gt;ate&lt;br /&gt;tv&lt;br /&gt;fb&lt;br /&gt;eat&lt;br /&gt;tv&lt;br /&gt;bathe&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at coriander cafe at thomson plaza was quite not bad.&lt;br /&gt;3/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-2292634040511819870?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2292634040511819870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=2292634040511819870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2292634040511819870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2292634040511819870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-other-day.html' title='another other day'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1491059815846484834</id><published>2010-05-02T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T16:46:10.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>labour day</title><content type='html'>labour day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905zEdhPnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/0P3sHX2_ReU/s1600/Photo-0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905zEdhPnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/0P3sHX2_ReU/s320/Photo-0342.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466589072231317106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905yvcKQSI/AAAAAAAAA-U/jycx8h6hm3M/s1600/Photo-0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905yvcKQSI/AAAAAAAAA-U/jycx8h6hm3M/s320/Photo-0343.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466589066588471586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905yE_qmRI/AAAAAAAAA-M/w9XOSLxr9c0/s1600/Photo-0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905yE_qmRI/AAAAAAAAA-M/w9XOSLxr9c0/s320/Photo-0339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466589055194667282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905x96NT2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/AzYdDgN1dQU/s1600/Photo-0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905x96NT2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/AzYdDgN1dQU/s320/Photo-0340.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466589053292728162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for labour day, best friend and I went for brunch&lt;br /&gt;really late brunch&lt;br /&gt;so late, it's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wild honey was packed&lt;br /&gt;and hence, we went for KPO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a steak sandwich&lt;br /&gt;and it came with chips which were okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my saturdays laidback and relaxing&lt;br /&gt;and that was like the best way to spend it&lt;br /&gt;at a nice, quaint cafe having late meals (because you slept in)&lt;br /&gt;do some shopping and talk the evening away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds awesome, ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i wish this could be a weekly affair&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we could only wish&lt;br /&gt;i do hope it will be though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1491059815846484834?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1491059815846484834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1491059815846484834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1491059815846484834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1491059815846484834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/labour-day.html' title='labour day'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S905zEdhPnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/0P3sHX2_ReU/s72-c/Photo-0342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1853448347649445939</id><published>2010-05-01T13:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T14:27:09.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farm mart</title><content type='html'>yesterday's friday.&lt;br /&gt;today's labour day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on thursday, after meeting Praew at Orchard Hotel, SQ and I decided to try Hard Rock Cafe. The food was rather awful.&lt;br /&gt;We had SOB burg, wings and cecil tea.&lt;br /&gt;The burg was rather alright. the beef was juicy but the pepper sauce can be better. the wings were horrible. too much tabasco. i felt like i was having sour wings rather than spicy wings. the drink was weird and i shan't describe it any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vHBnMCZoI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Tldw9IJQE7g/s1600/Photo-0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vHBnMCZoI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Tldw9IJQE7g/s320/Photo-0309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466181403257497218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vHCNBOrJI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Xg0G7zm27Ik/s1600/Photo-0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vHCNBOrJI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Xg0G7zm27Ik/s320/Photo-0310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466181413412711570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday dap and i visited farm mart.&lt;br /&gt;took a shutter bus from cck.&lt;br /&gt;farm mart was really quiet and really boring. i only liked feeding the goats and rabbits. the rest of it was so boring.&lt;br /&gt;you can get to feed the turtles/ terrapin, fishes as well as the bull frogs.&lt;br /&gt;the fishes are really aggressive and they make huge splashes when u feed them.&lt;br /&gt;would not go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vHC4oCqRI/AAAAAAAAA70/Z3nKvm8R0BY/s1600/Photo-0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vIeedE_gI/AAAAAAAAA9s/rV8aNNdxU-s/s320/Photo-0325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466182998640885250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vIeMZhHnI/AAAAAAAAA9k/8C0bnuALe6w/s1600/Photo-0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vIeMZhHnI/AAAAAAAAA9k/8C0bnuALe6w/s320/Photo-0326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466182993794113138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vIdhQFzcI/AAAAAAAAA9c/xPW147lUNK0/s1600/Photo-0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vIdhQFzcI/AAAAAAAAA9c/xPW147lUNK0/s320/Photo-0327.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466182982211849666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vIdQE76MI/AAAAAAAAA9U/47mhYIYcSIE/s1600/Photo-0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vIdQE76MI/AAAAAAAAA9U/47mhYIYcSIE/s320/Photo-0329.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466182977601661122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vI00l_M7I/AAAAAAAAA98/cVQIqfMGa-A/s1600/Photo-0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vI00l_M7I/AAAAAAAAA98/cVQIqfMGa-A/s320/Photo-0334.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466183382540956594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to alicia's place.&lt;br /&gt;i think we should go to someone's house to bum more often. &lt;3 her place cause she has a huge tv in her room and talking to her was great.&lt;br /&gt;anyw, it's so fun to just sit around and just watch tv or surf the net and talk&lt;br /&gt;bought egg tarts and some chips up to her place and we bummed the afternoon away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with jon and kenneth at subway&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went youth serv&lt;br /&gt;(which ken didn't go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we catched a midnight movie too.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes totally swelled up from the tearing&lt;br /&gt;cause we sat at the 2nd row from the front and the flashing lights from the screen were too much for my eyes to take&lt;br /&gt;we watched iron man 2 and well, i will give it 3 popcorns. not advisable to watch but i liked the effects from all those high technological equipments and robot suits. it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go dress up now&lt;br /&gt;meeting dap at 3 for brunch at wild honey.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's called tea instead of brunch. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1853448347649445939?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1853448347649445939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1853448347649445939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1853448347649445939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1853448347649445939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/05/farm-mart.html' title='farm mart'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9vHBnMCZoI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Tldw9IJQE7g/s72-c/Photo-0309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-7132600817729153940</id><published>2010-04-29T14:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:51:18.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos!</title><content type='html'>alrights. some really overdued photos as well as updates on what i have been doing.&lt;br /&gt;i am a full time bummer just for now&lt;br /&gt;JUST for now&lt;br /&gt;went cycling last week with dap and had mini mini picnic together with JJ&lt;br /&gt;went cycling recently at ubin&lt;br /&gt;gonna meet dapper women marketing manager today&lt;br /&gt;kinda excited and nervous&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at timbre with the girls before taiwan trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr_osj9vI/AAAAAAAAA3s/weyiO1K740A/s1600/Photo-0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr_osj9vI/AAAAAAAAA3s/weyiO1K740A/s320/Photo-0264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465447995046885106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr_YmedEI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Di8XEQ_A9-E/s1600/Photo-0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr_YmedEI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Di8XEQ_A9-E/s320/Photo-0263.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465447990726390850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr_OUt2vI/AAAAAAAAA3c/iuFTV84pXrU/s1600/Photo-0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr_OUt2vI/AAAAAAAAA3c/iuFTV84pXrU/s320/Photo-0262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465447987967548146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr-_88uDI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uGAdyb_z6cY/s1600/Photo-0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr-_88uDI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uGAdyb_z6cY/s320/Photo-0261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465447984109762610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at salvation army after taiwan trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr__3lxVI/AAAAAAAAA30/E6rLsS75_R0/s1600/Photo-0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr__3lxVI/AAAAAAAAA30/E6rLsS75_R0/s320/Photo-0265.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465448001267156306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la mian xiao long bao buffet at crystal jade&lt;br /&gt;went with alicia, stella and dap&lt;br /&gt;holland village&lt;br /&gt;ps: i won't want another buffet. i think my stomach wall was stretched to its maximum that day :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kyscDEZZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/v5kBIEBXeKs/s1600/Photo-0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kyscDEZZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/v5kBIEBXeKs/s320/Photo-0269.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465455361815504274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kyr7WcsrI/AAAAAAAAA4M/Hds0k79HoKE/s1600/Photo-0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kyr7WcsrI/AAAAAAAAA4M/Hds0k79HoKE/s320/Photo-0268.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465455353038418610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kyrtoaUmI/AAAAAAAAA4E/K9GArEQCBsg/s1600/Photo-0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kyrtoaUmI/AAAAAAAAA4E/K9GArEQCBsg/s320/Photo-0267.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465455349355663970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kyrBn8eKI/AAAAAAAAA38/kWYr3w62rA0/s1600/Photo-0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kyrBn8eKI/AAAAAAAAA38/kWYr3w62rA0/s320/Photo-0266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465455337542547618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasta cafe&lt;br /&gt;dessert! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kys9kmd9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/uXQ_zj2F9x0/s1600/Photo-0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kys9kmd9I/AAAAAAAAA4c/uXQ_zj2F9x0/s320/Photo-0270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465455370814519250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it's green tea tiramisu if i didn't rmb wrongly. not bad but the cream is quite &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;jelat&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulau ubin&lt;br /&gt;went for a cycling trip&lt;br /&gt;checked out chek jawa and visited jack the famous boar owned by this old man&lt;br /&gt;my souvenir from pulau ubin was mozzie bites (at least 20?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kz_fRmr1I/AAAAAAAAA4k/AAdNKkTuqY8/s1600/Photo-0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kz_fRmr1I/AAAAAAAAA4k/AAdNKkTuqY8/s320/Photo-0280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465456788610920274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kz_v6qroI/AAAAAAAAA4s/SnFYOCVBPsw/s1600/Photo-0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kz_v6qroI/AAAAAAAAA4s/SnFYOCVBPsw/s320/Photo-0283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465456793078115970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0AL4S7_I/AAAAAAAAA40/rVHXJhaGRUI/s1600/Photo-0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0AL4S7_I/AAAAAAAAA40/rVHXJhaGRUI/s320/Photo-0284.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465456800584364018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0Ae7VHXI/AAAAAAAAA48/bNtV6gowJZw/s1600/Photo-0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0Ae7VHXI/AAAAAAAAA48/bNtV6gowJZw/s320/Photo-0285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465456805697363314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0Ai6sU6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/zMR52skaLrE/s1600/Photo-0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0Ai6sU6I/AAAAAAAAA5E/zMR52skaLrE/s320/Photo-0286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465456806768432034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0vTvhYvI/AAAAAAAAA5M/G_wwnxY4Mak/s1600/Photo-0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0vTvhYvI/AAAAAAAAA5M/G_wwnxY4Mak/s320/Photo-0289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465457610148897522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0v3La8mI/AAAAAAAAA5U/XaWwGHlTnqU/s1600/Photo-0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0v3La8mI/AAAAAAAAA5U/XaWwGHlTnqU/s320/Photo-0290.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465457619661156962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0wKuMcjI/AAAAAAAAA5c/dEfm4GWlC2M/s1600/Photo-0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0wKuMcjI/AAAAAAAAA5c/dEfm4GWlC2M/s320/Photo-0292.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465457624907280946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0wbnpHEI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Bma8LpgaZjQ/s1600/Photo-0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0wbnpHEI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Bma8LpgaZjQ/s320/Photo-0293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465457629443202114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0w615VsI/AAAAAAAAA5s/EMJjL2arku8/s1600/Photo-0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k0w615VsI/AAAAAAAAA5s/EMJjL2arku8/s320/Photo-0294.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465457637824485058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1RgdkmzI/AAAAAAAAA50/Nze5C0guS50/s1600/Photo-0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1RgdkmzI/AAAAAAAAA50/Nze5C0guS50/s320/Photo-0296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458197678824242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1R9bCWZI/AAAAAAAAA58/AITrbEwBVOM/s1600/Photo-0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1R9bCWZI/AAAAAAAAA58/AITrbEwBVOM/s320/Photo-0297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458205452818834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1SBW_rYI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eqU4QMSARxk/s1600/Photo-0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1SBW_rYI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eqU4QMSARxk/s320/Photo-0298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458206509608322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vandalism being corrected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1SZNP5pI/AAAAAAAAA6M/d17sN6Secsk/s1600/Photo-0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1SZNP5pI/AAAAAAAAA6M/d17sN6Secsk/s320/Photo-0299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458212911179410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1SrMny6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/-N5KpKksKo4/s1600/Photo-0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1SrMny6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/-N5KpKksKo4/s320/Photo-0300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458217740389282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u spot a hermit crab?? there's suppose to be hermit crab&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1x8eNzkI/AAAAAAAAA6c/byIwYX2kTBk/s1600/Photo-0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1x8eNzkI/AAAAAAAAA6c/byIwYX2kTBk/s320/Photo-0301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458754953530946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1yNszOpI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fRiWBB80X5o/s1600/Photo-0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1yNszOpI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fRiWBB80X5o/s320/Photo-0302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458759578106514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1yjXT3TI/AAAAAAAAA6s/rcZV3tMv0P8/s1600/Photo-0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1yjXT3TI/AAAAAAAAA6s/rcZV3tMv0P8/s320/Photo-0303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458765393550642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1y-O-n4I/AAAAAAAAA60/ZG9T7FaueGM/s1600/Photo-0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1y-O-n4I/AAAAAAAAA60/ZG9T7FaueGM/s320/Photo-0304.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458772606361474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1zAXADJI/AAAAAAAAA68/anj7A5HuHTA/s1600/Photo-0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k1zAXADJI/AAAAAAAAA68/anj7A5HuHTA/s320/Photo-0305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465458773176880274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k2946f0KI/AAAAAAAAA7E/A9HqUUfLVjA/s1600/Photo-0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k2946f0KI/AAAAAAAAA7E/A9HqUUfLVjA/s320/Photo-0306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465460059668467874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k2-cLSW3I/AAAAAAAAA7M/HQe42-6zlNA/s1600/Photo-0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k2-cLSW3I/AAAAAAAAA7M/HQe42-6zlNA/s320/Photo-0307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465460069134130034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k2-0M3vVI/AAAAAAAAA7U/atrH8uYj9_U/s1600/Photo-0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9k2-0M3vVI/AAAAAAAAA7U/atrH8uYj9_U/s320/Photo-0308.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465460075583225170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to either timbre@boat quay, kpo@killiney road(town) or tcc@shaw house(town) today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can find me if you want! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-7132600817729153940?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7132600817729153940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=7132600817729153940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7132600817729153940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7132600817729153940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/04/photos.html' title='photos!'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S9kr_osj9vI/AAAAAAAAA3s/weyiO1K740A/s72-c/Photo-0264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-994463877758991472</id><published>2010-04-26T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:25:56.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sgstb.msn.com/i/C1/2DC8C13795CD5EC55510A4533EDAE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://sgstb.msn.com/i/C1/2DC8C13795CD5EC55510A4533EDAE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about metrosexual guys :/&lt;br /&gt;i think this is just gay&lt;br /&gt;certain dressing/ lifestyle habits/ hobbies that are for women ARE FOR WOMEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-994463877758991472?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/994463877758991472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=994463877758991472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/994463877758991472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/994463877758991472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/04/gay.html' title='GAY'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1482624291237115734</id><published>2010-04-25T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T02:25:21.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>normal saturday</title><content type='html'>went to work&lt;br /&gt;screamed at kids&lt;br /&gt;constantly confiscate things&lt;br /&gt;teach teach teach&lt;br /&gt;go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "couch potato-ed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go aunt lucy's place&lt;br /&gt;just had operation&lt;br /&gt;but she was too tired after her medication&lt;br /&gt;so we didn't go in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up having dinner with folks at tpy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home&lt;br /&gt;and "couch-potatoed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smell of yogurt and kiwi still lingers on my nose&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts unfolded like a book today&lt;br /&gt;i thought about what i wanted in life, what i planned in life, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got me down to setting goals, plans and having this vision for my future&lt;br /&gt;i thought about lifestyle, exercise and healthy diets&lt;br /&gt;i thought about having my own car, a kinetic cycling machine, buying a new apartment&lt;br /&gt;i planned to go on another holiday, going for regular facials, getting my driving license and finding a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of a lot&lt;br /&gt;made new resolutions&lt;br /&gt;and am gonna order a cake for mothers' day real soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week's busy&lt;br /&gt;gonna go cycling at pulau ubin&lt;br /&gt;1 day tour around singapore to get organic food&lt;br /&gt;meet up with dapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and labour day on sat&lt;br /&gt;contemplating on gg for that iron man movie premier party&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like dressing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i'm so glad u're fine.&lt;br /&gt;just be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! W!55 n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(decode with a mirror)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1482624291237115734?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1482624291237115734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1482624291237115734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1482624291237115734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1482624291237115734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/04/normal-saturday.html' title='normal saturday'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5546688065248392246</id><published>2010-04-20T01:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T02:42:26.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE Taiwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ygCCz5QdI/AAAAAAAAA3M/kQYnsPHuLMY/s1600/P1000617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ygCCz5QdI/AAAAAAAAA3M/kQYnsPHuLMY/s320/P1000617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461916405068284370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(before taiwan trip i looked like this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ygBx8Cr8I/AAAAAAAAA3E/fmkBOZdn1Ng/s1600/P1000625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ygBx8Cr8I/AAAAAAAAA3E/fmkBOZdn1Ng/s320/P1000625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461916400539054018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(during taiwan trip, i looked like this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ygBbm-ggI/AAAAAAAAA28/ONgZr4uArTA/s1600/P1000835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8yUHdd1YSI/AAAAAAAAAzk/CstosC7bWgs/s320/P1000839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461903303983325474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySGh04VFI/AAAAAAAAAzc/6M3-bnuZAls/s1600/P1000850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySGh04VFI/AAAAAAAAAzc/6M3-bnuZAls/s320/P1000850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461901088950604882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySFgPf5QI/AAAAAAAAAzU/u5RO_Vmsc1Y/s1600/P1000863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySFgPf5QI/AAAAAAAAAzU/u5RO_Vmsc1Y/s320/P1000863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461901071345509634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySFMLsnEI/AAAAAAAAAzM/bb-EJVEYzOI/s1600/P1000869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySFMLsnEI/AAAAAAAAAzM/bb-EJVEYzOI/s320/P1000869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461901065960856642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySEn9XJeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/NRxOflBPpTg/s1600/P1000879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySEn9XJeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/NRxOflBPpTg/s320/P1000879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461901056237053410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySEGbCmgI/AAAAAAAAAy8/6cJZgV04aBs/s1600/P1000887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ySEGbCmgI/AAAAAAAAAy8/6cJZgV04aBs/s320/P1000887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461901047234730498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rather lazy to add comments.&lt;br /&gt;Well, 7 days in Taiwan was great. felt really lazy to upload all the pictures. haha. i felt this connection with TW. it's as though the country is v comfortable, v S'pore-ish.&lt;br /&gt;there are differences of course, but, on the whole, Taipei felt like home. really. and that feeling was odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss TW. the street snacks (only some), the shopping, the weather (then it was 14 deg at night!), the fact i can wear what i like and not get stared, the orderliness of the MRT and the little quaint room i resided in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna go there again. but the next trip is to HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought alot on this trip. wonder if i will drag home 2 luggage if i go HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the feeling of a holiday. i like the sound of it, the thought of it and maybe even the smell of it. heh. but for now, i have to get back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to learn driving, find a job, prepare to meet up with Dapper people, plan what i wanna expect of myself for the future....&lt;br /&gt;and planning for the future means understanding what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my new phase of life is balanced. with healthy exercises, diets, spending time with friends, family, setting time for church and of course personal relaxation time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0s3zm0pOJ1qzfya1o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0s3zm0pOJ1qzfya1o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5546688065248392246?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5546688065248392246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5546688065248392246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5546688065248392246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5546688065248392246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-taiwan.html' title='LOVE Taiwan'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S8ygCCz5QdI/AAAAAAAAA3M/kQYnsPHuLMY/s72-c/P1000617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1141013376454601558</id><published>2010-04-02T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T00:25:35.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>april fool , GOOD FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7TG1stGqoI/AAAAAAAAAy0/T4GHg6-NjqM/s1600/Photo-0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7TG1stGqoI/AAAAAAAAAy0/T4GHg6-NjqM/s320/Photo-0260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455203674488220290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7TG1cqyLWI/AAAAAAAAAys/bdRGaaniM3w/s1600/Photo-0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7TG1cqyLWI/AAAAAAAAAys/bdRGaaniM3w/s320/Photo-0259.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455203670183521634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;April Fool's day ended approximately 15 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;and now, it's Good Friday&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotta make myself a pact&lt;br /&gt;that from today on, i will _ _ _&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on tonight, it will be timbre with the girls&lt;br /&gt;Butter on Wed was cancelled&lt;br /&gt;and my dear MQ is really in love with ZYT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her about ZYT plastered over J8&lt;br /&gt;and to add, he's ALSO coming to J8 soon&lt;br /&gt;she either came to J8 today or she's gonna come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never imagine myself loving someone this madly&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day to TAIWAN!&lt;br /&gt;anyway doodes, I have got complimentary easy card (ezlink card)!&lt;br /&gt;cause' D and I made our way to the Taiwan Visitors Association to get them.&lt;br /&gt;wheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. I'll try to get everyone something from TW. but I can't promise. cause' this trip is a I, ME, MYSELF trip. all the shopping for myself. heh.&lt;br /&gt;till then, BYEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1141013376454601558?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1141013376454601558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1141013376454601558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1141013376454601558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1141013376454601558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fool-good-friday.html' title='april fool , GOOD FRIDAY'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7TG1stGqoI/AAAAAAAAAy0/T4GHg6-NjqM/s72-c/Photo-0260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-4381312068236935770</id><published>2010-03-31T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T17:11:01.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi Russell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs484.ash1/26471_423273628975_800388975_5273449_6518989_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 371px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs484.ash1/26471_423273628975_800388975_5273449_6518989_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this picture on my friend's fb.&lt;br /&gt;have a good laugh. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;and say hi to Russell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s 3 days to TW ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-4381312068236935770?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4381312068236935770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=4381312068236935770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/4381312068236935770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/4381312068236935770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-russell.html' title='hi Russell'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-2162526231904472316</id><published>2010-03-30T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:20:15.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT2LG-CnI/AAAAAAAAAyk/f36EyXYITIQ/s1600/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT2LG-CnI/AAAAAAAAAyk/f36EyXYITIQ/s320/cupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454443920114977394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT1-qgaxI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Wbcl1YApd3A/s1600/dots-cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT1-qgaxI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Wbcl1YApd3A/s320/dots-cupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454443916774370066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT1BNFrKI/AAAAAAAAAyU/dTQLHpig_Lc/s1600/pansy-cupcakes_slideshow_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT1BNFrKI/AAAAAAAAAyU/dTQLHpig_Lc/s320/pansy-cupcakes_slideshow_image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454443900276419746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT0-jp8vI/AAAAAAAAAyM/PyRBmd9Q4us/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT0-jp8vI/AAAAAAAAAyM/PyRBmd9Q4us/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454443899565765362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT0YHh9AI/AAAAAAAAAyE/-BbLgssVnb8/s1600/hellonaomi_japanimation_cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT0YHh9AI/AAAAAAAAAyE/-BbLgssVnb8/s320/hellonaomi_japanimation_cupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454443889247253506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS42jjq-I/AAAAAAAAAxk/GZlA-c0sX6o/s1600/cupcakes-smurf-cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS42jjq-I/AAAAAAAAAxk/GZlA-c0sX6o/s320/cupcakes-smurf-cupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454442866625719266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS3zbf46I/AAAAAAAAAxc/ElL1IBkwzMc/s1600/cupcakes_strawberrylimefill_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS3zbf46I/AAAAAAAAAxc/ElL1IBkwzMc/s320/cupcakes_strawberrylimefill_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454442848606741410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS3RisTEI/AAAAAAAAAxU/l8-QacRo_KM/s1600/Cupcake-Faces-cupcakes-396299_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS3RisTEI/AAAAAAAAAxU/l8-QacRo_KM/s320/Cupcake-Faces-cupcakes-396299_1024_768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454442839510109250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS2rJQ4kI/AAAAAAAAAxM/l0N316vfdCw/s1600/cupcakes08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS2rJQ4kI/AAAAAAAAAxM/l0N316vfdCw/s320/cupcakes08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454442829202907714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS2OhzN8I/AAAAAAAAAxE/L_85at1N-ww/s1600/2256898882_c04187c032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IS2OhzN8I/AAAAAAAAAxE/L_85at1N-ww/s320/2256898882_c04187c032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454442821521192898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love food, i love cupcakes, especially pretty cupcakes, minus the calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so today's photoshoot day. 3oth apr is also daphne's dad's birthday and also the day my library book is due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to return it&lt;br /&gt;gotta renew it to avoid being charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;how i hate fines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was interesting. i met a dog called muffin and an adorably small chihuahua which i don't know what is it called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr butter, friday timbre and sat TAIWAN!