<?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-28487598</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:04:07.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From all of me</title><subtitle type='html'>Listen|to|this|girl|if|you|give|me|one|shot</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-6227982477834945019</id><published>2008-01-14T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:46:08.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>i hope it's not too late to make new year resolutions now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;lose 5-8kg of weight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wear hot pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;earn more money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do well for May exams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and remember all my batch 87 friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;else i'll die a terrible and haunted death. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2008 the year to spend money on birthdays! this is the benchmark year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the year to celebrate the big 21 and welcoming the gateway of freedom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why must everyone say that year 21 is the year of freedom? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's as though for the past 20 years, there were loads of sufferings???_? and y 21 and not 60 to be the year of freedom if everyone said that 21 is the year of freedom?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ARgh. i must save more this year for rainy seasons as such. ha. to buy many many gifts to friends. hmm and one night the world's bestest buddie asked me this one question that i didn't know how to answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bestie: diana, what present would u like for birthday?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;diana: hmm don't ask me that question. cuz i don't know how to reply? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bestie: longchamp? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;diana: *shrugs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=convo ends=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maybe i should start thInking what i want for my birthday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;longchamp could be one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a nice watch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a PRADA wallet. (that's highly impossible)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think for now that's all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm i shall add one more item to my resolutions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- to think of birthday presents. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-6227982477834945019?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6227982477834945019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=6227982477834945019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/6227982477834945019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/6227982477834945019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2008_01_14_archive.html#6227982477834945019' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-7874392996157744384</id><published>2008-01-03T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:59:34.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my one &amp; only ALMIGHTY SUPERMAN</title><content type='html'>I'M SO SICK TODAY AFTER ATTENDING ECONS LECTURE FOR 3 HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE A FEW CAUSAL FACTORS THAT I THINK OF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;ECONS IS SO BORING THAT I'M "SICK" OF IT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ECONS IS A HEADACHE THAT'S Y I FALL ILL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THE AIRCONDITIONING IS SIMPLY IRRESISTIBLE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND I CERTAINLY RULE OUT 1 &amp;amp; 2. I WAS FREEZING TERRIBLY EVEN WITH MY THICK WOOLY JACKET. YA MY JACKET WAS SUPPOSED TO KEEP ME WARM HOWEVER APPARENTLY NOT ENOUGH FOR THE BLASTING COLD AIR THAT WAS BLOWING DIRECTLY OVERHEAD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I WAS LIKE A PIECE OF TOFU WEARING ALMOST BARE, SITTING IN THE TOP COMPARMENT OF THE REFRIGERATOR THAT PUMPS COLD ICY MIST ALL OVER. IT WAS FORTUNATE TO HAVE A 3 HOUR LESSON ELSE THE TOFU WOULD HAVE TURNED TOFU-ED!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HMM WHY TOFU?? COURSE I FELT TOFU WAS SOFT AND FRAGILE AND LOOKS NAKED... HMM WHATEVER...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GOT SO SICKLY AFTER 180MINS OF LESSON YET ANOTHER 3 MORE HOURS TO GO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MY NOSE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; AS REINDEER URGED ME TO HEAD HOME FOR A GOOD REST. DESPITE MY BODY RESISTING THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; NOSE, IT WAS DEFEATED. I FELT SO WEAK THAT I GOT TO GO HOME ELSE I'LL FALL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CLUMPSY, GRUMPY AS I WAS I HEADED FOR THE BUS STOP AND THEN THEN THEN... MY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SUPERMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;FLEW PAST ME!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THAT'S ONE GOOD THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME. HE SENT ME HOME IN HIS ODYSSEY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GRABBED IN HIS STRONG ARMS, FLYING PAST YARDS OF TREES AND SHEETS OF WHITE CLOUDS, I WAS SOON ON MY BED AND &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TO FIND MYSELF IN DREAMLAND! WAS IT REALLY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SUPERMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES IT IS. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY ONE AND ONLY ALMIGHTY SUPERMAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WHO WEARS URM (secret : that's for me to know). MY SUPERMAN WHO ALWAYS IS THERE FOR ME, EVEN WHEN I'M SO FRAGILE, I KNOW HE'LL BE THERE TO MAKE SURE I'M SAFE AND SOUND. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I KNOW MY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SUPERMAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WILL BE THERE. MUACKS TO YOU! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-7874392996157744384?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7874392996157744384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=7874392996157744384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7874392996157744384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7874392996157744384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2008_01_03_archive.html#7874392996157744384' title='my one &amp; only ALMIGHTY SUPERMAN'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-5534751973055104467</id><published>2007-12-31T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:46:56.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STALKED!</title><content type='html'>i hate to be stalked!&lt;br /&gt;i hate it! i hate it! i hate it! i hate it! i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be meeting gerald at 645pm outside JP Long John Silver's.&lt;br /&gt;getting all geared up for Alien VS Predator 2, i even bought the food.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a combo 1 with additional skin-on potato chips and extra cheese just to smuggle it into the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;however, he was late due to his mum and i was just waiting innocently outside LJS and suddenly a person came to me and keep talking to me. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;i quickly left LJS, walking aimlessly with no idea what to do and just hoping the late gerald will appear but it was useless! gerald can't teleport?!&lt;br /&gt;the buggle kept following me, went down the escalator and almost touched my shoulder! @#$%^@$@#%&lt;br /&gt;WTH was that! don't even think of touching me!&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally shocked, stung with fear! not awe-struck but disgustingly- stuck in a freaky situation.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it! don't follow me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;)=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-5534751973055104467?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5534751973055104467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=5534751973055104467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5534751973055104467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5534751973055104467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_12_31_archive.html#5534751973055104467' title='STALKED!'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-6935041705397204372</id><published>2007-12-20T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:12:29.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1...2...3....4....5</title><content type='html'>When you're in Hong Kong, i have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Though i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SINGLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; alone at home, i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Days are so difficult to count.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, counting a day seemed to start with 100, 200, 300 and so on until you're back to relight my entire world.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DOUBLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; crossed to have missed your first phone call from Hong Kong and i tried calling back, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;i've been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRIPLET-LY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trying to work myself out so that time flies by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;without your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;QUART-TRIPLET&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nights of sms, sleeping was a tall order that was to high for me to climb over. Your words are impossible to be substituted is what i've realised. Your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;QUINT-TRIPLET&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days in Hong Kong is tough but not miserable. cuz it has opened my eyes to you and i. i have fallen another step deeper in love and develop greater reliance on you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know my 1...2...3, let me sing it once through with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5...4...3....2............ 1 Hippo that lies deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R2o_0CZyypI/AAAAAAAAAJM/CnGhtzzizHo/s1600-h/kitty-full.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145995687455017618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R2o_0CZyypI/AAAAAAAAAJM/CnGhtzzizHo/s320/