&lt;br /&gt;i am SO excited. I feel like squealing at the thought of TAIWAN TRIP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw something and it made me wonder&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should learn to shut my gap&lt;br /&gt;and not be so me all the time&lt;br /&gt;bottle some things up cause i don't want to be an insolent creature with a big gap and an annoying character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-2162526231904472316?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2162526231904472316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=2162526231904472316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2162526231904472316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2162526231904472316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/03/delicious.html' title='delicious'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S7IT2LG-CnI/AAAAAAAAAyk/f36EyXYITIQ/s72-c/cupcakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-8398765106393558691</id><published>2010-03-01T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:37:11.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>i wonder&lt;br /&gt;before fyp ends, before dip show ends, before graduation show ends....&lt;br /&gt;should i confess?.....&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8398765106393558691?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8398765106393558691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=8398765106393558691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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be an unforgettable day&lt;br /&gt;it's a day of freedom, a day of relaxation, a day of knowing, alas, burdens are rolling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the taste of freedom is sweet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatsoever the result are,&lt;br /&gt;whatsoever the examiner feels about my work or me,&lt;br /&gt;i am just glad even if full stop ain't drawn yet,&lt;br /&gt;at least a good ol' comma is in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling much better from 1 week, or maybe 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that few weeks was living perdition.&lt;br /&gt;awful awful feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a couple of photos to upload&lt;br /&gt;but hadn't had time&lt;br /&gt;cny was lke busy busy and well, this entire time was just busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycling yesterday with the girls and guy was great.&lt;br /&gt;the jump shots were like the high point&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda enjoy carls jr for supper&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the rest of the peeps to end their presentation&lt;br /&gt;and we shall go for timbre (ooh, roast duck pizza!)&lt;br /&gt;or (maybe, but i hope not) clubbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this shall be fashion show and then TW trip&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually SO can't wait to go thailand in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been thinking of working overseas for a year.&lt;br /&gt;then study&lt;br /&gt;and later work again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having plans of just being elsewhere on the globe, doing and understanding life beyond my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't know about this actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel i still do need someone by my side at times&lt;br /&gt;oh well, let things just go naturally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, photos the next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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in the end the shoot was done at punggol but not the area i suggested.&lt;br /&gt;felt that i wasted time. but it's ok. at least i got to spend time with daddy, talking about his old days at punggol and the jetty he used to swim in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ajisen last friday with bestie before going for youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2hqiX9F4aI/AAAAAAAAAu0/WdoWTESbvns/s1600-h/Photo-0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2hqiX9F4aI/AAAAAAAAAu0/WdoWTESbvns/s320/Photo-0140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433710089200853410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2hqh3TkT6I/AAAAAAAAAus/YbowR5svhGY/s1600-h/Photo-0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2hqh3TkT6I/AAAAAAAAAus/YbowR5svhGY/s320/Photo-0139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433710080436752290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clar Clar is BACK!!! but only for 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long he's gonna be gone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to tell myself I think I love the sea ALOT&lt;br /&gt;I like the feeling of standing at the shore and just peering over the horizons.&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling of being on a small canoe, kayak or boat and peddling slowly across.&lt;br /&gt;I love huge cruise and liners and speedboats too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can't imagine being away for months on a huge ship&lt;br /&gt;where everyday I am surrounded with water. It'ld be great if my close friends and family are with me. If not, I would feel alone in a big ocean.&lt;br /&gt;I will feel that I am visiting thousands of sea creatures home each day&lt;br /&gt;but my home, is far far away&lt;br /&gt;and my song will be "Sail me home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbox and Kbuffet with G.A&lt;br /&gt;CNY celebration 2010&lt;br /&gt;First try at karaoke and first time having super sweet &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yu sheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2hqjsJtoBI/AAAAAAAAAvM/lIWFiA209mA/s1600-h/Photo-0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2hqjsJtoBI/AAAAAAAAAvM/lIWFiA209mA/s320/Photo-0144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433710111802368018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-7415969132874064613</id><published>2010-02-01T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T01:39:16.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>period of agony</title><content type='html'>i am not one who expresses my thoughts out front&lt;br /&gt;to people i feel no connection with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from company dinner&lt;br /&gt;at cineleisure kbox&lt;br /&gt;its my virgin attempt to karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not really my thing i have to say&lt;br /&gt;thou i sang quite alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy hurts now&lt;br /&gt;can't believe this morning i was rolling in bed in pain&lt;br /&gt;ouch much&lt;br /&gt;thank God i got better before going church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm breathless&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired&lt;br /&gt;i'm worried sick&lt;br /&gt;i'm stressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why at such a time my heart is also wrenching, my finances dipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all will be fine&lt;br /&gt;i know it will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'll keep my feelings to myself&lt;br /&gt;if u're my soulmate, u'll feel how i feel now or understand how i am now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i;ll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-7415969132874064613?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7415969132874064613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=7415969132874064613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7415969132874064613'/><link rel='self' 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2BvX15dxGI/AAAAAAAAAuU/KEJXlLmCUCA/s320/Photo-0122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431463606004597858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates are love&lt;br /&gt;i have to have one like everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my mum got 2 boxes of chocolates from chocolate lab at Wheelock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2BvYvrVF8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/dgLTOkhgUNQ/s1600-h/Photo-0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2BvYvrVF8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/dgLTOkhgUNQ/s320/Photo-0138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431463621514565570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, its not worth it&lt;br /&gt;they have unique chocolates and all but the quality of the chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;i surely can't say its good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't melt in my mouth the way i thought it would&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be very smooth, full of flavour, rich, a sinful yet satisfying gastronomical experience&lt;br /&gt;nvm about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, bestie and I went to get some materials for our store model&lt;br /&gt;and after that, we stopped for Macs&lt;br /&gt;our mid-afternoon tea ended up pretty filling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2BvYc8W4FI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_hpR0LBKmiQ/s1600-h/Photo-0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S2BvYc8W4FI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_hpR0LBKmiQ/s320/Photo-0135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431463616485711954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have changed the layout of my room to fit what i am currently building in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda shifted the bed to the side of my room, freeing up space for work&lt;br /&gt;saying about my room, i think my room is like in a colour scheme of strawberry chocolate, a theme of sweet hotel escapade&lt;br /&gt;its not really me actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall do something about my little nest some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i chanced upon this blog which i MUST share&lt;br /&gt;valeriesoh.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blogger is trying to be another rumi from fashiontoast.com.&lt;br /&gt;but, she did it so badly&lt;br /&gt;she just gotta blame if on her not so perfect figure and bad fashion sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go sleeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-657337528850263436?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/657337528850263436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=657337528850263436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/657337528850263436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/657337528850263436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday.html' title='wednesday'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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days of slogging at home. i finally came up with collaterals i am more pleased with.&lt;br /&gt;-pats my shoulder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aft looking at them i can't help but exclaim "i went a big round, trying to explore different designs but in the end, i chose my very first idea.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i had all the time in the world to make stuffed chicken, baked macaroni and crumble pie.&lt;br /&gt;currently in love with this program called sugar rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's totally love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, i am more of a sweet than savoury person&lt;br /&gt;ok, i wanna go sleeeep&lt;br /&gt;shan't upload photos today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8567093548552386848?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1182998605282542731</id><published>2010-01-21T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:14:13.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my photos refuse to be uploaded</title><content type='html'>sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am having like mild depression&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can just tear when little things go wrong&lt;br /&gt;like chilli spilled or potatoes turning bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i'm stressed or not&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't really feel much pressure&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i feel so breathless about everything happening around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to be a better sunday school teacher&lt;br /&gt;trying to be a better art teacher&lt;br /&gt;trying to be a better student by coming on time&lt;br /&gt;trying to be a more understanding person and daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying so hard&lt;br /&gt;but i am slowly feeling breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many changes and with workload and commitments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 2nd time i've encouraged someone who liked me to win someone else's heart&lt;br /&gt;it's a feeling, maybe you might never experience&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is odd&lt;br /&gt;especially this time round&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i did not get angry when i realise you cheated my feelings&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what made me so forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1182998605282542731?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1182998605282542731/comments/default' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-4505327735688719933</id><published>2010-01-20T12:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:20:59.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh wells</title><content type='html'>hello people!&lt;br /&gt;monday was great.&lt;br /&gt;not so great actually. cause it started out with bestie at my place and we both were seriously restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we perk ourselves up by going out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;ate at amk hub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPRo-S6-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/XTsYgtGjof4/s1600-h/P1000229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPRo-S6-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/XTsYgtGjof4/s320/P1000229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428683934060964834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPSKAYYoI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ejHRn9YEn5A/s1600-h/P1000231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPSKAYYoI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ejHRn9YEn5A/s320/P1000231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428683942928081538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPSsJ1OiI/AAAAAAAAAts/aKIgy3eLKzo/s1600-h/P1000232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPSsJ1OiI/AAAAAAAAAts/aKIgy3eLKzo/s320/P1000232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428683952094525986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the idea of tempura ice cream a.k.a fried ice cream. it's really very weird if u think about your pastry frying tgt with the other poultry stuff like fried fish and fries, etc.&lt;br /&gt;isn't the thought so unappetising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday which was yest was presentation day.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dragged my body to school.&lt;br /&gt;and bestie and i cabbed to school tgt. guess what? cab fare was just 9.40!&lt;br /&gt;BREAK RECORD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bestie was like squealing away, break record break record!!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;that's cause the new KPE flyover opened.&lt;br /&gt;and it opened on Mon.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENSA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPTUDRJxI/AAAAAAAAAt0/DBB9SpL3Vn8/s1600-h/P1000234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPTUDRJxI/AAAAAAAAAt0/DBB9SpL3Vn8/s320/P1000234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428683962804414226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise for 3 years i have never taken a photo of me at mensa.&lt;br /&gt;so hence, before I grad, i took a photo of me at mensa!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest i was really bored.&lt;br /&gt;didn't felt like doing work big time.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept watching TV and snacking as per usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, my room is seriously untidy.&lt;br /&gt;untideeeeey!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPThcksOI/AAAAAAAAAt8/GbJ9Lf8-eic/s1600-h/P1000256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1aPThcksOI/AAAAAAAAAt8/GbJ9Lf8-eic/s320/P1000256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428683966400213218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1axxqG2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0v8tGc8O88E/s1600-h/P1000258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1axxqG2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/0v8tGc8O88E/s320/P1000258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428721867516447106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's me with an ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1axxA3y0II/AAAAAAAAAuE/V0XhF7Fl2ME/s1600-h/P1000245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S1axxA3y0II/AAAAAAAAAuE/V0XhF7Fl2ME/s320/P1000245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428721856447434882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw yest i forgot all about jfat. i ps-ed him unintentionally&lt;br /&gt;and i feel v bad&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, its over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights.&lt;br /&gt;today is model making day and 3Ds Max day and finalising my marketing collaterals day&lt;br /&gt;my collaterals are giving me major headache&lt;br /&gt;i want it to be in red and white&lt;br /&gt;but seems like red and white is just not the colour for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how how how?&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna finish my stuff fast.&lt;br /&gt;meeting fixture contractor tomorrow and maybe the building contractor too.&lt;br /&gt;sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me no likey likey stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i really hate it when people get credit for what they DON'T deserve&lt;br /&gt;eg.1 ripping designs/ using old designs&lt;br /&gt;eg.2 asking professionals to complete their 3D drawings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i am washing my hands off such things,&lt;br /&gt;i do pray that conviction would come&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i shall just commit to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;you see, justice don't prevail on earth&lt;br /&gt;but it does in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shrug it off guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, G and he E stopped contacting me&lt;br /&gt;its kinda weird&lt;br /&gt;and D (not bestie) too.&lt;br /&gt;it is as though my life is as still as a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe some day i'll find someone who can fit into this picture,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i won't find that someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatsoever, i beckon, life still rocks as long as I do what I deem pleased with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for TW trip and graduation!!&lt;br /&gt;gonna take up baking classes, cooking classes, kickboxing and get back to kayaking!&lt;br /&gt;wanna try dancing like how i used to back in those days too!&lt;br /&gt;oooh.&lt;br /&gt;exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-4505327735688719933?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4505327735688719933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=4505327735688719933' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3451641040749332725</id><published>2010-01-16T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:50:10.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah gua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs187.snc3/19471_254833783690_685883690_3530888_2106096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs187.snc3/19471_254833783690_685883690_3530888_2106096_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the hoo-ha about molestation at siloso's beach party 09?&lt;br /&gt;it's the 'lady' in pink bikini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently shim looks really like a trans&lt;br /&gt;(note: shim not she)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah gua&lt;br /&gt;bak gua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am SO excited about going TW with girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;but during Mar, sy is having exams so she definitely can't come&lt;br /&gt;but its ok, we got June to go bkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of it is thrilling&lt;br /&gt;shall go check out airfares now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just notice something really interesting&lt;br /&gt;my nail polishes are mostly from Faceshop&lt;br /&gt;my toiletries are all from Body shop&lt;br /&gt;and some of my clothes from Topshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i know that's random&lt;br /&gt;gotta do work now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3451641040749332725?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5003689622822186394</id><published>2010-01-14T00:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:56:31.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grey skies</title><content type='html'>today, 14th Jan 2010 marks the day one of my closest friends grandpa passed on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really sad&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, i believe in my heart he has gone to a better place&lt;br /&gt;i pray with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;his last breath called for Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up sy&lt;br /&gt;i will continue to pray for u&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time, know that there are people around u who care, sincerely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got some photos to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with GB girls last sat to celebrate a very belated hy's bday&lt;br /&gt;she turned 20!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm like a just-turned 19 kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S036XJdSrKI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Q73Y6yj89-8/s1600-h/P1000207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S036XJdSrKI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Q73Y6yj89-8/s320/P1000207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426268401634028706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034ac6-3dI/AAAAAAAAAs8/J6yXSOV-NZA/s1600-h/Photo-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034ac6-3dI/AAAAAAAAAs8/J6yXSOV-NZA/s320/Photo-0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426266259375185362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, on a brighter note, i am a distance from the big 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, i believe will be a different year.&lt;br /&gt;a year of challenges and changes&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i am gonna grad this year so, definitely, i will be going thru' alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of graduation, church's new 'rules', major proj, yada yada is quite daunting&lt;br /&gt;i'm at times breathless&lt;br /&gt;at times lost&lt;br /&gt;at times frustrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a lenovo computer on my female mag&lt;br /&gt;it's a desktop with this mega cool remote control, wireless mouse and keyboard. the screen's like a TV (flat screen of course). waaaaay cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today bestie and i had popeyes for dinner. and after that we had a packet of curly fries.&lt;br /&gt;how i just love curly wurly fries.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, somehow curly fries seemed a little too tasty today (or maybe this year)&lt;br /&gt;it's as though they added a tat too much msg or that the salt used is high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popeyes and the really curly wurly fries (it looks like a phone cord, seriously):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S036YOE405I/AAAAAAAAAtU/xy2VWuLHWXc/s1600-h/Photo-0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S036YOE405I/AAAAAAAAAtU/xy2VWuLHWXc/s320/Photo-0115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426268420053717906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S036X2sjOYI/AAAAAAAAAtM/gTE0Q9A2hZA/s1600-h/Photo-0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S036X2sjOYI/AAAAAAAAAtM/gTE0Q9A2hZA/s320/Photo-0113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426268413777623426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and to my dad peeping at the back, don't peep at my blog, thank you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;where was I&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts were interrupted much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the meet up on saturday, on 7th and 8th Jan, i helped out with TP open house&lt;br /&gt;it's the last open house that i can ever participate in&lt;br /&gt;and licking my free Ben &amp; Jerry's and peering on a bird's eye view the concurrent activities that make open house exciting and lively, i can't help but think of the day i first stepped into TP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling was intimidating. i felt small in a big school.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a foreigner in a new country, a new kid in the block&lt;br /&gt;in a blink of an eye, i am a graduating student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have long forgotten the feeling of being tiny, small and new&lt;br /&gt;i felt big in a small school instead&lt;br /&gt;which in the case doesn't really seemed to make sense cause TP is a huge campus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, whatever it is, i can't believe i am gonna graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe i will have to find a job and further my studies soon after&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;fun seemed to be out of the picture of job and further studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, more photos here. many over dued ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolates from cous who went Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034Zx1-EFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/alAFkCiiUeM/s1600-h/Photo-0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034Zx1-EFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/alAFkCiiUeM/s320/Photo-0109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426266247811436626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the open house stage for the fashion show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034Y9cfvJI/AAAAAAAAAss/cPNF8K2of6k/s1600-h/Photo-0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034Y9cfvJI/AAAAAAAAAss/cPNF8K2of6k/s320/Photo-0107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426266233745947794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mushroom which I felt looked very very much like a fairy ring which appeared in my school's garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034YPTPxPI/AAAAAAAAAsk/j3Jc8SFYfX8/s1600-h/Photo-0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034YPTPxPI/AAAAAAAAAsk/j3Jc8SFYfX8/s320/Photo-0105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426266221359121650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;card by Laura and Nisa (thanks guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034Xgf05oI/AAAAAAAAAsc/PhvELQ8L0z0/s1600-h/Photo-0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S034Xgf05oI/AAAAAAAAAsc/PhvELQ8L0z0/s320/Photo-0106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426266208795420290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quite over dued) Christmas at Stella's place 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031St1A8kI/AAAAAAAAAsU/7ap6QuTEjtU/s1600-h/Photo-0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031St1A8kI/AAAAAAAAAsU/7ap6QuTEjtU/s320/Photo-0095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426262827939721794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031SIwlLEI/AAAAAAAAAsM/azcmZvgepaU/s1600-h/Photo-0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031SIwlLEI/AAAAAAAAAsM/azcmZvgepaU/s320/Photo-0094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426262817989012546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(another over dued photo) when bestie and I just had our new hairdos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031Rk6UbSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/v5DyxF0e7vo/s1600-h/Photo-0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031Rk6UbSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/v5DyxF0e7vo/s320/Photo-0091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426262808366181666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; very long over dued photo.&lt;br /&gt;cupcakes by mel and rach before they went to the states last december as a christmas gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031Qu8nzTI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ysn8_QD-xDQ/s1600-h/Photo-0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031Qu8nzTI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ysn8_QD-xDQ/s320/Photo-0089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426262793880325426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031PqiomPI/AAAAAAAAAr0/k41w-UotdNU/s1600-h/Photo-0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S031PqiomPI/AAAAAAAAAr0/k41w-UotdNU/s320/Photo-0087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426262775517714674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5003689622822186394?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5003689622822186394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5003689622822186394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5003689622822186394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5003689622822186394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/grey-skies.html' title='grey skies'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S036XJdSrKI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Q73Y6yj89-8/s72-c/P1000207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-14105826821086955</id><published>2010-01-07T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:07:20.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last open house at tp</title><content type='html'>there's this channel on mioTV called Li, Life Inspired.&lt;br /&gt;it's by sony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love it. it's a good mix of food, exercise (think aerobics, pilates and cardio), travel, fashion, interior, etc.&lt;br /&gt;it's so me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought i love fashion.&lt;br /&gt;solely fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i drift through design and school and art, i realise i am greedy, i love to cook, i love to design spaces, i love fashion, i love events, i love graphic prints, i love travelling, i love adrenaline rush sports, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been very inspired by food since beginning of last year. i think food decoration, plating is such an art. i think cooking a good dish is science. you mix certain ingredients together, get it done in who-knows-what way and it forms a wonderful palate of taste that is just mind boggling and makes the taster awed by how genius that creation is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get blown away by their concoctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today is day 1 of open house.&lt;br /&gt;i always wish i had long skinny pins and beautiful long wavy hair&lt;br /&gt;wish i may, wish i might, wishes, wishes, please come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's the time of the year when my bedroom gets a lil' sprucing up&lt;br /&gt;clean clean clean&lt;br /&gt;pack pack pack&lt;br /&gt;and decors in the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this would be my last open house in tp&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel this heaviness&lt;br /&gt;as much as hellos seem awkward&lt;br /&gt;i hate goodbyes even more&lt;br /&gt;but like what i told myself during sec sch graduation&lt;br /&gt;i'll not stop time and wind back&lt;br /&gt;and busk in that memory that once occured cause it will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;but i'll press play and let life roll on&lt;br /&gt;in between time, i'll pull back those characters that played a part&lt;br /&gt;the moments will be reignited, but this time, we'll write a different story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at every moment in my life that i thought i am strong&lt;br /&gt;i realise i am actually not&lt;br /&gt;but keep movin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end of the race is just round the bend&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;that marks the beginning of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-14105826821086955?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/14105826821086955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=14105826821086955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/14105826821086955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/14105826821086955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-open-house-at-tp.html' title='last open house at tp'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-6136657285677810348</id><published>2010-01-03T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:08:33.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello 2010</title><content type='html'>this post is a little late but oh wells, its alright.&lt;br /&gt;today's the first sunday of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;all the kids in sunday school were kinda different in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 6 year olds have been shifted to the older group on the 4th level and there were new kids in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the kids that were new had siblings that were 5 or 6 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the kids were rather alright today. minus the whiny hannah, mischevious abigail and wailing noah who eventually threw a tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 31st dec 09 ended with a blast with girl friends and 2010 started off great. was at siloso's beach partay! it was rather fun and wild but the music after 12 was not my cup of tea. the female DJs were pretty hot but that was about it. i still love the hotel we booked into - hotel re!&lt;br /&gt;kinda small but it exuded this very casual image. and i like it. next year we'll book the rooms at siloso! haha. well, we'll see till my birthday nears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wildest thing i did on my birthday would be the snap shot with the group of half naked hunks. OMGOSH, hot!&lt;br /&gt;but i was blushing like mad afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night was kinda fun, honestly, esp when stella's friend got drunk, it was DAMN hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh! i received a mega lovely cam for my birthday! i named it sparkle cause i zhng-ed it. i LOVE it. it's SO Barbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i gotta rush my work for tmr's presentation. NOT excited about tmr but i shall bring sparkle to school and snap photos with all my lovely darlings.&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna try getting the princess edition films some day for sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i accidentally went to someone's profile and saw a photo. i kinda had this weird mix of feelings suddenly. i don't know if it's nay or yay. i am not one who initiates the move hence, i shall just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0Brv_hgjnI/AAAAAAAAArs/qb2UX2bJ0ZI/s1600-h/19765_267383853834_802313834_4544291_6066938_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0Brv_hgjnI/AAAAAAAAArs/qb2UX2bJ0ZI/s320/19765_267383853834_802313834_4544291_6066938_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422452423604080242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0BrvkOmsGI/AAAAAAAAArk/-LmQyA_gmD0/s1600-h/19765_267357483834_802313834_4543992_3030180_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0BrvkOmsGI/AAAAAAAAArk/-LmQyA_gmD0/s320/19765_267357483834_802313834_4543992_3030180_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422452416277033058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0BrvcwQqNI/AAAAAAAAArc/8S-1YGEGd8E/s1600-h/19765_267357408834_802313834_4543985_5670848_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0BrvcwQqNI/AAAAAAAAArc/8S-1YGEGd8E/s320/19765_267357408834_802313834_4543985_5670848_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422452414270712018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0BrvNbGhcI/AAAAAAAAArU/BCJXCrExWzY/s1600-h/17068_226621287637_589557637_3337498_4324683_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0BrvNbGhcI/AAAAAAAAArU/BCJXCrExWzY/s320/17068_226621287637_589557637_3337498_4324683_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422452410155435458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0Bru8YAKHI/AAAAAAAAArM/41phtCgt94U/s1600-h/17068_226621282637_589557637_3337497_7901539_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0Bru8YAKHI/AAAAAAAAArM/41phtCgt94U/s320/17068_226621282637_589557637_3337497_7901539_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422452405579032690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;PK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-6136657285677810348?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6136657285677810348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=6136657285677810348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/6136657285677810348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/6136657285677810348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-2010.html' title='hello 2010'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/S0Brv_hgjnI/AAAAAAAAArs/qb2UX2bJ0ZI/s72-c/19765_267383853834_802313834_4544291_6066938_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1867584347784473786</id><published>2009-12-29T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T02:54:12.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheer up little pearlyn</title><content type='html'>christmas and my hols just zoomed by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some food pictures&lt;br /&gt;the above 3 are christmas eve celebration at holiday inn&lt;br /&gt;the last is my breakfast this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIgnJl7DI/AAAAAAAAArE/CVCI_HiiDpA/s1600-h/P1000146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIgnJl7DI/AAAAAAAAArE/CVCI_HiiDpA/s320/P1000146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420724826596043826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIgGWmYCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/UoRTR9PKWGY/s1600-h/P1000152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIgGWmYCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/UoRTR9PKWGY/s320/P1000152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420724817792229410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIfh_waXI/AAAAAAAAAq0/L9nMLjpLoQU/s1600-h/P1000151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIfh_waXI/AAAAAAAAAq0/L9nMLjpLoQU/s320/P1000151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420724808032741746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIfMgiZII/AAAAAAAAAqs/WXcev2n5pho/s1600-h/P1000159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIfMgiZII/AAAAAAAAAqs/WXcev2n5pho/s320/P1000159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420724802264654978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone ALWAYS ask me to switch off their computer after use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum, bro and maybe dad. i don't rmb about dad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so irritating. switch off your OWN computer after use. don't ask innocent, kind hearted pearlyn darling to do it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i had Macs for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;it did its part in cheering me up&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go do my work soon. and boy, bestie and me totally feel this sucky feeling. i don't know about how exactly hers feels like but i know how mine feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the kind of feeling that you feel as though your hard work is not rewarded and you gave your best but people still put you down. you look around you and realise some people gave worst work but got better comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the kind of feeling that makes you go "why like that?", "i gave my best, but none was appreciated"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a feeling of unfairness that you felt you brought upon yourself, a feeling of not being good enough, a feeling of being shot in the head and no one, NO ONE is willing to say, "let me help you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post sounds emo and all.&lt;br /&gt;but i say, after this post let me rejoice&lt;br /&gt;maybe after awhile i will realise stepping stones are never smooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i receive the fact my birthday is widely hated amongst my peers for no one wishes to do presentations on new years eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its alright.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it'ld gonna be sucky&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't know it would be this sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're my friend,&lt;br /&gt;tell me "everything's gonna be alright"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above was saved as draft this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's time to do my work soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at xin wang cafe. my mum once again ordered the gigantic snow ice desert. the food there really sucks. nothing is nice accept for snow ice which is not fantastic, the papaya soup section and the congee section. the drinks i've only tried ying yong before, hence, i can't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of it sucks&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's menu includes broccoli soup. its a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what if... just what if i fell in love with someone.&lt;br /&gt;someone that will probably send jaws dropping&lt;br /&gt;cause it's so so so unexpected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just what if alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a major period of my life so i won't allow myself to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm... i feel all funny inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go do work now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1867584347784473786?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SzpIgnJl7DI/AAAAAAAAArE/CVCI_HiiDpA/s72-c/P1000146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-8061970408706886899</id><published>2009-12-21T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:23:55.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not appreciated</title><content type='html'>What is the point of claiming "i miss you" when at times words seem void&lt;br /&gt;words seem void when actions fail to back them up&lt;br /&gt;actions speak louder than words&lt;br /&gt;and this, i can't agree any lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it not an irony when someone says "i miss you, really"&lt;br /&gt;but continues "but i don't want to see you"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not wish to be a fool&lt;br /&gt;or treated as one&lt;br /&gt;some intellectuals can be the fools at love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not wish to be a fool at love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've said what i need to say, do what needs to be done&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel appreciated so hence, i'll just move on, knowing at least i've done my part in bidding a good farewell&lt;br /&gt;as for the rest of your story, may I not be a character in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not appreciated once, might not be appreciated the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bestie and I like the song from Goldheart ad.&lt;br /&gt;and i found many others who like it just as much as i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gghOSsQskVY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gghOSsQskVY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527800974037602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfR1UVnbII/AAAAAAAAAqU/w3LXNTe2NZM/s1600-h/P1000051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfR1UVnbII/AAAAAAAAAqU/w3LXNTe2NZM/s320/P1000051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527790858955906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfR01EX12I/AAAAAAAAAqM/ABYz7OS-e_4/s1600-h/P1000050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfR01EX12I/AAAAAAAAAqM/ABYz7OS-e_4/s320/P1000050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527782465132386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfR0i-5jiI/AAAAAAAAAqE/d5kQiL9j7jc/s1600-h/P1000043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfR0i-5jiI/AAAAAAAAAqE/d5kQiL9j7jc/s320/P1000043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415527777610337826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfLI-c2KEI/AAAAAAAAAo8/DSCgTbiT9z8/s1600-h/P1000083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfLI-c2KEI/AAAAAAAAAo8/DSCgTbiT9z8/s320/P1000083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415520431999690818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfLJhENPpI/AAAAAAAAApM/mWK3ncftf2Y/s1600-h/P1000087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfLJhENPpI/AAAAAAAAApM/mWK3ncftf2Y/s320/P1000087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415520441291587218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfLJSrvLSI/AAAAAAAAApE/o8DcyFG_VO4/s1600-h/P1000085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfLJSrvLSI/AAAAAAAAApE/o8DcyFG_VO4/s320/P1000085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415520437430856994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfHA6t3IQI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_r5z56WOp5Q/s1600-h/Photo-0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfHA6t3IQI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_r5z56WOp5Q/s320/Photo-0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415515895511851266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfHAnItamI/AAAAAAAAAos/9pgqNe5rUjI/s1600-h/Photo-0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfHAnItamI/AAAAAAAAAos/9pgqNe5rUjI/s320/Photo-0072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415515890255751778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfHADHlXHI/AAAAAAAAAok/Kax1xn3foYc/s1600-h/Photo-0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfHADHlXHI/AAAAAAAAAok/Kax1xn3foYc/s320/Photo-0068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415515880587353202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfG_n7sUUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/7fh4AnG4Nys/s1600-h/Photo-0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfG_n7sUUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/7fh4AnG4Nys/s320/Photo-0070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415515873289720130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfG_Wut4tI/AAAAAAAAAoU/-aViE4uHA48/s1600-h/Photo-0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SyfG_Wut4tI/AAAAAAAAAoU/-aViE4uHA48/s320/Photo-0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415515868671894226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna do my work now&lt;br /&gt;i mean soon&lt;br /&gt;i mean later&lt;br /&gt;maybe tmr since it's the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;procrastination is uh-uh (shakes finger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have been receiving comments that i am very fair/ white.&lt;br /&gt;sign&lt;br /&gt;it's a bad sign&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be 2 hues tanner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be fair&lt;br /&gt;it's so easy to be mistaken as pale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i feel like going for something soon&lt;br /&gt;it's a tratment.&lt;br /&gt;special treatment *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went shopping&lt;br /&gt;and bought a pair of Levi's and a dress from New Look&lt;br /&gt;NL is huge&lt;br /&gt;but the stuff ain't very impressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some accessories that are nice though&lt;br /&gt;contemplating on getting a pouch for cammie, an umbrella and this shiny necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cammie's my new LZ 10 camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it to the mantle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking of zhng-ing this little darling of mine&lt;br /&gt;but in another style&lt;br /&gt;this time round, it'ld be in the theme of urban sophistication&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been having a thought on my mind recently&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty touched/ moved by someone's sincerity&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling quite uncertain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this thought is pretty irksome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan't dwell on it&lt;br /&gt;it cause my goosebumps to rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love bread&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to express my love for bread&lt;br /&gt;bread is like a staple to me&lt;br /&gt;i cannot live without it&lt;br /&gt;it gives me the much needed energy&lt;br /&gt;it is so plain yet so awesome, soft on the inside, and hard on the outside&lt;br /&gt;it withstands heat over 100 degrees&lt;br /&gt;and it comes in all sorts, shapes, flavours, textures and even colours&lt;br /&gt;it totally brightens up my day&lt;br /&gt;from a far distance, the smell of it makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;and the thought of it makes me crave for it&lt;br /&gt;bread oh bread,&lt;br /&gt;the love of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, will u be my bread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-9141173625443908970?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9141173625443908970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=9141173625443908970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/9141173625443908970'/><link 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/&gt;this is christmas holiday week 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's not a total holiday cause' we've got work to do and after holidays we've got ppt presentation.&lt;br /&gt;it's one of the worst hol in my 3 years in TP but let me just take it that all endings are either drastic, dramatic or extra ordinarily memorable in a certain other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondary school had much dreaded Os&lt;br /&gt;primary school had much hated PSLE&lt;br /&gt;JC had much torturous As&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, poly's the same too&lt;br /&gt;fyp ain't the most fun subject but well, on a brighter note, i learnt ALOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to graduate and go on graduation trip&lt;br /&gt;but after that, i'll start worrying about furthering my studies and finding a job.&lt;br /&gt;i got much plans in mind&lt;br /&gt;but, oh well, i'll let God decide my future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've got many photos to upload&lt;br /&gt;shall upload it the next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ECP with bestie today&lt;br /&gt;skate and cycle for a few hours&lt;br /&gt;and i fell while skating&lt;br /&gt;the fall was pretty bad&lt;br /&gt;think my butt didn't help to cushion the impact so i went into a state of daze&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm having aftermath effects of pain in da ass and headache which now subsided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st dec is my birthday&lt;br /&gt;and it's also the time of the year people wanna party and countdown&lt;br /&gt;but honestly, i'm not into such events&lt;br /&gt;honestly honestly, i don't feel like going to the beach party on second thoughts :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i've got presentation in the morning/ afternoon that day&lt;br /&gt;and i want just something that is fun and casual and not excessive&lt;br /&gt;i might just end up scooping ice cream from a tub infront of the TV&lt;br /&gt;and spend the entire night watching random shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see how...&lt;br /&gt;decent birthday celebration is much desired&lt;br /&gt;goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8093431560843095932?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8093431560843095932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=8093431560843095932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8093431560843095932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8093431560843095932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/12/week-1-monday.html' title='week 1, monday'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-9176243722462940308</id><published>2009-12-07T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T01:43:09.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life after interim 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sx09bqbRLsI/AAAAAAAAAoM/4fJKDqSYrkQ/s1600-h/SDC10990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sx09bqbRLsI/AAAAAAAAAoM/4fJKDqSYrkQ/s320/SDC10990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412549872623627970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412540972390165538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sx01VVIHmqI/AAAAAAAAAnM/iizvfTB-tJ4/s1600-h/Photo-0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sx01VVIHmqI/AAAAAAAAAnM/iizvfTB-tJ4/s320/Photo-0055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412540967733926562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sx01U54ODnI/AAAAAAAAAnE/vPxKDBZpS-U/s1600-h/Photo-0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sx01U54ODnI/AAAAAAAAAnE/vPxKDBZpS-U/s320/Photo-0053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412540960419483250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to type&lt;br /&gt;anyway, those are pictures of my thailand trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was good. i mean, boy, i never lived in a service apartment with private pool whereby the pool is at your balcony.&lt;br /&gt;went there mainly to visit the company i collaborate with.&lt;br /&gt;had a rather serious meeting with them in their meeting room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, food there is cheap and good&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda miss that pizza too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was interim 1.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;i love presentations&lt;br /&gt;they so rock. rock big time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my mum just gave me another present.&lt;br /&gt;i think this is my christmas present. my handphone is my birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;it's a sembonia wallet. quite shock about her choice. but it's from my mum so i'll treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite sweet actually. although... um... nvm. purple and has a metal butterfly with a few diamontes encrusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow my whole family will be leaving home at 7am. they will be back on friday&lt;br /&gt;so home alone for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means, buying my meals, boiling water, washing clothes, watering the flowers, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loathe the state of my room now&lt;br /&gt;extremely untidy&lt;br /&gt;but i can't be bothered now&lt;br /&gt;really very tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i wanna rest now&lt;br /&gt;bye people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-9176243722462940308?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9176243722462940308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=9176243722462940308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-7911400472036025811</id><published>2009-11-19T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:43:55.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my school, the fridge</title><content type='html'>i am in school&lt;br /&gt;in a frigging human fridge&lt;br /&gt;typing away&lt;br /&gt;and staring at a lifeless electronic screen&lt;br /&gt;with little flickering lights and buzzing sounds&lt;br /&gt;that human call the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human fridge&lt;br /&gt;is places in my school&lt;br /&gt;where they blast the aircon real high&lt;br /&gt;and make us get in and out of it through matric cards&lt;br /&gt;and whenever the door closes,&lt;br /&gt;it bangs real hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be great if..&lt;br /&gt;i've got a hot cuppa in one hand&lt;br /&gt;and probably a chicken stew in the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i woke up frigging early to enter torture zone on  my own accord&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i didn't read my email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am doing and gonna do finish my work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back kinda ache&lt;br /&gt;and my head was very pain yest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyp doesn't seem to rock&lt;br /&gt;but i love it cause i know after this phase,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be freeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;for just a few months and i gotta work and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel odd about something&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells&lt;br /&gt;shan't dwell on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i will really start doing my work now.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-7911400472036025811?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5470646387598695717</id><published>2009-11-17T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:49:56.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new air</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, alas, no lessons, no classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend tomorrow wisely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm feeling REALLY full right now&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, i feel overfed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of my chicken rice was like a fish all to myself, a bowl of soup and a plate of vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really very filling.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, 1 packet of chicken rice is enough to fill me&lt;br /&gt;3 additional sides are just too much for me to handle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone is creepy&lt;br /&gt;it keeps lighting up as though there's an incoming msg/ call but there isn't&lt;br /&gt;and it lights up on its own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY didn't touch it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go do some work now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking about what my mum told me over the dinner table&lt;br /&gt;it's not bothering me&lt;br /&gt;but it's been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ever wonder&lt;br /&gt;if i'll find someone i love&lt;br /&gt;someone i really really love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am having a jetsetting year end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying off on the 25th to 28th&lt;br /&gt;and on the 3rd week of Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be alone from 8th Dec till the end of that week&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone will be off the shores of SG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my calender is filled with reminders, to-dos, IMPORTANT!, birthdays and special dates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the air of christmas&lt;br /&gt;i love to know this year is drawing to a close&lt;br /&gt;i love to know that this christmas would be so fantastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this christmas, i'll probably try making truffles and christmas pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure yet&lt;br /&gt;have been wanting to make truffles for a pretty long time&lt;br /&gt;i thought about the flavours already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5470646387598695717?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5470646387598695717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5470646387598695717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5470646387598695717'/><link rel='self' 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had a nice chicken chop topped off with barbeque sauce and onions accompanied with cheesy pasta salad and cooked broccolis and carrots for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;how yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in totally no mood for work. i really feel like taking a good night's rest or just laze on the couch watching the telly or maybe take a stroll somewhere quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like doing something else than work&lt;br /&gt;it's a really bad thought i must not entertain&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's a new block&lt;br /&gt;which means new timetable&lt;br /&gt;which also means additional lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i hate the ring of it&lt;br /&gt;it spells tiredness and additional work&lt;br /&gt;on the contrary, stress brings drive which might help motivate in my fyp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's shiqi's birthday today&lt;br /&gt;wanted to wish her at like 11.59. haha. instead of being the first to wish why not just be the last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the onion smell is still lingering in my mouth ://///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's not back from her dinner yet&lt;br /&gt;and dad was SUPER hilarious just now&lt;br /&gt;he walked out with a bolster in his hand&lt;br /&gt;and his hair out-of-the-bed&lt;br /&gt;it was as though he sleep walked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i miss the taste of nachos with cheese so much?&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm gonna get my hair cut soon&lt;br /&gt;let me give you a snippet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hair-styles-secrets-revealed.com/images/victoria-beckham-pob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.hair-styles-secrets-revealed.com/images/victoria-beckham-pob.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;yay or nay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to reality&lt;br /&gt;back to work.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3666577523176347041?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3666577523176347041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3666577523176347041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3666577523176347041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3666577523176347041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-again.html' title='sunday again'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-2969035559144515855</id><published>2009-11-15T03:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T03:25:18.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>I was reading my older entries&lt;br /&gt;and i realised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke up with D for approx 1 and a half years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised we quarelled 70% of the time&lt;br /&gt;but i realised i really felt very pampered too&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, i was dependent&lt;br /&gt;and fatter&lt;br /&gt;and abit prettier (i feel)&lt;br /&gt;was on bad terms with ______&lt;br /&gt;and wrote alot more of my true feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog has been here for 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;lots of stories to be read&lt;br /&gt;but i'll keep them private&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'll REALLY sleep now&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-2969035559144515855?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2969035559144515855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=2969035559144515855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2969035559144515855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2969035559144515855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-76232714550837925</id><published>2009-11-15T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T02:56:29.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night's cry/ morning's whimper</title><content type='html'>i felt so dumb today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot that 28th Nov is the competition&lt;br /&gt;and i'm the emcee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt as thought i bombed things out&lt;br /&gt;i felt stupid&lt;br /&gt;i felt like crap&lt;br /&gt;nothing could be done&lt;br /&gt;the tickets booked&lt;br /&gt;flight confirmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aweful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si-eh pek-chek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurdles in life seem to come through and through each day&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself,&lt;br /&gt;there's a reason why hurdles are there&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself,&lt;br /&gt;don't even stop to sigh or to even think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just keep going&lt;br /&gt;and going&lt;br /&gt;and going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a new skin&lt;br /&gt;it's minimalist&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly thought of my lame joke on friday&lt;br /&gt;"guys are like meat, they spoil over time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-6409390482647622006</id><published>2009-11-08T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:51:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello sunday</title><content type='html'>today is sunday&lt;br /&gt;today is great&lt;br /&gt;now i gotta go have my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to zouk's flea market today&lt;br /&gt;and it was okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a dress&lt;br /&gt;and i think it's NOT flattering after trying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like getting jeans from zara and CK&lt;br /&gt;and i saw a seriously HOT pait of pants from zara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, its good to just keep comments to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;that's all&lt;br /&gt;bye world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-6409390482647622006?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6409390482647622006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=6409390482647622006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/6409390482647622006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/6409390482647622006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-sunday.html' title='hello sunday'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-4151039704989985271</id><published>2009-11-05T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:43:05.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fyp</title><content type='html'>At some point in my life, i no longer show honest and truthful side of me.&lt;br /&gt;i lie my way through by pretending to be this somebody that probably is just half of what i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wear a mask, a mask that shows how strong i am, how cold i am, how unwavered i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but within there is little shrills of cries, whimpers and sounds of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i felt stressed and wanna break down.&lt;br /&gt;at times, its not about the stress from external sources but from yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt, so many times this week the inability to hear my own voice,&lt;br /&gt;to feel my hunger pangs,&lt;br /&gt;to know when nature is signalling for me to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired. but no sleep or rest can recover it. but only when i know the burden is lifted, i can soar once again like how i used to, on wings of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was 5years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life.when i went to school, they asked me what i wanted to be when i grew up. i wrote down "happy". they told me i didn't understand the assignment and i told them they didn't understand life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pact sealed&lt;br /&gt;a promise made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's hard to find beauty in negative spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lord is good.&lt;br /&gt;i know it for i tasted it.&lt;br /&gt;let the next week be good&lt;br /&gt;at least set out a race that i can pace steadily, not too harsh please.&lt;br /&gt;let me have ample rest in between&lt;br /&gt;and short breaks for food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying off soon&lt;br /&gt;anyone needs anything from thailand?&lt;br /&gt;fly there for serious business, so don't envy me.&lt;br /&gt;for if given a choice, i don't really wanna fly over. moolah yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, bye world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-4151039704989985271?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4151039704989985271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=4151039704989985271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brunch at coffeebean. (i ate half of bestie's cake. she is pro at wasting food mann)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/St88vRvLe2I/AAAAAAAAAk8/vDXOhimoZvA/s1600-h/Picture0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/St88vRvLe2I/AAAAAAAAAk8/vDXOhimoZvA/s320/Picture0018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395097661525949282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiwi and lychee flavoured Lays from China.&lt;br /&gt;one word - exotic&lt;br /&gt;honestly, not v nice. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/St88us5epFI/AAAAAAAAAk0/JzMoFYalB78/s1600-h/Picture0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/St88us5epFI/AAAAAAAAAk0/JzMoFYalB78/s320/Picture0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395097651637036114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/St88uAt1sQI/AAAAAAAAAks/d2tyI1_K2-U/s1600-h/Picture0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/St88uAt1sQI/AAAAAAAAAks/d2tyI1_K2-U/s320/Picture0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395097639777054978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM CURRENTLY PISSED OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel wired up inside&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 12 and I have the whole concept for major project in mind&lt;br /&gt;but i have yet to do anything about it in terms of visuals or words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too lazy to do anything now&lt;br /&gt;but just getting angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh argh argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be angry&lt;br /&gt;but i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like just telling you to stop liking me&lt;br /&gt;and you too&lt;br /&gt;so its you and you&lt;br /&gt;just don't like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just leave me alone, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel stressed that someone treats me good and does not expect a return.&lt;br /&gt;this is THE real world&lt;br /&gt;i believe everyone's practical somehow or rather&lt;br /&gt;so in some way u'll expect something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the first time i feel so stressed over this&lt;br /&gt;i really really don't like you&lt;br /&gt;and i already say it a few times&lt;br /&gt;but, i don't know why, i thought truths are like knives&lt;br /&gt;they pierce you and make you pain&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't seem to register in that sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for you&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what are you treating me as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know what are punching bags for?&lt;br /&gt;to be kicked and punched during practice&lt;br /&gt;and left alone when not needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't do anything for u&lt;br /&gt;not anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate wednesday nights&lt;br /&gt;actually it's just today i hate&lt;br /&gt;i'm just feeling angsty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after today's conversation&lt;br /&gt;i actually wanted to work with this person&lt;br /&gt;but as the convo goes on&lt;br /&gt;i decided against it&lt;br /&gt;it's not about the concept&lt;br /&gt;it's about the character of the person&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i feel tired&lt;br /&gt;you know why lecturers in poly are different from teachers in sec sch?&lt;br /&gt;lecturers don't spoon feed you&lt;br /&gt;at times, its good to ask&lt;br /&gt;at times, don't just keep asking how, think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is angsty little pearlyn sitting on top of a strawberry parfait and whining why isn't it chocolate&lt;br /&gt;she's wondering why can't the sky have pink in it&lt;br /&gt;or why the grass can't be a little cleaner&lt;br /&gt;why earthworms look so unappealing&lt;br /&gt;and why paper cranes can't fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemon puff biscuits, chocolate oat drink and eggs for supper&lt;br /&gt;why no peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;or blueberry tartlets?&lt;br /&gt;shall finish up supper.&lt;br /&gt;and do my work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;angsty&lt;/span&gt; world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-7988664871209850549?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7988664871209850549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=7988664871209850549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7988664871209850549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7988664871209850549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-wanna-do-work.html' title='don&apos;t wanna do work!'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/St8_B-eJrkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ScovuUraaGM/s72-c/Picture0138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-706764749850565163</id><published>2009-10-20T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:28:34.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an end marks a start</title><content type='html'>I am worn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, internship ended.&lt;br /&gt;it ended well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my appraisal was good&lt;br /&gt;my superiors and colleagues treated me good&lt;br /&gt;my farewell dinner was... fabulous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merchant court ellenborough buffet was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;i love cakes&lt;br /&gt;and i love fresh oysters, mussels, prawns, crayfish, scallops.... in short, seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internship ended and that marks the start of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school started pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;bad in terms of heavy work load&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the first day and i had like 4 plus hours of sleep&lt;br /&gt;which is so not enough&lt;br /&gt;during internship, 8 hours was like a practice&lt;br /&gt;9 hours the norm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school started out with major project briefing, meeting and proposal of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;i saw all and honestly, i don't know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a vague idea in mind&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know if it will work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had a scrumptious dinner&lt;br /&gt;and i really don't remember having chicken wrap at itas&lt;br /&gt;scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know how to express this feeling i have&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am over sensitive&lt;br /&gt;but i seem to think some people feel uneasy with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings and intuition, i shall stop my guessing game&lt;br /&gt;i think for a moment, i am quite back to my little world of designing, designing, designing and more chiong-ing of designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's a race&lt;br /&gt;u can't stop to take a breath&lt;br /&gt;u'll loose momentum and lag behind&lt;br /&gt;when u catch up, u look around&lt;br /&gt;and realise the crowd running with you previously disappeared&lt;br /&gt;and u glance far ahead&lt;br /&gt;and u see their back views as they pace steadily&lt;br /&gt;u wish one of them would lag behind so u got a companion&lt;br /&gt;but none of them even turn their heads behind to see if u're still part of the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u just can't catch up&lt;br /&gt;but slowly and surely, through determination and extra effort, u can still pace up&lt;br /&gt;and be back tgt with that running crowd u were with previously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a rat race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drown in your sorrows, o sleeper&lt;br /&gt;if u think u can stop and reminisce on the past&lt;br /&gt;or tell me sob stories that u hope might move me&lt;br /&gt;think again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i moved forward&lt;br /&gt;telling myself to be twice as strong&lt;br /&gt;i hope u wake up and stop your nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;count, how many years till the big 3 arrives....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway, if you guys don't know, yest was daphne's big day, it's her 19th birthday! her 19th birthday on the 19th of Oct.&lt;br /&gt;it was hard to plan all the surprise welcome and birthday celebration, but i'm glad, all went well&lt;br /&gt;i realise who are the ones who really care&lt;br /&gt;and the ones who don't really exactly care&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to say&lt;br /&gt;but i learnt and observed alot.&lt;br /&gt;and along the way&lt;br /&gt;i realise a friend in need is a friend indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night&lt;br /&gt;world and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-706764749850565163?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/706764749850565163/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-7331954819044458638</id><published>2009-10-12T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:02:37.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday is blue and black</title><content type='html'>I wanted to talk about happy events that happened during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, monday, my mood was just a total 180 degrees opposite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really really really sad today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to express how I feel today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started from lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's the lady called winnie.&lt;br /&gt;she screamed at me once, a few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;and it was not because i didn't help her arrange her job schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because my supervisor did not do it&lt;br /&gt;i reminded my supervisor a couple of times&lt;br /&gt;even when winnie threatened me, my supervisor still took her time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got all the screaming, all the unhappiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i didn't know my boss will be driving down to this centre that this lady winnie works.&lt;br /&gt;apparently they both are friends...&lt;br /&gt;and winnie says if she see me she wouldn't have appetite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before this, the boss know about our conflict&lt;br /&gt;and he knew it through winnie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand why winnie must tell him&lt;br /&gt;i know u were angry&lt;br /&gt;but do you think the person who got the scolding would not get angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you think about it, do you think a temp staff (she knows i'm new + i'm taking over the admin's place for 1 month)&lt;br /&gt;would know all about the job schedule?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't my fault&lt;br /&gt;but what i got, what was hurled at me was something i did not deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel maligned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrible. atrociously terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worse, someone totally stood me up.&lt;br /&gt;in other words, someone pang-seh me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home at 9, with an empty stomach, an empty heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today unfolded with a series of unhappy events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to admit&lt;br /&gt;but today i cried very very bitterly&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand why my boss even knowing the unhappiness between me and winnie must drive us down to have lunch TOGETHER!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make us awkward&lt;br /&gt;and she just made me transparent&lt;br /&gt;she just talked to everyone but me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just terrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i really feel like telling on my supervisor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate how all these unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world, i hate you&lt;br /&gt;i really do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-7331954819044458638?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7331954819044458638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=7331954819044458638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7331954819044458638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7331954819044458638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-is-blue-and-black.html' title='monday is blue and black'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-4163328382332409459</id><published>2009-10-05T10:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:08:34.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend fun</title><content type='html'>feeling kinda tired now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. now, i'm at my office and it's the time of the day 95.0 fm plays nice soothing music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i miss the sun that peeps into the earth through the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;it seems to disappear&lt;br /&gt;the sky is as gloomy as ever&lt;br /&gt;as gloomy as the world is right now&lt;br /&gt;natural disasters all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;Samoa, India, Philippines, Indonesia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with this song:&lt;br /&gt;Make it mine by Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had much fun over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i'ld put on weight&lt;br /&gt;but who cares, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to changi airport on friday after work&lt;br /&gt;carpark fees were ex mann.&lt;br /&gt;6.35 for like 4 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on search for popeyes, oh there's 2 popeyes there. one at T1 and one at T3. someone won the bet so dinner was on me. lol. had Earle Swensens instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earle Swensens is actually another Swensens just that they have a little salad bar whereby u can go pick up your veggies and appetisers before your main arrives.&lt;br /&gt;I like it.&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was holland V.&lt;br /&gt;had 3 Monkeys Cafe for lunch/tea&lt;br /&gt;the food is not bad and the portions huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw a super cute shih tzu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later went to night safari&lt;br /&gt;train of terror was goood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload pics the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was family day&lt;br /&gt;after gym was dinner at my fav place&lt;br /&gt;and we had durian feast&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work!&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-4163328382332409459?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4163328382332409459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=4163328382332409459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest i had sushi. yum yum. just ordered straight from the menu, not the buffet. and i had such a feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, yest was a happy day&lt;br /&gt;cause... people made me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people around me&lt;br /&gt;yup yup&lt;br /&gt;i am one happy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i'm happy too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked to the bus stop to realise i missed my bus but i didn't really care if i'm gonna be late.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm always the one who mail out their stuff everyday&lt;br /&gt;i've to take a detour and post all the mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happens like 3 times a week&lt;br /&gt;and it kinda gets irritating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, take it in my stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanna watch Fame some day&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna date me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go 3 monkeys cafe at Holland V this sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss bestie.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've been the bestest little girl these months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been shopping non stop&lt;br /&gt;and pub hopping&lt;br /&gt;no clubbing please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired of such partying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway H.H just told me about major proj&lt;br /&gt;i'm SO excited&lt;br /&gt;in groups of 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i know what i wanna do when i grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is gonna be a secret till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you one thing,&lt;br /&gt;my favourite flowers are half bloom champagne roses or pink dwarf clovers. i like pink daisies too but i would love it from friends only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8443886768081105023?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say hi to little fat rat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SsBRxWt3C8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/pTkFL8MJkpU/s1600-h/Picture0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SsBRxWt3C8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/pTkFL8MJkpU/s320/Picture0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386395062688484290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come to work, and people surprise me with nice, happy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow h.h is coming to my work place&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for the real review of this company&lt;br /&gt;sorry dudes but, i'll just be truthful&lt;br /&gt;if it sucks,&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, gone be fake bosses and superiors&lt;br /&gt;be ready to face the consequences of your actions?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1768708297995405267?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1768708297995405267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1768708297995405267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1768708297995405267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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whether i should add my blog link onto my FB account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want someone to read it. but i blog about that someone pretty often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life kinda revolves around work and friends. school is partially out of the picture. i know it'll come back when internship ends. i wanna get a camera and a good phone that doesn't die on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i snapped a picture of a running baby rat. super gross. i hate rats big time. gross little grey creatures that always make me shriek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this week had been great. it's shorter and more exciting than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was a holiday. so, i had hi tea at Carousel at town with joy.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like their sweets rather than their savoury. their scones wasn't that good though. and after that, i made my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday i met up with ZB to pass him moon cakes that i promised. i will never go to AMK after work unless i really have to. like to meet friends or what. cause it's soo crowded. if i fall, i think i'll die of stampede.&lt;br /&gt;after that, he drove me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was reserved for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;watched time traveller's wife. it was okay. not too bad nor impressive. the female lead's pretty! i kinda enjoy little catch-ups or crudely gossips among us. at times, i tell myself, i thought it's wrong to gossip? haha. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's thursday.&lt;br /&gt;today i had a really big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;i went home and had dinner. and i kinda ignored my phone. when i return i found a message to tell me to go down.&lt;br /&gt;was very surprised to receive the flower and moon cakes. honestly, i found myself smiling non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never imagined someone would drive all the way to my doorstep and wait till i reply to just make my day right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time someone did something for me. it usually didn't occur this way. i felt touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel his sincerity. he was sick, but he just wanted to make my day right so, he went out to get moon cakes and flower for me. like wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i feel this very neutral feeling besides the touched part towards him.&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself, we're just friends. so, what's the fuss?&lt;br /&gt;but friends? with flower? and driving down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get all wired up inside&lt;br /&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is such a funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;what if i say my heart is still retained in the hands of my ex-lover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i made things clear&lt;br /&gt;so, yup, as long as i keep my stand, i think all will go fine&lt;br /&gt;i just want to establish a good career and not think about other things in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'll concentrate on my work and of course, planning for my best friend's big day - 19th year old bash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to make bestie smile ear to ear when she returns&lt;br /&gt;and spend lots of time with her&lt;br /&gt;try imaginating this:&lt;br /&gt;alone with someone whom you can't pour your sorrows to in a foreign land that has limited bandwidth and expensive talk time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could cry when she cries&lt;br /&gt;and laugh when she laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i'm here and she's there...&lt;br /&gt;i can only watch her type her feelings out&lt;br /&gt;and reply, wishing i could give her a big big hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel lousy&lt;br /&gt;really lousy at times&lt;br /&gt;i wished i could be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been really close to my colleagues recently&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i really enjoy their companionship&lt;br /&gt;they're really funny and nice people&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna meet up with them after my colleague returns from taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss them alot when i go back to school&lt;br /&gt;work is fun ONLY with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a common thing for us to 'love' our 'genuine' superiors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll go back to slumberland&lt;br /&gt;looking at this post, i won't post this on FB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer to keep things a little personal&lt;br /&gt;good night cyber world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-4849117094342639087?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4849117094342639087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>office hours</title><content type='html'>i am in my office, staring at my laptop thinking, whao, friday is here and my log book is incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had macdonalds for lunch&lt;br /&gt;and i feel as though my pants is gonna split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why part of me is dying to meet him&lt;br /&gt;part of me just wanna avoid him&lt;br /&gt;for once, i felt loved and wanted&lt;br /&gt;but i know, not now... i got many other impt things waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently talking to my colleague online&lt;br /&gt;and i'm on skype with daph&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, communicating with edwin, msging some other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multi-tasking has become my norm.&lt;br /&gt;if i don't, it does feel odd.&lt;br /&gt;like, i've yet to do something&lt;br /&gt;i check 2 emails a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i pick up calls and do photoshop all at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jot down client's names and notes and also email designers at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live in a fast and furious world&lt;br /&gt;and after the magical hand of the clock strucks 6pm, everything comes to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back to the normal world, taking slow walks and noticing God's creation with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i tried my best to love someone who doesn't love me all the same.&lt;br /&gt;i realise... all these while, i had you on my mind, constantly... but for you, it ain't the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise many times u silently expect me to be the one coming down, making u feel wanted and love but... well, how about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself, no selfish agendas. be selfless&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard&lt;br /&gt;yest, for the first time, i removed that strong image i portrayed.&lt;br /&gt;i cried.&lt;br /&gt;and wipe my tears with my pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if anyone ask me, are you fine, i would say i am&lt;br /&gt;for i will not reveal my weak side. so, yup, this is me. and this is my personal space which i love to ramble and rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt not to expect&lt;br /&gt;for every little thing i receive would be life's little surprises.&lt;br /&gt;life is great, when positivity sets in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, back to my rat race in the office&lt;br /&gt;bye world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-9197976324016620125?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9197976324016620125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=9197976324016620125' title='0 Comments'/><link 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be.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my results was loving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving&lt;br /&gt;You are a loving woman. Your value is far above rubies (Proverbs 31). You are always there for those you love and you are extremely loving to your husband. You build him up, you allow him to make mistakes, and grow, and more importantly you let him be a man. You will experience long-lasting love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bored and so i did it.&lt;br /&gt;after the results popped up, i thought about my conversation with daphne and the recent happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i think too much. i'll just wait and see how everything will unfold.&lt;br /&gt;i heard about zoe's sis's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whao.&lt;br /&gt;it's so unexpected. and i think the wedding is very unique.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i'm very traditional.&lt;br /&gt;i wish to walk down the aisle in a church and hear church bells ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to wear a cream coloured gown with a long train.&lt;br /&gt;my dress must have little rosettes of which the whole dress is semi old victorian inspired&lt;br /&gt;i want it to be littered with little crystals and the gown made of either silk or taffeta with chiffon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how can i forget my favourite champagne roses.&lt;br /&gt;either champagne roses or pink daisies. i think roses would be better.&lt;br /&gt;and they must be half-bloom. with a gentle scent of sweet rose aroma&lt;br /&gt;the bouquet must contain baby breaths too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;that's my side of a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i want a little puppy.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a cactus which i named oasis.&lt;br /&gt;i want a yorkshire terrier.. full white, male. i shan't reveal what i would name it&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i lived in a big house.&lt;br /&gt;i would love to have a husky or... a wolf/ fox-like dog.&lt;br /&gt;one that i know is loyal to me.&lt;br /&gt;i uphold loyalty u see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough of rambling&lt;br /&gt;shall sleep like a baby&lt;br /&gt;good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8869498596060941127?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8869498596060941127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=8869498596060941127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8869498596060941127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8869498596060941127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-bells.html' title='wedding bells'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-311496126751584795</id><published>2009-09-13T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:24:56.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>today's the 13th of sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is someone special to me's special day.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happen over the weekend. weekdays were as retinal as usual. i hate the idea of next week. cause' decem won't be in the office... leaving me and LV and lan jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be very very very sad. she's like.. one of those colleagues i can communicate better with. sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the weekends... i met up with a friend and i ran a big errand - sending a present to someone's doorstep. i kinda miss the place. i was praying before heading there that i would run into aunty and guess what, i ran into her at the lift landing... and so we chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which... i passed her the gift that was meant for birthday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to really express my feelings throughout that whole anticipation and that chat with aunty. i miss aunty so much. she's like... someone i count dear to me but yet... at times... i tell myself i can't treat her so dearly because it might cause awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time, i admit, i nearly cried when talking to her. i was practically choking back my emotions and swallowing my tears. i just held it back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed alot since the last time i saw aunty. so much, she couldn't recognise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out on friday and sat. i don't know why but... i have mixed feelings. it was the first time on the flyer with someone you don't like yet you don't hate. it was the first time i enjoyed a movie so much but felt stranger to the one sitting beside me. it was the first time i sat in someone's car thinking about a million and one things other than the driver.&lt;br /&gt;i feel terrible now.&lt;br /&gt;really terrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck at this.&lt;br /&gt;big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate companionship.. but besides that.. i wonder if that kindness shown was beyond friendship. i feel bad that you enjoyed yourself so much but.. on my side... i just.. solely looked at it as time spent with someone. i thought by making it clear while we were on the flyer would probably be good... but i felt really bad when i saw the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i say now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign. the worst is... you don't seem to get the cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. my middle name is not cruel nor frank. it's more likely to be soft-hearted or timid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i feel terrible right to my marrow. i regretted going out with you. i wished you didn't treat me this nice. i wished you didn't pick me up and ferry me all around. i wished you didn't paid for the tabs nor did you suggest to go interesting places. i wish we stayed as cold as we used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if how i feel towards you was how my ex felt towards me during our first date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i ignored you, would you still persist and wait for me and ferry me to anywhere i wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if you read this post, would you stop being so nice or stop asking me out.&lt;br /&gt;cause i wished everything stopped now. for i will feel even more guilty and well, trying to avoid you.&lt;br /&gt;and if you knew why i feel so unmoved by you, i believe you'll hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign.&lt;br /&gt;2 birthdays in 1 week. 1 terrible feeling in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember you telling me the importance of the hand brake in your car.&lt;br /&gt;i think we should use the hand brake now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling terrible and totally numb,&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-311496126751584795?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/311496126751584795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=311496126751584795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/311496126751584795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/311496126751584795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-364265416054135011</id><published>2009-09-03T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:46:57.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great aromas</title><content type='html'>わたしはしんじゅです&lt;br /&gt;watashi wa shinju (しんじゅ) desu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna head out to meet the girls at 6.30 in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's great. i have gotten myself 2 free cakes. a really tall choc cake (choc delight) and an apple crumble pie. YIPPEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, shall pack up soon and go meet the girls.&lt;br /&gt;hey peeps, i love days whereby superiors are too busy for me!&lt;br /&gt;so just keep it this way (THIS GOES OUT TO ONLY MY SUPERIORS IN MY OFFICE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-364265416054135011?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/364265416054135011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=364265416054135011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/364265416054135011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/364265416054135011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-aromas.html' title='great aromas'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-7458757035719807534</id><published>2009-09-02T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:20:52.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working days</title><content type='html'>Isn't it nice if life is full of dusty colours?&lt;br /&gt;colours that are not too loud nor too soft&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. but i love mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they seem so quiet and has an unspoken beauty in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chanced upon a book that had little bits of illustrations that reminded me of old Enid Blyton fairy tales. It had that vintage 1930s feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;there was a short paragraph that went something like that, "point out how beautiful the flowers of the fields are, how brightly the sun shines, how crystal clear the lakes are or how sweet the sounds of the chirping of birds are. for all these were made by God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to go to work each day and pause on the fifth step and just take in a breath of this sweet-smelling fruitty aroma that greets me. It is this bottle of expensive pomegranade and sage aromatic oil that just adds that drop of cheer to my working life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like cold breezy mornings and i like to peek out of my bedroom's window to see morning mist settling away.&lt;br /&gt;though i wish to snuggle in bed an hour or so more, i am excited at thoughts of warm, filling breakfasts and quiet morning walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love a tall glass of cold milk on a warm morning and a hot cuppa chocolate or coffee on a cold morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning and evening walks make life pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my office is settled in a quaint area where convenience is rather out of the picture. i love to notice the colourful array of flowers peeping out from people's front lawns and the crystal drops of dew on leaves and grasses that remind me of babies tear drops from a morning's yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working may seem like a retinal and boring set of to-dos each day. but i skip my way to work, observing little creations by God and just not thinking too much about each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's great with silence as much as it is with noise and company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learn to just step a step back and bask in morning's beauty before stepping into a moment of busyness and endlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buona sera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-7458757035719807534?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7458757035719807534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=7458757035719807534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7458757035719807534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7458757035719807534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/09/working-days.html' title='working days'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3010558585543780356</id><published>2009-08-24T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:36:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>count down, 8 weeks more</title><content type='html'>Here I am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in silence, without a bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat little, just 6 plates of chicken rice a day&lt;br /&gt;I am light, I weight a mere 100kg&lt;br /&gt;I am a baby dinosaur!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's monday once again.&lt;br /&gt;counting down, it's 8 weeks till the end of internship. Somehow, weirdly enough, humans in nature are adaptive creatures and I have adapted to this working timing that I have to abide by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly enough, I kinda like the fact that when I go to work at 9 till 6, my mind's more or less about the things I wanna complete and when I knock off or during weekends, I totally ignore that certain email inbox that holds more than a thousand emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind just switches off, and it's not like school when your mind is constantly thinking about homework, deadlines and when would block end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at work, there's no such thing as knock off early... but in school, as long as the lecturer bends the rules or lets us off early, school hours are shorten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, I don't like desk jobs. U sit and get fat. And you do alot of typing which causes harm to the eyes and you're always in an air-conditioned area which makes skin dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not fussy, but it's TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love my closet. My closet at home of course. I added in new shelves and... I just love it :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. If you notice the time, it's my working hours, so, I'm gonna bury my head back to work and just wait patiently for lunch break and 6pm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving what my little world revolves around,&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3010558585543780356?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3010558585543780356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3010558585543780356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3010558585543780356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3010558585543780356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/count-down-8-weeks-more.html' title='count down, 8 weeks more'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5678622853204926306</id><published>2009-08-19T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:56:57.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beauty and ugliness of the world</title><content type='html'>Now I understand that some mistakes are not pardonable with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOme grievances and bite marks last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it be just so little, a pebble that caused you to stumble, why can't some people overlook other people's mistakes they commited years ago and just try to embrace them with trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand what it means that the people you love the most hurts you the most....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll prob be wondering what am I talking about and what is this issue of trust about. I shan't breathe a word about it anymore but I'll always bear this in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has grown apart. Everyone has grown up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hang out with my friends again on a regular basis like how we used to when we were in secondary school. I miss the times when I can really throw aside the mask I put on and just eat what I craved for and do the things that best tickle me with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mask I put on is a mask I am forced to wear. I can't take it down. I will be put down for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pity me for this, for one day, everyone would understand that kind of a fake front you have to put on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infront of your superiors and clients, people you meet and people you regard as 'friends'. life's a torture with that, but I still try to just smile under the mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like internship. I don't like my work. I don't like to talk in a properly-measured-and-tailoured manner. I don't like to laugh professionally at the right jokes at the right time. I don't like to put on that fake front that is just so not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to wear office skirts and carry laptop around. I don't like to look convincing to others when I am not convinced myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to do something I love. something genuinely me. To just design and be part of the behind the scenes work that does not require me to be what i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is sucha bad week. Let me just drown in my sadness a little before I surface up to forget what I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5678622853204926306?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5678622853204926306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5678622853204926306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5678622853204926306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5678622853204926306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/beauty-and-ugliness-of-world.html' title='the beauty and ugliness of the world'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-7238214895637653458</id><published>2009-08-16T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:57:42.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, 4th week</title><content type='html'>This is the end of 3rd week and beginning of the 4th week of internship. Well, 9 weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO counting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I don't hate internship nor do I find it really worse than school. Honestly, I love the part whereby besides 9-6, the rest of the time, I am literally free. No schoolwork, nothing cluttering my mind, nothing that tells me, you've got extra work to do. This feeling is Awesome and Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, however, maybe I just wish that I could have an internship whereby I choose what work I do. But, I know in whatever I do, just smile, with no grumble or dispute and just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positivity is the way to go, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. I realise I have to watch my spending BIG TIME!! I spend an approx of 100 plus a week, excluding transportation and food. It's pretty scary. I SHOULD watch what I swipe. But I realise my mum's worse than me. And somehow, she doesn't realise that I took that on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dreaming about something lately. I have much free time, and it gives me room to come up with crazy ideas. Like coming up with DIYs, decos, room furnishings, tea parties (after internship?) and many others. Recently I made 2 shelves for my expanding wardrobe. I need more hangers and boxes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikea has become a annual visit for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love wooden doll houses, tea cups and white dollies under porcelain gold-plated plates. I like the idea of sipping earl grey tea with lemon under summer skies, munching on  gold dusted cookies and cupcakes with floral icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of summer passing by and autumn approaching is a feeling that the new year would come soon, not that soon, but somewhat soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a feeling of the dawn of anticipation. Looking back, I realise I have been living at my current nest for 10 whole years. I miss the old uncle and aunty whom I use to smile to whenever they came over when I was at my previous house. Time flies, and at times, I wished it flew faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wonder what you're doing now. At times I hear the music you love ringing by my ears and I stop to just wonder, are you doing fine? I miss peering down at the unlighted lamp to see it being lit up by someone. Someone oh so dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make hay while the sun shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, the time has come and pass.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe time will just let some things fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestie is now in Guangzhou. Goodie 2 shoes is now separated by distance. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of a frosted summer that would never occur,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye cyber world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-7238214895637653458?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7238214895637653458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=7238214895637653458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7238214895637653458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7238214895637653458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-4th-week.html' title='Welcome, 4th week'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-7965967590513670486</id><published>2009-08-08T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T10:01:49.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the 2nd week of internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in the 2nd week has come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so thrilled at the thought of it.. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. later, would be meet up with daph and then going to timbre with mq. umm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been ok. can't get any better, can't get worst. alrights. i need to do work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-7965967590513670486?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7965967590513670486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=7965967590513670486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7965967590513670486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/7965967590513670486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-2nd-week-of-internship.html' title=''/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1905159204417514041</id><published>2009-07-31T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:43:31.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start of internship</title><content type='html'>I am currently at my workplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign sign sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting used to an environment is not so easy but well, so far, things are OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i heard something the boss said yest. which well, i don't know if it's directed at me and if so, it's not a nice thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be just an intern for 3 months but i expect people to treat me as a colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as I pass my SIP, i can't really be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;there are many things I learnt from here.&lt;br /&gt;and well, i love the fact i am exposed to many things which i might not get a chance to do so in the future. like meeting clients and talking in the professional manner and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's rather fun i would say, the part of learning but at times, i constantly put on a false front because i am not used to them and would tend to shield or defend the true me. to them, i am most probably quiet, serious and just go about doing my own things.&lt;br /&gt;i dress formally and make sure i am on time. and when i am in the office i don't run downstairs to grab a bite and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so not me&lt;br /&gt;but it's the me here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretentious? nope. just unfamiliar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'm glad i'm meeting up friends over the weekends and dap today!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;that means much cheer and colour to my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love learning&lt;br /&gt;but i hate it when my learning environment is away from my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;but face it, i have to learn to cope with different working environment, don't I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks&lt;br /&gt;off to work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1905159204417514041?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1905159204417514041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1905159204417514041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1905159204417514041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1905159204417514041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/07/start-of-internship.html' title='start of internship'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-8351069862756788472</id><published>2009-07-26T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:19:02.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed</title><content type='html'>i just woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just just but not long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just missed stella's bdae celebration.&lt;br /&gt;sadded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... i saw something on someone's space. i feel totally lousy and sad. i don't know how to express this feeling but... it's the kind u feel like screaming, why is life like that. this is just so unfair, so cruel and so punishing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actions come with consequences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the consequences are to be paid for many many many many years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so left out&lt;br /&gt;so alone&lt;br /&gt;it's like i'm a stranger walking amongst the people i love&lt;br /&gt;to be seen but not to be heard&lt;br /&gt;to be known by just my mere appearance&lt;br /&gt;and all else within hidden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign sign sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what could get any better&lt;br /&gt;this week was just bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late submissions&lt;br /&gt;over exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;working while studying&lt;br /&gt;economically unfriendly transportation fees&lt;br /&gt;zonked out before friends party&lt;br /&gt;to see that comment on someone's area/space/profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling&lt;br /&gt;and i say to myself&lt;br /&gt;how many times Lord must I cry out, just give me strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign sign sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressed,&lt;br /&gt;bye ytihs dlrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8351069862756788472?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8351069862756788472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=8351069862756788472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8351069862756788472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8351069862756788472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/07/depressed.html' title='depressed'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-196936082038488204</id><published>2009-07-11T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:45:26.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOT MY PHONE? GET MY KISS!</title><content type='html'>you've heard the news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. its true. i misplaced my phone. i just temporarily can't find it. i'll definitely find it back. mark my words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll kiss the person who finds it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i need a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't need much to put mt in the valley&lt;br /&gt;for i am currently in one&lt;br /&gt;experiencing one of my worst nightmares&lt;br /&gt;to me, it's a horrifying experience that makes my appetite drop at who-knows-when&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i do feel like crying and storming around and demand that i get the right to watch the cctv, check people's bags, force and threaten whoever i categorize as prime suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise that iplcoe (rejumble to decode) is kinda useless when it comes to tracking of phones. one word - disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lau ya lau ya lau pok pok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;i am chatting to someone on msn now&lt;br /&gt;and that particular person is so odd&lt;br /&gt;like seriously if i got nothing to say and i don't reply you expect me to st least say i got nothing to say... it's so senselss, so lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am not a big deal to you and you to me so... oh well, you get it?&lt;br /&gt;ah nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, many things occured recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking to myself about everything.&lt;br /&gt;at times i view situation from afar and i realise many times people jus don't communicate properly. if communication is better altered, don't you feel that harmony would exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe in dramatic teary break ups.&lt;br /&gt;i believe in mutual agreement&lt;br /&gt;i believe in unspoken understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's this fine line that either you get it or you don't kind of thing&lt;br /&gt;but well, i think many people would get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, both's at fault and so am i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fails to self reflect deeply enough&lt;br /&gt;the other fails to inform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one is insensitive&lt;br /&gt;the other harsh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this, anger and frustration towards someone might occur only when one cares for another, when one labels the other 'people that concerns me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone expresses themselves differently. everyone is unique.&lt;br /&gt;some people ride on their emotions, others thinks before making every step, some simply don't express...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes time to know someone well, but a lifetime to embrace them totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is full of pathways that cross in such a rough manner, friction is produced&lt;br /&gt;no matter how adverse the effects of friction is, as long as deep within we all learn to just bury the hatchet, to forgive and to well, be easy with the past, we'll find comfort in everything we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets put ourselves in others shoes and think in their persepective&lt;br /&gt;is the person aware of my anger within all along?&lt;br /&gt;am i too insensitive?&lt;br /&gt;and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in no position to judge&lt;br /&gt;no position to scold&lt;br /&gt;no position to say, you and you are wrong, i am right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i was not honest in telling a friend something that a friend ought to know and allow things to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's full of quests and lessons...&lt;br /&gt;let this be a wake up call for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i keep wanting to share this but i don't know how...&lt;br /&gt;someone.... ah&lt;br /&gt;i'll whisper to your ears if you fancy a little gossip&lt;br /&gt;oops&lt;br /&gt;i mean a little fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-winks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love saturday afternoons,&lt;br /&gt;relaxing at a cafe and doing random things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of knowing someone out there would worry for you when you are down makes you feel rather assured, rather happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how many people in your contact list talks to you on a regular basis?"&lt;br /&gt;"aren't those then the ones you call friends?"&lt;br /&gt;now, i realise, some people whom i don't know are considered friends or not seem to get a position in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i realise manoj is indeed a true friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my friends,&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-196936082038488204?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/196936082038488204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=196936082038488204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/196936082038488204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/196936082038488204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/07/got-my-phone-get-my-kiss.html' title='GOT MY PHONE? GET MY KISS!'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3528847142645008255</id><published>2009-07-07T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:18:35.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird feeling....</title><content type='html'>it feels strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i declare myself single&lt;br /&gt;and tell myself, why not just give love a miss&lt;br /&gt;and just live a really happy life not thinking about such insignificant stuff&lt;br /&gt;i find it really almost impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i am desperate&lt;br /&gt;but i know though i gave up on this which i felt is not suitable for me especially at such a time&lt;br /&gt;there are times i feel, how nice it would be if....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's full of surprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really weird a feeling&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to express it&lt;br /&gt;but recently&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;i hate this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall keep little secrets to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i adore little dogs with beady eyes&lt;br /&gt;awww&lt;br /&gt;i never in my life expected what i felt was a feeling that i found back then in the days of innocence and experimentation to come back&lt;br /&gt;but i know being older means taking the situation more... wisely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall discard irrelevant thoughts and well, just concentrate on being... the girl who I always know myself as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3528847142645008255?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3528847142645008255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3528847142645008255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3528847142645008255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3528847142645008255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/07/weird-feeling.html' title='weird feeling....'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3519823422121825407</id><published>2009-06-24T17:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:15:07.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT STUFF</title><content type='html'>oh my oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are soon to pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that ain't a bad thing afterall. counting the fact i'm gonna graduate soon and there might be a chance to say annyeonghi gaseyo to education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annyeonghi gaseyo means goodbye in korean in case you're wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in loooooove with goo jun pyo. he's sooooo gorgeous. aw -fans myself-&lt;br /&gt;and and and i like that yoon ji hoo. oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goo joon pyo is Lee Min Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flytotheskylover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/lee-min-ho1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://flytotheskylover.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/lee-min-ho1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ji hoo is Kim Hyun Joon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ayumi10689.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/kim_hyun-joong_5256471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 750px;" src="http://ayumi10689.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/kim_hyun-joong_5256471.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melts melts&lt;br /&gt;oh someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i finish boys over flowers within 3 days. and boy, i think it rocks. anyway they say there's a boys over flowers music drama that has been released. how cool is that. they say that it will be told from Woo Bin’s (Kim Joon) point of view, five years later. As the leading man, his female interest will be a newcomer actress. it will be shown on mnet.com and a maybe closure for Yi Jeong (Kim Bum) and Ga Eul (Kim So Eun). i hope to see a proper wedding for Goo Joon Pyo(Lee Min Ho) and Jandi (Gu Hye Sun) actually. HOW EXCITED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life ain't a fairytale. i enjoy basking in what i know as surreal, unrealistic and out of this world. at times i deceive myself for the sake of pleasure or fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to watch a film is to make me satisfied and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence i do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do wish at times fairytales don't just end there&lt;br /&gt;so that i can smile at the thought of it and well, it makes my day fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what kind of designer designs clothes that ain't practical&lt;br /&gt;not me&lt;br /&gt;there are what they call couture but face it, clothes are meant to cover up areas not meant to be exposed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand apparels that do not fulfill the purpose of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being said, picture time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4iI1HLUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/paaVcubRh5E/s1600-h/P1505_16-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4iI1HLUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/paaVcubRh5E/s320/P1505_16-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350831097662352706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4il1DKJI/AAAAAAAAAjc/pQ3i-61SvDs/s1600-h/P1649_16-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4il1DKJI/AAAAAAAAAjc/pQ3i-61SvDs/s320/P1649_16-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350831105446717586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that cap's design is made up of kisses from me, alicia, jacq tang, daph, kyley and ming qi. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4jujb7TI/AAAAAAAAAj0/e5M8OGLMbL4/s1600-h/P1644%5B02%5D_16-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4jujb7TI/AAAAAAAAAj0/e5M8OGLMbL4/s320/P1644%5B02%5D_16-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350831124968631602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4jABszII/AAAAAAAAAjs/j2FFytIjdAk/s1600-h/P1644%5B01%5D_16-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4jABszII/AAAAAAAAAjs/j2FFytIjdAk/s320/P1644%5B01%5D_16-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350831112479100034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4iymqTwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Yc6gRXigyCw/s1600-h/P1644_16-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4iymqTwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Yc6gRXigyCw/s320/P1644_16-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350831108876029698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH7cJb8PqI/AAAAAAAAAj8/hnJDQZrT3tE/s1600-h/P1648%5B02%5D_17-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH7cJb8PqI/AAAAAAAAAj8/hnJDQZrT3tE/s320/P1648%5B02%5D_17-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350834293280882338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try my cooking?&lt;br /&gt;sheperds pie and broccoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinksy and greenie at pastamania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH7dbIu-uI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Hjq2FV1lrXc/s1600-h/P1728%5B01%5D_23-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH7dbIu-uI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Hjq2FV1lrXc/s320/P1728%5B01%5D_23-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350834315212028642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH7dCumW-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/g3PJ-YUJDXs/s1600-h/P1728_23-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH7dCumW-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/g3PJ-YUJDXs/s320/P1728_23-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350834308659960802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH7c0nkHvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/imfGeV7dyzQ/s1600-h/P1727_23-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH7c0nkHvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/imfGeV7dyzQ/s320/P1727_23-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350834304872357618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3519823422121825407?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3519823422121825407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3519823422121825407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3519823422121825407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3519823422121825407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot-stuff.html' title='HOT STUFF'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SkH4iI1HLUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/paaVcubRh5E/s72-c/P1505_16-06-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-424677087713135746</id><published>2009-06-19T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:26:28.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow with plans?</title><content type='html'>Singapore's seriously hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i'm a singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thin skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's friday ONCE again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for my interview today. one question made me really wonder. she asked me why I went to my course and what i really want to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home thinking...&lt;br /&gt;i came in dreaming to be draping cloth on bodyforms and becoming a cutting edge apparel designer...&lt;br /&gt;do i still wanna be one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm placed in an area i'm forced to look at design in a different angle from others.&lt;br /&gt;still with fabrics&lt;br /&gt;but now, in a whole new perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder why I am going to this company&lt;br /&gt;but i realise there's alot for me to tryout here&lt;br /&gt;they really allow me to explore&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;they're nice people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda excited and anticipating for what i call surprises in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can't believe i've got membership to attica just like that&lt;br /&gt;you know what's so great about ladies night?&lt;br /&gt;free entry, complimentry drinks and when you're one lucky lady, you get membership&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're a hot babe, you get more free drinks&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong, i didn't get more free drinks&lt;br /&gt;but bestie got some therapheutic massage. ROFL. she'll kill me when she sees this. okay, i know it was horrible. pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro's making weird sounds beside me&lt;br /&gt;he's doing what he calls pitching, what i call grunting&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished half a cannister of mister potato while watching tv&lt;br /&gt;WHAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so can't wait for Father's Day&lt;br /&gt;i wanna give dad something really memorable, meaningful and probably symbolic?&lt;br /&gt;what's more? i get to eat good food cause' dad's card gave him some really fantastic deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow has got no plans... or did I had...?&lt;br /&gt;to the beach?&lt;br /&gt;cafe del mar?&lt;br /&gt;strolling around town?&lt;br /&gt;chilling out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i've got the power to extend my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cruise around in a bike in the wee hours of the morning, eating prata at 4 and falling back to slumberland at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had time in my hands&lt;br /&gt;and i wish swine flu didn't occur at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell u guys pinksy and greenie was by my side all day long today?&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww.....&lt;br /&gt;tell me you're jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i do wonder,&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i ask myself,&lt;br /&gt;have you stopped reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scones, bagels, tea with lemon and sugar...&lt;br /&gt;how i love mornings&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get some lovely morning breakfast&lt;br /&gt;or maybe high tea to kick start some lazy afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's with the dame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of a bagel-ful plate,&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-424677087713135746?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/424677087713135746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=424677087713135746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/424677087713135746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/424677087713135746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrow-with-plans.html' title='tomorrow with plans?'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-900569330978268542</id><published>2009-06-15T17:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:23:30.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fundamentals of life</title><content type='html'>i shall set aside unhappy things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i shall be one very happy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HAVING HOLIDAYS!!!!!!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bestie and i went to this really weird ooncept restaurant in suntec that day after the PC show. i really don't like crowds. horrifying place to be at when u hadn't had a wink the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;this store is MOF (ministry of food)&lt;br /&gt;i bet you've heard of it. it's like japanese setting in a modern take with a fusion of tassels. yes, tassels! u didn't read wrongly. goodness me. it's such a clash. sorry but, the setting's just weird. it's not a good cobination at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXVPVN4LI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Ih-eQ33uLzY/s1600-h/P2103_11-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXVPVN4LI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Ih-eQ33uLzY/s320/P2103_11-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347487261209256114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i find the pot of green tea served to the customers rather amusing. it's so traditional way of serving but in a modernt take. for that, 1 thumb up. the food ain't too bad too. i like the cold seafodd ramen. lots of nuts, veg, tomato, cucumber, etc. very refreshing and good. for that 2 thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides the trip down to suntec, the rest of last week was HORRIBLE&lt;br /&gt;very bluntly, i realise the realness of biasness from lecturers to students and i realise how unoriginal and down right crafty some people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copying people's work not just ain't cool. it's called plaguarism. and you know what? just because others might not know does not mean everyone does not know. I know, you know and someone else knows, losers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i sound mean. but, oh well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;face it, some people just simply ain't talented. they don't score their way through talent or hard work but mere thick skinned copying or asking those around them to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart asses huh?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, you future co-workers know your tricks all&lt;br /&gt;we know, you're nothing but a photocopier machine.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, excuse mua, i can do that copying shit waaaaay better than u did.&lt;br /&gt;so, get my point?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet BOB!&lt;br /&gt;he's friendly and loves to explore&lt;br /&gt;and he's ming qi's little toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXURunEcI/AAAAAAAAAi8/c7uu7W31Chc/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXURunEcI/AAAAAAAAAi8/c7uu7W31Chc/s320/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347487244672766402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;for once, i had the whole afternoon to myself.&lt;br /&gt;no homework, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat in front of the telly, snacking on sultana biscuits, drinking fresh punch and stuffing a whole lot of sweets like chocolates, donuts and pudding into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;it was goooood. but the thought of sitting there and gain weight was a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching old school shows. i watched tweety bird and road runner. There was one that had baby sylvester and daddy sylvester. I kinda like the cartoons with the babies in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i woke up real early.&lt;br /&gt;at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my reflection journal and had a good breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;curry, french loaf, pudding, bisuits and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had brunch too.&lt;br /&gt;fruits and some carbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch in school&lt;br /&gt;chicken cutlet with nacho and mushroom cream sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i cabbed home with bestie and when i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;i had more food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, it'ld be dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, it's either i cut down on my food, or i hit the treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;either which i wouldn't really enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe. just maybe i should take up kickboxing.&lt;br /&gt;i shall then be a great kangaroo, blowing punches into anyone's fat face and kicking asses off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 words. way cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-clears throat-&lt;br /&gt;i have a very important announcement to make&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna introduce 2 of my very special friends&lt;br /&gt;they are pinksy and greenie!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe by their colours you'll know which is which. unless u're colour blind.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO IN LOVE WITH THEM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXT_tbpeI/AAAAAAAAAis/2W7BrAgIoeg/s1600-h/P1717%5B01%5D_15-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXT_tbpeI/AAAAAAAAAis/2W7BrAgIoeg/s320/P1717%5B01%5D_15-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347487239835985378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've set up an online portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;anyone can view it from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna place the link up here.... or maybe not&lt;br /&gt;maybe if you ask me, i'll give&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my neighbour's playing the piano&lt;br /&gt;sounds rather &lt;s&gt;awful&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've decided to give my room a neater touch to it&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to call up the carpenter and get shelves done.&lt;br /&gt;i shall have them delievered by thursday and i'll set them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this holiday&lt;br /&gt;it does feel like a break&lt;br /&gt;for once, i can breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway these are some of the pics i took at dome cafe during yf's bday.&lt;br /&gt;this was my meal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXUIchkEI/AAAAAAAAAi0/yIjg9YT6u5U/s1600-h/P1934_06-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXUIchkEI/AAAAAAAAAi0/yIjg9YT6u5U/s320/P1934_06-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347487242180988994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lobster pasta in angels hair.&lt;br /&gt;heaps of pasta. big big portion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXUlWnraI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gSK4hE66MXQ/s1600-h/P1958_06-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXUlWnraI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gSK4hE66MXQ/s320/P1958_06-06-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347487249940852130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choco ice cream cake. yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard about the company i'm going to soon&lt;br /&gt;rather excited.&lt;br /&gt;shan't go into details about my company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i should tell how i feel here.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really see how appropriate this is&lt;br /&gt;but however, i realise that you are a very insensitive person who might not have figured out my attitude towards you.&lt;br /&gt;if i do not write it out here, perhaps, you may never figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, if i were to very bluntly put across, you do not realise how insensitive you are at times. maybe it's not about being insensitive but you pretty much take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not know when this occur but at times when you are in this character of yours, i choose to forgive and turn a blind eye, but i am carnal, and when such things build up over time, no matter how strong i am in forgiving, i'll give in to my old nature of turnin the game around and make things ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, its not ugly, i'm just being cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always believe that no matter how close i am to a person, privacy is important. let me say this just once, i do not like people to rummage my bag or take things from my bag without my permission. NO MATTER WHO YOU ARE, NO TAKING FROM MY BAG. even if my bag's open and the thing is lightly placed on top, ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like it when people take things for granted too. i mean, face it, at times we do have cravings or whatsoever, but i do expect people to be 'automatic'. if it's not yours, don't take it as if it is and treat it the way you'll treat your own stuff. i don't like people who will take my offer for a sweet and just gobble down half a roll. or ask for my double sided tape and finish the whole roll. this is just being too much. too much greediness i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what. i believe people ought to be sensitive to other people's feelings. This is very very very very important.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand how some people can just go about doing or saying things that make it difficult for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone borrowed a scissors from you but loses it, offers to pay you back or buy a new one in return, can you not hold back harsh words and allow them to get you a new one instead of going on and on about the lost scissors?&lt;br /&gt;i do believe when some things are lost, it can't be found back. if people are willing to find an alternative solution for it, would one not be flexible and adopt it instead of harping on the lost of a scissors?&lt;br /&gt;i understand that the nautural reaction would be anger. but i do believe that if i were to lose a scissors, i would just expect a good scissors in return. no more harping over it and just, oh well, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my point is, self reflect&lt;br /&gt;understand why people do not like oneself by self reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that a whole chunk of words.&lt;br /&gt;don't read it if you don't feel like it&lt;br /&gt;or call me a b**** if you hate what you read&lt;br /&gt;i'm just speaking my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;a tummy full of gas :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-900569330978268542?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/900569330978268542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=900569330978268542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/900569330978268542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/900569330978268542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/fundamentals-of-life.html' title='fundamentals of life'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SjYXVPVN4LI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Ih-eQ33uLzY/s72-c/P2103_11-06-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5280018374372383695</id><published>2009-06-05T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:38:06.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a game</title><content type='html'>At times, i feel the world whizzing pass me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i feel myself whizzing pass the things around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a game of unprediction&lt;br /&gt;fate is what people percieved as life's decisions made naturally, out of a person's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you, my friend&lt;br /&gt;i'll remember a happy and innocent you&lt;br /&gt;i'll choose what to remember, what not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not say my goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;but down within&lt;br /&gt;through prayers, through tears, i shall bid thy goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for as long as i shall live,&lt;br /&gt;i'll remember each of those close to me&lt;br /&gt;you included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying strong&lt;br /&gt;not sheding a tear&lt;br /&gt;i avoid the newspaper and deep within&lt;br /&gt;i cross my fingers and hope u said, Lord help me before you crashed life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly me&lt;br /&gt;yes very silly&lt;br /&gt;for what's done is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw from many just an expression.&lt;br /&gt;stunned. shock. speechless.&lt;br /&gt;its one of the times in your life you don't know what to say best. you don't know what to feel. you just wished it didn't happen. you just pray, Lord, tell me, it's not for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i stopped time&lt;br /&gt;my letter to you is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;  I hope you realise that love and life are the greatest things in life.&lt;br /&gt;  We as children, many a times only look at life one-sided. We choose to think on the negativity of life but well, why not look on the positivity of it.&lt;br /&gt; Lest your heart be astray. Make hay while the sun shines and turn back when you still can. Regrets do come by. Some regrets make way for changes, others are irrevisible.&lt;br /&gt;  Lastly, remember about all those who loves you. Your friends, loved ones and family. And lastly, remember the Lord who is watching over you all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;your friend whom you may have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;but she who has not forgotten you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off with tears and emotions within a bottle,&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5280018374372383695?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5280018374372383695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5280018374372383695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5280018374372383695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5280018374372383695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-game.html' title='life&apos;s a game'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-2103124012581064807</id><published>2009-05-24T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:50:57.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>a long overdued post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the block that passed was entirely awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally realised the meaning of&lt;br /&gt;'putting God first and all things would come into place"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i do feel lousy with myself. i would go, i'm just some other designer; or i guess what i done was something someone else had ALREADY done. but well, no, i know i'm special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for that previous block, my class did a fashion show. it was great. i love how everything came into place. and we had a retail store. i was really pleased with the whole layout and design of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i did grin from ear to ear just looking at it from afar.&lt;br /&gt;it brought to me this sense of satisfaction which i wanna experience again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to try to do my best from now on. in whatever i do.&lt;br /&gt;i've never really gave my best :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, it's a really bad attitude. you see, nonchalence made me pay a hefty price and this price came as a lesson and clever me learnt it fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause' i wanna be a designer. a good one.&lt;br /&gt;fullstop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got art teacher examination coming up soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, it's neccessary; so, i shan't grumble about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's really scorching&lt;br /&gt;the sun rays are so punishing and it glares onto earth in such a harsh manner&lt;br /&gt;staying indoors with a cup of iced latte would be fantabulous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had light tea with mum at starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;toasty bagels, cakes, biscotti and iced coffees&lt;br /&gt;it really cheered us up as we chatted away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself to do work after i come home straight&lt;br /&gt;but ended up blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought this earrings stand that has a movable or rather spinable holder&lt;br /&gt;now, i can place all my earrings up&lt;br /&gt;and it'ld look like a mini shop in my closet&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much things to do....&lt;br /&gt;and so much things to pray about&lt;br /&gt;so much things on my mind&lt;br /&gt;loads of worries too&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling&lt;br /&gt;it feels heavy&lt;br /&gt;and makes me breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems as though i have not had a good rest since who-knows-when&lt;br /&gt;i reckon this block isn't gonna be an easy block too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for holidays&lt;br /&gt;even if it's just a short two weeks break, at least let me breathe, before i take off like flash, speeding around life and fulfilling my endless commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just bought a book&lt;br /&gt;titled ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to read actually&lt;br /&gt;i know, not many people know that&lt;br /&gt;but i love inspirational books or books that, oh well, speak to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i realise that i've got a very different personality from those around me&lt;br /&gt;i'm very very messy, kinda nonchalent, thinks alot, observes alot, laughs alot, does embarassing and silly stuff often, do as i feel, does not like to follow a set of instructions or whatsoever, believes being flexible and fluid is the way to go, enjoys jotting down things in life, sketches randomly on random paper, have seasonal taste buds for food, talks to myself at times, can be quite a drama queen, irritates my bro for no reason, spouts nonsense to anyone at home, tries to communicate with creatures like hamsters, yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i hate wet toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do draping some day.&lt;br /&gt;i like the fact it looks effortless yet involves alot of effort&lt;br /&gt;it intrigues curiousity to explore&lt;br /&gt;and that makes me wanna try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of baked sheperds pie for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-2103124012581064807?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2103124012581064807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=2103124012581064807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2103124012581064807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/2103124012581064807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-4436896492543660882</id><published>2009-05-14T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:32:27.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up call</title><content type='html'>i realise to know a secret is great&lt;br /&gt;to keep a secret is responsibility&lt;br /&gt;but to share secrets is simply eye opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month had been SUPER busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was crazy&lt;br /&gt;that's the only word to describe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised my flaws&lt;br /&gt;and my strengths&lt;br /&gt;and kept asking myself, is this what i really want to do? VM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, everyone has a certain image in my mind, i know everyone's strengths and weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even she who seems to be so strong with great leadership roles, have got a few major flaws i've yet and will not expose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall keep it to myself and i will learn as i observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes a good leader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't strive to be one&lt;br /&gt;i only strive to do the things i want to do&lt;br /&gt;and that is to design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this block had been a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;stop being just arty&lt;br /&gt;i know my personality well, at times i dream too big, at times i'm unrealistic, at times i run not knowing if the road infront of me continues.&lt;br /&gt;just this phrase:&lt;br /&gt;i do suck too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea. pinched; awoken; i learnt alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all i can say is,&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone&lt;br /&gt;i learnt so much, i'll improve more.&lt;br /&gt;i know i can be better and this is definitely not up to standard&lt;br /&gt;i may not be great, but i did my best, i believe i am good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;bestie and I make the best team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't wish time to go back.&lt;br /&gt;cause be humble.&lt;br /&gt;stumble, pick yourself up, then walk&lt;br /&gt;stop whining like spoilt brats&lt;br /&gt;learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when will some people understand this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-4436896492543660882?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4436896492543660882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=4436896492543660882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/4436896492543660882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/4436896492543660882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/05/wake-up-call.html' title='wake up call'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-401329426530211841</id><published>2009-04-29T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:14:24.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank God</title><content type='html'>hey world.&lt;br /&gt;hey girl.&lt;br /&gt;hey people.&lt;br /&gt;cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not be so negative&lt;br /&gt;i shall not be so temperamental&lt;br /&gt;i should complain less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God my group consists of kyley, ethel and daphne.&lt;br /&gt;or i know i will die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-401329426530211841?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1499949592771598392</id><published>2009-04-27T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:49:43.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brag to death</title><content type='html'>i can't stand people who talks cockily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who brag or people who say, " i think you should do your -whatever- like mine. less -blah- and more -blah-......."&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"i think her logo is like a kinder garden's work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-E-L-L-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are SO good, try challenging yourself with people in the industry and go win them hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pride is the start of many downfalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm not gonna brood over how some people's comments or insensitivity can get. it really annoys me how stupid ,i can say, people can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta come up with a moodboard.&lt;br /&gt;this moodboard must give a clear direction&lt;br /&gt;clearer than water in springs&lt;br /&gt;clearer than the direction the brand has led us so far&lt;br /&gt;but hey, how is that poss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directions are important as they lead you to a better finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;designing is like reading between the lines and playing with words&lt;br /&gt;it is evoking curiosity and creativity into a vacuum by a sheer mention of a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;design has become part of a world of literature&lt;br /&gt;words are sometimes a better explanation&lt;br /&gt;but still pictures undoubtedly paint a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go do my work now.&lt;br /&gt;gotta finish stage design by 3am&lt;br /&gt;and my moodboard as soon as poss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i try to find a reason to circumcise the negative feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i gotta do what i gotta do&lt;br /&gt;i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasty or not&lt;br /&gt;it's all up to me&lt;br /&gt;and my nasty grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off with that grin,&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1499949592771598392?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1499949592771598392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1499949592771598392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 for store&lt;br /&gt;2 for runway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad i managed to do up the ppt fast plus the concept board which i still feel i could do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got my inspirations printed out and am currently scanning through each details to give me more inspirations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i have a picture in mind i do not know how to illustrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a very vague image that keeps appearing...&lt;br /&gt;and this image seems to be some part of my imagination when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;but when i was young, i somehow LOVE geometry, lines, patterns, repetition and contrasting colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go do my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get a weird feeling each time you pass by&lt;br /&gt;you are staring at me&lt;br /&gt;but indirectly&lt;br /&gt;i get this odd feeling that even when you are the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;your center of attention is not the crowd&lt;br /&gt;but me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vibes are instincts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't you heard that lady's vibes are almost always right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i bet you didn't hear that cause'&lt;br /&gt;that was probably a baseless theory i felt/ thought of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;this time i will go do my work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to boost my confidence&lt;br /&gt;tell me that i rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEARLYN ROCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-159889411016069449?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5927447360358502416</id><published>2009-04-23T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:58:15.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to beat the lights</title><content type='html'>DEADLINES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead&lt;br /&gt;lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just week one and i've been lacking of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT NOT GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. today i went sim lim sq. had to get lap fix and i'm glad its done within 1 1/2 hr.&lt;br /&gt;and, the whole fixing only cost like 50 bucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for all the work i have on hand to be done.&lt;br /&gt;typing on this laptop seems weird.&lt;br /&gt;somehow the fonts in the lap is just diff. it's as though it's bolded but yet it's not (cause i checked the control panel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta seek advices from some IT expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i chanced upon this video. watch.&lt;br /&gt;Miss youtube. SUPER lame. and the host is kinda bee-eat-chi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8XI7PF7xotY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8XI7PF7xotY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;time to do work.&lt;br /&gt;rushing through work is like trying to beat red lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so much to do........&lt;br /&gt;bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5927447360358502416?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1659064214269002671</id><published>2009-04-22T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:20:36.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Se89mo6D-UI/AAAAAAAAAik/Qy6w7IFufSI/s1600-h/IMG_0444%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Se89mo6D-UI/AAAAAAAAAik/Qy6w7IFufSI/s320/IMG_0444%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327544618227857730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Se89lwtZAyI/AAAAAAAAAic/8PBGHTwito8/s1600-h/IMG_0443%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Se89lwtZAyI/AAAAAAAAAic/8PBGHTwito8/s320/IMG_0443%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327544603142325026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes.&lt;br /&gt;NAILS NAILS NAILS and their crazy designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did them yest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i know my face looks so huge. cause my hair is pinned up. and also, i look stunned. nevermind about the ugliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so thrilled and excited and can't stop thanking God that the aust company got back to joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yipeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nearly jumped up when i knew about it. but image-conscious me just sat very calmly and smile - the presidential smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. alright alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm contemplating whether i should get that pretty lace ups from asos. and also a pair of pleated pants/ wide legged trousers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. no more holidays hence time to trim shopping and time to do more wise and good things like finishing up phase two of the cleaning up of my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow dad's gonna pick me up after school.&lt;br /&gt;gonna get lappie fixed&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even get a new one if getting it repaired costs a bomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like to waste such money.&lt;br /&gt;on repairing spoilt stuff and all. i always think that if something's damaged/ spoilt, getting a new one is the best solution. however, i know getting a new one is not, well... the most pocket-friendly method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for this month to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me april is a month of uncertainty, of new beginnings. you see, it's the start of my academic year hence i feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may to me is the start of the hype of a better academic year. it's the month you learn more, adapt better, able to handle stress, more immune to irregular meals and less sleep, yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching the news today and it was reported that those who sleep less than 6 hours of sleep a day have thicker waistlines or basically are fatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably due to the lethargy of the body and the need for more glucose/ fat/ i-can't-remember-what-the-report said is higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all those who want a slimmer tummy, go SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ps: i can't skype cause pc has no skype. after it's repaired i can do so (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1659064214269002671?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1659064214269002671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1659064214269002671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1659064214269002671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1659064214269002671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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seriously think that my lecturer stinks&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall type later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go home now.&lt;br /&gt;this is so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to:&lt;br /&gt;do my timeline and job scope of chief vm by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go.&lt;br /&gt;might blog later&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-833326536139234414?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/833326536139234414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=833326536139234414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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laptop.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it is unable to start up due to some hard drive problem. the error message flash so fast i can't even grasp a single idea what this problem is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it's fine. i've got like all my photoshop in there and this pc has none of those programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think singtel's internet is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;the modem is seriously atrociously lousy! it's a speed touch modem. and the connection is very unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it used to be better, before i upgraded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. technology and its faults.&lt;br /&gt;we've become reliant to it that when it goes wrong, and slows down, we go into a series of unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i tidied my room.&lt;br /&gt;that, was just phase one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan't upload the pictures till phase 2 and 3 is completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not excited about lessons tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;i don't like waking up early and joy still wants me to give her a wake up call. i seriously doubt i can remember in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though today's the official first day of school and genesis meeting was as boring as ever, tomorrow's the official day we step into physical, mental and emotional challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tough subjects side by side, say hello to less sleep and more work.&lt;br /&gt;ah. alright. school ain't so bad when u got friends; so, i shall complain less and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go sleep now. but not until i find island shop's store picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: believe it or not. tomorrow or rather today (since it's 2.35am) i've got presentation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5362630614789184662</id><published>2009-04-19T00:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:26:07.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last week of holidays</title><content type='html'>oh well. i had a BUSY BUSY BUSY week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's clarence's farewell but cause bestie is busy i'm not going either.&lt;br /&gt;cause' well, it's kinda.... awkward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou' we've all been friends for a few years... we're not so close and all... heh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's just me. i'm like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so last week i was quite frustrated/ sian/ annoyed by the thought of school's opening.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, due to our lecturer's email, we had to do work in advance to the commencement of our semester.&lt;br /&gt;so, my group had to go visit some B.I boutique or rather boutiques and do site survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SITE SURVEYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;i hate sneaking/ peeping&lt;br /&gt;taking window displays sneakily and checking out prices and i actually took photo of their labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took photos of it today.&lt;br /&gt;super heart throbbing sensation&lt;br /&gt;whoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it feels like MISSION ACCOMPLISHED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went training on tuesdays and saw small jac.&lt;br /&gt;super super shock to see her working in the same company as me and bestie and kaeting and clar and averia and and and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a small world.&lt;br /&gt;it's practically an art centre of tp design studs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did the sample for the kids handicraft&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;that's my table at home... i was painting it at home at 12.50am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the fabrics used, to the detailing, to the process, the drawings, yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;it was very inspirational&lt;br /&gt;i love the drawing...&lt;br /&gt;i mean i've always been mused by process works and drawings and paintings.&lt;br /&gt;it's just this part of me that remains throughout my growing up from a kid till now process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i have a weak spot.&lt;br /&gt;i love love love nude colours, dusty colours, chiffon material, very Queen Elizabeth's era's clothes of full skirts and gowns that look like modern era's costumes or probably wedding gowns? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am feeling super pissed off right now cause apparently my mum shooing me off to bed at such an early time.&lt;br /&gt;which ticks me off and makes my blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;like HELLO? i'm 18 gg 19, i do not need bedtime curfews too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's actually because there was this once i went to snow city and i hurt my back.&lt;br /&gt;apparently acc to my bro/ dad (can't rmb who said what) it's because i was too light and so i hurt my back while sliding down.&lt;br /&gt;so now, my back is pain... at i think... the same spot...&lt;br /&gt;hence the pestering of me to go sleep now now now now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy's growling :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've spent alot during this holiday. i feel guilty. and really bad. however, tomorrow, i'm still going out :D&lt;br /&gt;gonna head to ikea too. cause dad's driving me and my family there so i think monday i ain't gonna go with daph... unless she needs stuff from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday's genesis meeting!&lt;br /&gt;genesis meeting is the first meeting of a fresh new academic year for my school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during this meeting, i'll be awarded with the cert for participation in cdi tgt with the cdi peeps.&lt;br /&gt;cdi had been fun&lt;br /&gt;or at least, the shokudo part&lt;br /&gt;-evil grin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with cdi, i can go for OSIP&lt;br /&gt;BRAVO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, shall end post here.&lt;br /&gt;good night world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5362630614789184662?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5362630614789184662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5362630614789184662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-8074249249866088729</id><published>2009-04-14T02:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T02:51:34.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>video clips</title><content type='html'>it's a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it's about 2.20 am in the morning and i'm feeling all good and gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love watching little video clips. that's why i visit youtube often.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watch this video.&lt;br /&gt;it's way awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8zP1em1dg5k&amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched it on fashion nation and boy, this is what i call advanced technology.&lt;br /&gt;this company is called FRONT, a Swedish design group and these are their masterpieces - Sketch Furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pen strokes made in the air are recorded with Motion Capture and become 3D digital files; these are then materialised through Rapid Prototyping into real pieces of furniture. Motion Capture translates motions into 3D-files. Rapid Prototyping is a technique that materialises 3D-files. A laser beam builds the 3D-file layer by layer within a liquid plastic material. Every 0.1mm the liquid harden by a laser beam. After a few hours, the 3D-files come out as materialised pieces.&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.frontdesign.se/sketchfurniture/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, just imagine waving your magic pen in the air and drawing your dream furniture pieces and having them formed into reality.&lt;br /&gt;whoo.&lt;br /&gt;double whoo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still watching love or bread. it's a taiwanese drama if you're wondering.... i kinda like that defy-gravity bun, tied at the top of the head and is voluptuous looking from all angles. umm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really happy after watching this clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vq6b9bMBXpg&amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vq6b9bMBXpg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vq6b9bMBXpg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can never (maybe not never) achieve this in SIngapore. people aren't spontaneous and many people would gather to watch, some would go "siao ah" or "so lame". trust me. but well, seeing this makes me happy. it's like an impromptu musical. um... i would love to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is always undergo-ing some kind of transformation. maybe not this time but, i'm always thinking of revamping my room, giving it a fresh touch, giving it a new look, a more "me" room, a sweet florals and fauna room or a chic hotel setting room.......&lt;br /&gt;maybe, my room needs to just be tidied&lt;br /&gt;and stays this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says all i know is eat and sleep&lt;br /&gt;hinting me that i'm fat&lt;br /&gt;or lazy&lt;br /&gt;or... that i'm like that of a pig?&lt;br /&gt;umm.....&lt;br /&gt;i shall pig in now then :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! my download's complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo hoo. i think i waited 3 hours 40 minutes and 39seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think milk works wonders&lt;br /&gt;-wink-&lt;br /&gt;tell me it's bigger!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to and obsessing with: secret by maroon 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-8074249249866088729?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8074249249866088729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=8074249249866088729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8074249249866088729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/8074249249866088729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/04/video-clips.html' title='video clips'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-503904436543828905</id><published>2009-04-07T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:07:06.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly frilly milly</title><content type='html'>i don't like to be controlled&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i chanced upon something really funny&lt;br /&gt;this person in my friend list whom i don't know took a test. and the results are so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sdo2g6j832I/AAAAAAAAAg0/QSSMbp5_lhg/s1600-h/LOL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sdo2g6j832I/AAAAAAAAAg0/QSSMbp5_lhg/s320/LOL.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321625848795422562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm definitely going out&lt;br /&gt;cause i just want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daph made me feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;she wants to be more thrifty by spending on what's neccessary.&lt;br /&gt;if i can put it this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent alot since hol begun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilty pangs working up.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shopping list includes 3 shoes, 2 skirts, 3 dresses, 2 top, 2 scarfs, 1 shorts and 1 jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my previous list was: 3 shoes, 4 skirts, 8 dresses, 3 tops, 2 scarfs, 1 shorts, 1 bag and 1 jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's shopping list&lt;br /&gt;not to-buy list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so heave a sigh of relief, earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall be less frivolous&lt;br /&gt;i shall be less rash&lt;br /&gt;i shall be wiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money should be spent wisely&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confessions of a shoppaholic is such a must-watch&lt;br /&gt;cause...&lt;br /&gt;daph has now become a wise shopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is tuesday&lt;br /&gt;and the day after is wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the tendency to forget days.&lt;br /&gt;oh boy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times when i know what to do when i've got nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be that person who only knows how to earn money, spend money and use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;my life shall be more useful from now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a nice night&lt;br /&gt;i shall do what i ought to do&lt;br /&gt;- SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;yours truly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-503904436543828905?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/503904436543828905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=503904436543828905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/503904436543828905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/503904436543828905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/04/silly-frilly-milly.html' title='silly frilly milly'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sdo2g6j832I/AAAAAAAAAg0/QSSMbp5_lhg/s72-c/LOL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3791194718946732258</id><published>2009-04-05T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:50:42.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sdhg7HpKj9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/wRreEXKnK1g/s1600-h/Erin_Wasson3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sdhg7HpKj9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/wRreEXKnK1g/s320/Erin_Wasson3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321109528518496210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so in love with erin wasson ('s style)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for next week!&lt;br /&gt;and i got no idea why....&lt;br /&gt;um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so many things in mind.&lt;br /&gt;many things i wanna do&lt;br /&gt;and many things i wanna buy&lt;br /&gt;need more boxes (again!)&lt;br /&gt;and shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love holidays&lt;br /&gt;and i love to start my day with salad, oatmeal cookies, mixed fruits, brewed coffee, soup with bread and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mornings are lovely.&lt;br /&gt;birds are chirping&lt;br /&gt;air smells good&lt;br /&gt;trees are lush and green&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling all happy and gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;i shall do what i want to do now&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3791194718946732258?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3791194718946732258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3791194718946732258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3791194718946732258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3791194718946732258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-in-love-with-erin-wasson-s-style.html' title=''/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sdhg7HpKj9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/wRreEXKnK1g/s72-c/Erin_Wasson3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3150896409304894344</id><published>2009-03-29T00:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:42:53.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna sleep</title><content type='html'>it's finally THE holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks had been hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word - hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sc5YCXxc10I/AAAAAAAAAgM/y-iEWZxWifo/s1600-h/IMG_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sc5bRIl16-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/ilr-ef9hB2A/s320/2627_59068002198_655287198_1618062_1753212_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318288559893244898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, my tummy's been rather upset.&lt;br /&gt;cheer up tummy!&lt;br /&gt;today my tummy was really funny&lt;br /&gt;it was runny though the sky was sunny&lt;br /&gt;i love it when it's sunny&lt;br /&gt;cause i saw ugly barney&lt;br /&gt;he/she was out looking for money&lt;br /&gt;like bees looking for honey&lt;br /&gt;i don't live on a land that's weird and funny&lt;br /&gt;just that my thoughts are a little runny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, i feel like ponning the meeting&lt;br /&gt;pon-tang-kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the words used to describe me when i was in secondary school&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my very nonchalant towards studies, career and life attitude&lt;br /&gt;-curtsy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says only the obese/ fat is discriminated (at times)&lt;br /&gt;skinny people too&lt;br /&gt;stereotypical mindset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shopping list is up&lt;br /&gt;shopping!&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'm the kind who likes to go under the sun and get burnt anymore&lt;br /&gt;i think it's called sun-tanning&lt;br /&gt;see, who says it's a bimbo speaking&lt;br /&gt;-THE wink-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright people&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;ah. i hate early mornings&lt;br /&gt;why oh why do i still have to rise early next morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3150896409304894344?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3150896409304894344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3150896409304894344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3150896409304894344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3150896409304894344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wanna-sleep.html' title='i wanna sleep'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/Sc5YCXxc10I/AAAAAAAAAgM/y-iEWZxWifo/s72-c/IMG_0427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1604427533041749897</id><published>2009-03-08T18:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:57:07.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want hp'/><title type='text'>I want this HP Designer laptop because.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-MDd0R7I/AAAAAAAAAfk/xwG_OD7aukI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-MDd0R7I/AAAAAAAAAfk/xwG_OD7aukI/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310797499898021810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-L3L_wDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/idHkhjXYlNo/s1600-h/1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-L3L_wDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/idHkhjXYlNo/s320/1.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310797496602050610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this hp mini 1000, designed by vivienna tam.&lt;br /&gt;It has a beautiful peony inspired illustrations on it's cover and a deep sexy red for its entired body. What's better? it has a small frame and weights really light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so crafted for that style-concious career lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-LexhJ6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/OP5OjbRWdko/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-LexhJ6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/OP5OjbRWdko/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310797490048542626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this laptop for it would make life so much better for me. Instead of carrying around my 2.5kg laptop, my shoulders would not be strained if I had this laptop instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to bring laptop around most of the time, hence, weight is a crucial factor for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-LPfT2YI/AAAAAAAAAfM/16xXRfDy6fQ/s1600-h/3first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-LPfT2YI/AAAAAAAAAfM/16xXRfDy6fQ/s320/3first.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310797485945641346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This laptop would also enable me to have fun when hanging out with my friends. I can surf the internet with my friends even at ice-cream cafes,  starbucks and more. As it is light, I can bring it around everyday.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What more can I say? This laptop is a great fushion of style and technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-LBh9fMI/AAAAAAAAAfE/YSTqTSD5yVg/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-LBh9fMI/AAAAAAAAAfE/YSTqTSD5yVg/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310797482198662338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fashion student. Style is an important factor that I do not compromise in most circumstances. This laptop is a fashion statement on its own. It's like a clutch. Face it girls, you've got to admit you'll be jealous if I own one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO7ifhmbkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/56Avg9FLCXc/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO7ifhmbkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/56Avg9FLCXc/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310794586852322882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peony flower prints are so feminine, just like the clothes Vivienne Tam designs. On top of that, it has this unique flavour of modernity. The design do not restrict ethnicity or anything like that. It is just suitable for any lady who knows how to appreciate the beautiful design of this laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I do not restrict my designs, I tend to prefer florals, feminity and drapes. So yes, florals are a weak spot for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO7hoRrpEI/AAAAAAAAAes/lPvtkJyH4AA/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO7hoRrpEI/AAAAAAAAAes/lPvtkJyH4AA/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310794572021605442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always admired Vivienne Tam for I feel that the fusion of east and west is something I am unable to do well till now. She is able to fuse 2 very different fashion together, adding in modernity and feminity. This is something I salute her for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree her designs are seriously nice. I love the silhouette of the first outfit. Especially the jacket and the very bold print. It's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO7heny5oI/AAAAAAAAAek/lHVfOMC3xx0/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO7heny5oI/AAAAAAAAAek/lHVfOMC3xx0/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310794569430001282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hp is known to come up with sleek and nice laptop designs.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, they are a reknown brand that is reliable and has a good range of products that are reasonably priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO7gz6dcLI/AAAAAAAAAec/-H9JCs9iV1A/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO7gz6dcLI/AAAAAAAAAec/-H9JCs9iV1A/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310794557965562034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this clutch-like laptop is a real beauty.&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered looking at it from the website and staring for very long as I always admired Vivienne tam’s work. More so, with her new collaboration with hp, it makes this laptop a must-have. I think not just me, many ladies out there fell in love with this laptop. I sure can’t wait to get my hands on one of these, and make those ladies out there green-eyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1604427533041749897?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1604427533041749897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1604427533041749897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1604427533041749897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/1604427533041749897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-this-hp-designer-laptop-because.html' title='I want this HP Designer laptop because.....'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SbO-MDd0R7I/AAAAAAAAAfk/xwG_OD7aukI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-4577898105041985867</id><published>2009-03-08T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:10:35.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY YSUB</title><content type='html'>it had been a busy week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was hectic, tiring, full of skipped meals and late nights, staying back at cad lab and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't at all fun, but well, i thank God for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, i had good buddies that made tough school life enjoyable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see:&lt;br /&gt;i went for my school's grad fashion show&lt;br /&gt;and boy, i'm so inspired by their works.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw my friend modelling&lt;br /&gt;hi M!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had presentation on friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and grandma's bday celebration on sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my aunties were saying i'm too skinny. and some were asking what happened. some teased me to teach them how to slim down. actually till now, i don't really know how to explain the long story of my weight loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a long process that did not involve eating disorder. i'm perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my cous said i don't look like the si-wen kind. hey. i'm like super si-wen can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm in love with nude colour. i like pastel shades too. and the bimbo streak of me is oozing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention my zhng-ed ipod?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload pics once i've done my work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shooots!!!!! today's 8th march!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay peeps, if you are between 16-25, can you help me complete this survey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=2zCCySWqIAP2fXBTynAnCw_3d_3d"&gt;Click Here to take survey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to do work now.&lt;br /&gt;love all those that help me!&lt;br /&gt;muuuuuacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-4577898105041985867?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4577898105041985867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=4577898105041985867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/4577898105041985867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/4577898105041985867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-ysub.html' title='BUSY YSUB'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-1494830837515786385</id><published>2009-02-25T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:43:28.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fine day</title><content type='html'>i wake up each morning, snuggled under my pink quilt, thinking, thank God, it's another new day.&lt;br /&gt;my day starts with toast/ scones/ fresh muffins from the bakery. Sometimes along with it, i'll have cookies and a fruit. followed by milk / coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smelled the aroma of brown rice with carrots and omelet with vegetables wrapped in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast was my usual of toast/ pasteries from the bakery. sometimes cookies, sometimes scones and sometimes muffins.&lt;br /&gt;along with it i'll eat a fruit and drink some hot cappaccino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days off last week&lt;br /&gt;and this week, today i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i booked appointment for facial, went shopping and did up my nails.&lt;br /&gt;i like cooling mask&lt;br /&gt;it brings me to the next level of comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sad by the fact that the cd adele passed me isn't the cd i'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know who else uses Acer Aspire laptops&lt;br /&gt;and i need a windows vista cd desperately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i don't hate you, but i hate the devil in your eye, when i saw your true form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i rejoice at knowing others are wary of you as much as i am.&lt;br /&gt;psychotic &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;babi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go up and get my bottle.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm so lazy to shift my ass up&lt;br /&gt;and being at home gives me many reasons to stay at home&lt;br /&gt;but dressing up gives me a FANTASTIC reason to go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum says, "no more buying of clothes! why do your need so many clothes for?"&lt;br /&gt;and i told her, "but your wardrobe's twice the size of mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and their issues with wardrobe space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he walked pass me and said, "beautiful..."&lt;br /&gt;the girls in blue uniform screamed across the square, "Paul twohill, rock on...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to retrace back those memories i had with you&lt;br /&gt;i visited the place we first met&lt;br /&gt;i could see your smiles then&lt;br /&gt;and hear your gentle, deep voice&lt;br /&gt;however, the embrace i fell deeply in love was gone&lt;br /&gt;i feel helpless in my wealth&lt;br /&gt;poor yet rich&lt;br /&gt;miserable yet happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juxtapose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-1494830837515786385?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1494830837515786385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=1494830837515786385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SZfQ85qNtCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nzjIQr80EpI/s1600-h/12022009138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SZfQ85qNtCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nzjIQr80EpI/s320/12022009138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302936830940656674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SZfQ9IpXrHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/yqk8_dzSdek/s1600-h/03022009145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SZfQ9IpXrHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/yqk8_dzSdek/s320/03022009145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302936834963647602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day&lt;br /&gt;i saw many balloons, many roses, many plushies, many couples and much insignificance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conventional thinking leads to ordinary doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't being extra-ordinary, being a non-conformist the trend?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed a few familiar faces when i strolled along town.&lt;br /&gt;and i ran into yan at clarke quay&lt;br /&gt;she was going to yello jello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i saw 3 girls stuck at the top of this bungee thing at clarke quay.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite eye-opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes valentines great?&lt;br /&gt;not the food, nor the gifts but companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;it's my pleasure, dude&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-9129518682628048844?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SZfQ85qNtCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nzjIQr80EpI/s72-c/12022009138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-588807687147230924</id><published>2009-02-09T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:49:01.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality check</title><content type='html'>i'm grieved.&lt;br /&gt;excitement into disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilty, i am, once more&lt;br /&gt;over being covetous&lt;br /&gt;standing atop 3 grounds&lt;br /&gt;and enjoying the best of 3 worlds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, now, i'm back to earth&lt;br /&gt;zonked back to reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moon's exceptionally round today&lt;br /&gt;within 10 years, today's moon is the fullest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got alternate plans in mind.&lt;br /&gt;for this coming saturday.&lt;br /&gt;it's 14th of February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if time turns 2 years ahead&lt;br /&gt;i would still be smiling ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;knowing deep inside&lt;br /&gt;someone i like is gonna ask me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 2 years have passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stand here pondering&lt;br /&gt;wow, time really flies&lt;br /&gt;and feel totally discombobulated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agreed not to turn back&lt;br /&gt;i agreed not to bother you&lt;br /&gt;i agreed not to miss you&lt;br /&gt;i agreed to just let the done be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might do something unprecedented, nope, maybe unwonted&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm to upload this picture of a incredibly appealing wagashi&lt;br /&gt;actually it's a set of 3&lt;br /&gt;i dare not open it up and eat&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, thanks whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like tea with rakugan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so used to being brushed aside&lt;br /&gt;i am numb to being unwanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time will tell what scars have done&lt;br /&gt;scars have made a seedling become a tree&lt;br /&gt;scars have toughen up a young lad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears, oh tears, be gone, with the wind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-588807687147230924?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/588807687147230924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=588807687147230924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/588807687147230924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/588807687147230924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/reality-check.html' title='reality check'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-3395230140230366728</id><published>2009-02-05T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:53:06.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wildlife</title><content type='html'>a guilty desire led to a array of surprise. till now, i am drunk in an atmosphere of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the limelight's on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work that thing and let a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with a country&lt;br /&gt;not because of its environment&lt;br /&gt;but because of its people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this feeling. it tingles with glee.&lt;br /&gt;it's full of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;un-expectancy&lt;/span&gt;. full of mystery.&lt;br /&gt;it's strange how things work, and how emotions flow&lt;br /&gt;for i thought i will last like this for a life-time, but now, i doubt so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to probe further. but boy, hold your horses, don't let him know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wonder where that sweet aroma and warm embrace went.&lt;br /&gt;i regret letting it go&lt;br /&gt;still again, i know, spilled milk cannot be recollected and drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll never forget that night. when everything was right&lt;br /&gt;i can't erase away that picture of your smile and your arms around mine.&lt;br /&gt;and what i love most, was that phenomenal wink and your fingers sliding across mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i can't wait for saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-3395230140230366728?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3395230140230366728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=3395230140230366728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3395230140230366728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/3395230140230366728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/wildlife.html' title='wildlife'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-6081904852337511941</id><published>2009-01-30T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:29:52.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh lala</title><content type='html'>i am soooooo glad school's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooooots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY was okay.&lt;br /&gt;CNY means chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the year of the ox. so, it's happy 牛 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get many ang baos, i even gave my parents some money and i had a bad CNY experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shan't talk about it. i don't have a full understanding of my background, my heritage, what my grandparents or ancestors are like, where they actually come from, yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grew up in a rather messy background. my parents are great. and it's not their fault. at times i think it's my grandparents fault. oh well, at least my parents gave me a good childhood, though i grew up, in knowledge of what evilness and many nasty other things really mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mankind ain't nice and kind all the time. no, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. today's a break. i've got no lessons and no homework, and this sat, i've got no work. yipeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn the lights off baby.&lt;br /&gt;let the music rolllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 5 hours 30 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss being a kid.&lt;br /&gt;i miss not having to think about the welfare of others&lt;br /&gt;i miss running around and squeal and scream&lt;br /&gt;i miss playing with other kids i don't know&lt;br /&gt;i miss running about during dinner time&lt;br /&gt;i miss fluffy and my favourite pink teddy&lt;br /&gt;i miss the bedtime stories i force mum to tell me&lt;br /&gt;i miss drinking powdered milk before i sleep&lt;br /&gt;i miss supper - cookies with milk&lt;br /&gt;i miss walking to school everyday&lt;br /&gt;i miss having a little garden&lt;br /&gt;i miss lucky, my fav terrier&lt;br /&gt;i miss seeing mum waiting for me at the gate after class&lt;br /&gt;i miss the bright sky after school ends everyday&lt;br /&gt;i miss having lunch with uncles and aunties who dote on me&lt;br /&gt;i miss having attention&lt;br /&gt;hey wait, i didn't really get much attention from young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss that carefree me. that needn't worry about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have to strive to get the top in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, if i slack, i'm bound to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;time to grow up&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've got to finish up some designs&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-6081904852337511941?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6081904852337511941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=6081904852337511941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/6081904852337511941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/6081904852337511941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/ooh-lala.html' title='ooh lala'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-5992146268274289919</id><published>2009-01-14T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:44:58.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed</title><content type='html'>oh boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so drained out. so exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break. seriously, if i go on walking like a half-waken zombie, i'm not gonna survive for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been tiring, stressful and boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, learning Japanese is cool. way cool. but i think having Japanese with Sourcing and Costing seems to be wearing me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before yest, i slept at 5 and woke up at about 7 to rush for my morning class which starts at freaking 9am.&lt;br /&gt;I had to print some stuff so i headed school earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i slept at 4. and i woke up at 7 to rush to school to print my stuff for Jap presentation. guess what? i left my thumbdrive at home. and boy, it was panic at the print shop. buzzed mum up and told her to email me my documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank God for Samantha. she had a laptop and she hadn't print her stuff, so we went to print tgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, sensei(teacher) always misses me. in other words, she just doesn't see me. she came up to me and said i came class very late. i said i came very early but i left to print my notes after my mum emailed me my doc. and she went, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i that invisible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's tiring me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i can't wait for CNY! (Chinese New Year)&lt;br /&gt;i know many people think of CNY as boring and an occasion whereby you've got to face your whiny aunties, nagging uncles or even competitive cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just smile my miss-universe smile, tilt my head a little, let out a dainty giggle followed by a gentle lift of my shoulder or better known as a shrug.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll say something like, "designing is my passion you see" or "oh no, i'm not getting taller/prettier/smarter/whatever-they-praised-me-about. i'm still the same"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, i'm trying to get my head cracking on my exercise 3 but i just don't feel like. i wanna roll on my bed and pretend to be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm pretty sick and tired of PUBLIC TRANSPORT in Singapore. to think that bus fares and mrt fares were raised but yet we get long waits for buses (18 mins! hello? busy girl here speaking!!!?), squeezy buses with few seats, freezing cold temperatures in the bus(human refrigerator?) and lastly jerky buses that never fail to give the customers a roller coaster ride each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try encouraging people not to get cars? try harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna get a license AND a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY means more more moolah.&lt;br /&gt;and time to party too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is random.... but i want a dog :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-5992146268274289919?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5992146268274289919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=5992146268274289919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5992146268274289919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/5992146268274289919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/stressed.html' title='stressed'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-797483331690581010</id><published>2009-01-10T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:57:47.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lamp post</title><content type='html'>i am so tired&lt;br /&gt;boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always look out for that second lamp post. its silence makes a noise in my head and its presense cause a stir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lamp post tells stories of good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now i just feel tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-797483331690581010?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/797483331690581010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7690786&amp;postID=797483331690581010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/797483331690581010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7690786/posts/default/797483331690581010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allmyperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/01/lamp-post.html' title='lamp post'/><author><name>i love myself</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782766830931297307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-6370457197373323817</id><published>2009-01-04T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:55:45.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless</title><content type='html'>i feel restless&lt;br /&gt;i feel bored&lt;br /&gt;i'm drained out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. school's starting in about 15 hours time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something so magical about the word school&lt;br /&gt;it causes you to be bored and restless&lt;br /&gt;and makes your mind race through what you did during ur break&lt;br /&gt;it makes ur morning seem so dull&lt;br /&gt;and the birds just seem to stop singing&lt;br /&gt;the sky turns gloomy&lt;br /&gt;and the traffic becomes worse than usual&lt;br /&gt;your tummy's would be constantly rumbling for munch-break&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that manages to catch ur senses&lt;br /&gt;and perk you up&lt;br /&gt;is the voice of your friend's yawn&lt;br /&gt;and the diffusion of the water vapour from their mouth on your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so fake at times&lt;br /&gt;i put on a pretense,&lt;br /&gt;and be a happy, enthusiastic, ever-laughing, cheerful, optimistic, big-hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda had enough.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just be me.&lt;br /&gt;this is 09&lt;br /&gt;a new year&lt;br /&gt;new year should have new beginnings&lt;br /&gt;it should have new resolutions&lt;br /&gt;and new rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally realise how lonely i am&lt;br /&gt;that with all that hype around me&lt;br /&gt;i am just alone&lt;br /&gt;how many true friends do i have among the thousands?&lt;br /&gt;or how many friends can i even really talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's not say true friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a jigsaw puzzle piece&lt;br /&gt;that has yet to find&lt;br /&gt;where i fit in&lt;br /&gt;i just don't fit where i am now&lt;br /&gt;cause' there's this gap&lt;br /&gt;between the right piece and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, 09's gonna rock&lt;br /&gt;i know it would&lt;br /&gt;let me see how my 18th year gonna be like&lt;br /&gt;and change from 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still wish to live on my own&lt;br /&gt;its like a dream most teens want&lt;br /&gt;it'ld be something i'll achieve this year then&lt;br /&gt;or rather try to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of naggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one's gonna stop me&lt;br /&gt;from going all out&lt;br /&gt;against the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes&lt;br /&gt;rock on 09&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn, rock on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-6370457197373323817?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/icygibbon/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-4191256142644282225</id><published>2009-01-02T17:31:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:05:12.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th year of fun</title><content type='html'>okay this shall be a post on my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first the celebration with poly friends.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with joy, jacq and dap at waraku.&lt;br /&gt;after which was ice cream at swensens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3gvYhEDTI/AAAAAAAAAcM/obeQvX2XeDk/s1600-h/SP_A0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3gvYhEDTI/AAAAAAAAAcM/obeQvX2XeDk/s320/SP_A0909.jpg" border="0" 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experience ever.&lt;br /&gt;never in my life i experienced a guy asking me to be his dance partner. he was soo shy.&lt;br /&gt;and he dare not go too near me. &lt;br /&gt;he and his 2 other friends were rather shy too. and we look like we were playing that forest and squirrel game.&lt;br /&gt;and there was a desperate who came behind me actually he put his hands on my hips before i inched away. cause he reeked of vomit. ewww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to lady's night at zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more home club please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a funny thought.&lt;br /&gt;well, i do wish to keep it to myself to avoid embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;this is the cause of letting me go.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7690786-4191256142644282225?l=allmyperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3gvYhEDTI/AAAAAAAAAcM/obeQvX2XeDk/s72-c/SP_A0909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690786.post-7805157613517885747</id><published>2009-01-02T11:51:00.044+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:31:03.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vietnam trip</title><content type='html'>okay. i shall post 2 posts today. 1 about my vietnam trip and another about my birthday cum countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i begin, the most fun part of this trip was acting like a Japanese. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;everyone thought my family and I are Japanese. My dad, blame it on him, cause' i look like him and he looks like a Jap, we all look Japanese. LOL. and everyone goes, konnichiwa when they see us. how fun. i told them i'm not japanese and they go oh, really? you look japanese. after the second day, me and bro started to impose as Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho chi minh is fun. and it strikes me as a country stuck between the present and the past. they have got designer brands like Calvin Klein and high street labels like Mango but yet not most of them can afford them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, most people can afford high street labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is the very advanced and rich side and there's the poor, traditional and under-developed side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see really huge private homes and squeezy small homes. you see beggers and rich businessmen having feasts in restaurants. you see what left of the French in their country and you see the Chinese influence in their country. you see modern looking towers and shabby shop houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the people here are quite simple and nice. they got a very humble attitude and can be said to be quite hardworking. but, i feel that they do not reap the harvests of their efforts. well, it's quite a sad thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RAypEDuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PR3FJv9Lmck/s1600-h/eski+transaction+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RAypEDuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PR3FJv9Lmck/s320/eski+transaction+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286540980382863074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changi airport terminal 2. before boarding SQ178&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RBMzfZqI/AAAAAAAAANE/UwaDfpZHBbA/s1600-h/eski+transaction+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RBMzfZqI/AAAAAAAAANE/UwaDfpZHBbA/s320/eski+transaction+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286540987405919906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ho chi minh's international airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RBcb29cI/AAAAAAAAANM/vZVntpqnzvI/s1600-h/eski+transaction+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RBcb29cI/AAAAAAAAANM/vZVntpqnzvI/s320/eski+transaction+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286540991601767874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bird's eye view of ho chi minh district 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RByONVWI/AAAAAAAAANU/2tDg84YHuYA/s1600-h/eski+transaction+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RByONVWI/AAAAAAAAANU/2tDg84YHuYA/s320/eski+transaction+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286540997450093922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing to speeeeed off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RCGY0UQI/AAAAAAAAANc/sEa8Fbo5Uiw/s1600-h/eski+transaction+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2RCGY0UQI/AAAAAAAAANc/sEa8Fbo5Uiw/s320/eski+transaction+070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286541002863300866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what struck me about this place is the traffic congestion, huge amount of motobikes and bicycles and the fact that each bike can hold a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were chauffeured to our hotel, Le Duy hotel (leh-zui). service in vietnam is good. they have a very humble and hardworking attitude and the bell boys took our luggage immediately after we got out of the mini van. they were very nice and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family tried to find for a tailor. but we realise the tailor my aunt recommended moved away. we later learned that most of the tailors in that street moved away. we asked one of the shop keepers why and they kinda like pointed at the new building that was under construction and i guess probably they were chased away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to an dong market and an dong plaza on the first day. it was, well, chaotic and i don't like the fact that they can smoke in the shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had pho 24 for dinner. and boy, they serve good food.&lt;br /&gt;*pho (fur) is their traditional noodles served in soup. beef noodles are called pho bo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to this night market beside Ben Thanh Market after dinner. they sell cheaper-than-Ben-Thanh stuffs and well, since it's near my hotel we walked there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were brought around by a tour guide. he spoke in chinese and so we had to speak in chinese too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2UjAeZXtI/AAAAAAAAANk/eRZV1KhFcVo/s1600-h/27122008035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2UjAeZXtI/AAAAAAAAANk/eRZV1KhFcVo/s320/27122008035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286544866746654418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2UjT-kNoI/AAAAAAAAANs/TjJEfeuYg5o/s1600-h/eski+transaction+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2UjT-kNoI/AAAAAAAAANs/TjJEfeuYg5o/s320/eski+transaction+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286544871981856386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho chi minh, formerly known as saigon has alot of reminiscences of the  romantic period in france.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Ujnl7GDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/guYd9iYMef4/s1600-h/eski+transaction+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Ujnl7GDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/guYd9iYMef4/s320/eski+transaction+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286544877247207474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Uj7UzrpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gutyDWHYfi8/s1600-h/eski+transaction+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Uj7UzrpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gutyDWHYfi8/s320/eski+transaction+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286544882544127634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notre-dame cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2UkRu2i-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/_u3VNKyaFZA/s1600-h/eski+transaction+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2UkRu2i-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/_u3VNKyaFZA/s320/eski+transaction+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286544888558947298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y5tfhH5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/vReOzHKhVug/s1600-h/eski+transaction+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y5tfhH5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/vReOzHKhVug/s320/eski+transaction+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286549654834585490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding car. their kind of wedding car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y5HFtP1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/29UxhbxnnVo/s1600-h/eski+transaction+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y5HFtP1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/29UxhbxnnVo/s320/eski+transaction+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286549644525780818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y4pz17SI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wrPQoE4ewDg/s1600-h/eski+transaction+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y4pz17SI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wrPQoE4ewDg/s320/eski+transaction+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286549636666223906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that turquoise building is diamond plaza. it's pretty near the notre dame &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y4OS7QII/AAAAAAAAAOU/cFCh1g0ZnO8/s1600-h/eski+transaction+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y4OS7QII/AAAAAAAAAOU/cFCh1g0ZnO8/s320/eski+transaction+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286549629280403586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the post office is just across the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y3zGRUcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SK_KJ1sOYeI/s1600-h/eski+transaction+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2Y3zGRUcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SK_KJ1sOYeI/s320/eski+transaction+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286549621979566530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second and the only Mercedes i saw that is a private car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jErBz4II/AAAAAAAAAPU/G9-4vpIdaSE/s1600-h/eski+transaction+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jErBz4II/AAAAAAAAAPU/G9-4vpIdaSE/s320/eski+transaction+048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560838267953282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details of the post office. look at the intricate designs that reminds you of the romantic period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jEQcfLVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/MrCQ0dBpOSI/s1600-h/eski+transaction+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jEQcfLVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/MrCQ0dBpOSI/s320/eski+transaction+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560831132085586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jEAawTUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bMpYdCUFtBE/s1600-h/eski+transaction+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jEAawTUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bMpYdCUFtBE/s320/eski+transaction+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560826829851970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jDkn760I/AAAAAAAAAO8/FoQzvWxQQyc/s1600-h/eski+transaction+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jDkn760I/AAAAAAAAAO8/FoQzvWxQQyc/s320/eski+transaction+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560819368946498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telephone booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jDS1v-CI/AAAAAAAAAO0/LfXtmbYDCko/s1600-h/eski+transaction+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2jDS1v-CI/AAAAAAAAAO0/LfXtmbYDCko/s320/eski+transaction+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286560814595045410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interior of the post office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2qn0kOxeI/AAAAAAAAAP8/qBKeou1ejxA/s1600-h/eski+transaction+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2qn0kOxeI/AAAAAAAAAP8/qBKeou1ejxA/s320/eski+transaction+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569138705057250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2qnWf15oI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DCBnt8GxynY/s1600-h/eski+transaction+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2qnWf15oI/AAAAAAAAAP0/DCBnt8GxynY/s320/eski+transaction+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569130633586306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2qm-3hy4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/V-QHjwSQ9a8/s1600-h/eski+transaction+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2qm-3hy4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/V-QHjwSQ9a8/s320/eski+transaction+060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569124290481026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a side gate in the post office. i kinda like it for who-knows-what reason. i think it's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to vung tau city, leaving ho chi minh....&lt;br /&gt;i just snapped pictures while on the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2qmdE4YYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zdlRdv7ULwU/s1600-h/eski+transaction+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2qmdE4YYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zdlRdv7ULwU/s320/eski+transaction+063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569115219681666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2ql-M4AtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/aEmYO-7jhzw/s1600-h/eski+transaction+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2ql-M4AtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/aEmYO-7jhzw/s320/eski+transaction+068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569106931712722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the highway. it's so amazing that people can sit at the side of the highway, walk along the high way, sell things on the high way, cycle on the high way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just f-y-i, the buses there has a speed limit of 30-40km/h. that's freaking slow if u aren't aware. in Singapore, cars go at a speed of 90km/h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2tAYtafSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iqpiPyg4tP4/s1600-h/eski+transaction+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2tAYtafSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iqpiPyg4tP4/s320/eski+transaction+069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286571759747366178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that their traffic light. oh and, they have this timer to countdown when the red light would turn green and when the green light would turn red... and their orange light flickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in vietnam, red light does not neccessarily mean all vehicles stop. there would be this lane whereby vehicles would still zoom by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a pretty no-rule traffic. lol. and it can be quite dangerous and tricky to cross their roads, so i'm pretty glad their speed limit is like 30km/h. but one good thing is that the vehicles there are very skilled. they will miss u by inches and cm. yup. so, for the weak-hearted, hop on a cab every time u wanna get somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2s_u9zyKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kaiD76ybDCo/s1600-h/eski+transaction+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2s_u9zyKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kaiD76ybDCo/s320/eski+transaction+071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286571748541843618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty blur shot. but that's a common scene in vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2s_bfMzLI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iLBp0QMdflw/s1600-h/eski+transaction+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2s_bfMzLI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iLBp0QMdflw/s320/eski+transaction+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286571743313185970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2s-3QqgrI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XDGYveA4C6A/s1600-h/eski+transaction+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2s-3QqgrI/AAAAAAAAAQM/XDGYveA4C6A/s320/eski+transaction+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286571733588542130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to visit a factory whereby many handicapped workers did beautiful pictures out of shell and paint. they would embed different kinds of shell in the wood and sand it till it is smooth and glossy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum bought 2 of the wall mounts and a little chest of drawers. it's really pretty and i have to say art in vietnam is pretty advanced. they can draw, paint, sculpt, etc. so much better than Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crossing over to Vungtau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2s-XOIonI/AAAAAAAAAQE/E_iSVNuUTT4/s1600-h/eski+transaction+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV29k5xrt1I/AAAAAAAAAUM/_8GDugkM_M0/s320/eski+transaction+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589979284977490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV29khrC58I/AAAAAAAAAUE/n4rrGU94upk/s1600-h/eski+transaction+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV29khrC58I/AAAAAAAAAUE/n4rrGU94upk/s320/eski+transaction+113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589972814686146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first sight of high rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV29kRIyJbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/IoRB0CAQcxA/s1600-h/eski+transaction+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV29kRIyJbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/IoRB0CAQcxA/s320/eski+transaction+118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589968376014258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV29kZv-EVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DCQN_Ajt6UM/s1600-h/eski+transaction+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV29kZv-EVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DCQN_Ajt6UM/s320/eski+transaction+122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286589970687856978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padi field and a breathtaking sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-xWd7OxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/NvWi2Rk3bVE/s1600-h/eski+transaction+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-xWd7OxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/NvWi2Rk3bVE/s320/eski+transaction+124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286591292656794386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-xPF9qNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/XZNfRcwo1_w/s1600-h/eski+transaction+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-xPF9qNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/XZNfRcwo1_w/s320/eski+transaction+126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286591290677242066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-w2EWhgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vhamBi4oZX8/s1600-h/eski+transaction+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-w2EWhgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vhamBi4oZX8/s320/eski+transaction+127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286591283959596546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cemetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-wfJ5TWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qZ1i7ZAMkkQ/s1600-h/eski+transaction+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-wfJ5TWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qZ1i7ZAMkkQ/s320/eski+transaction+128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286591277808831842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weddings held in such places are common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-wNtFTVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Nx6LIu-j1vI/s1600-h/eski+transaction+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV2-wNtFTVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Nx6LIu-j1vI/s320/eski+transaction+129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286591273124580690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see.. vung tau is much more relaxing and the roads less busy. i actually preferred Vung Tau. but ho chi minh is interesting as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3AeEQyQUI/AAAAAAAAAVk/g_X2hTHGc24/s1600-h/eski+transaction+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3AeEQyQUI/AAAAAAAAAVk/g_X2hTHGc24/s320/eski+transaction+135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286593160375583042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3AeFysNCI/AAAAAAAAAVc/_HJrcV3UVhs/s1600-h/eski+transaction+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3AeFysNCI/AAAAAAAAAVc/_HJrcV3UVhs/s320/eski+transaction+149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286593160786228258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quails for sale. would you like one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3Ad8wBF3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/SzF35Q-6JOA/s1600-h/eski+transaction+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3Ad8wBF3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/SzF35Q-6JOA/s320/eski+transaction+151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286593158359095154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the jetty. my family didn't go to the Chinese temple as we are Christians and there wouldn't be much to see in there. most people went in to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3AdqRNDZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ANTZyGC5NRY/s1600-h/eski+transaction+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3AdqRNDZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ANTZyGC5NRY/s320/eski+transaction+152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286593153398017426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3AdPDvj5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/m5UkmMKCVLo/s1600-h/eski+transaction+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3AdPDvj5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/m5UkmMKCVLo/s320/eski+transaction+154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286593146093801362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up Jesus mournumant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CbbCsnSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/RehBe2Bf36E/s1600-h/eski+transaction+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CbbCsnSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/RehBe2Bf36E/s320/eski+transaction+183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286595313974156578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CbPkM4hI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6Rg_roFLhdk/s1600-h/eski+transaction+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CbPkM4hI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6Rg_roFLhdk/s320/eski+transaction+168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286595310893457938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CaZMsN9I/AAAAAAAAAV8/tULOjzcDoY4/s1600-h/eski+transaction+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CaZMsN9I/AAAAAAAAAV8/tULOjzcDoY4/s320/eski+transaction+182.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286595296299333586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CaH-rDDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/XXD8IomEDXc/s1600-h/eski+transaction+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CaH-rDDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/XXD8IomEDXc/s320/eski+transaction+185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286595291677133874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KrF5QHTtnbY/SV3CZtkW7jI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vL_
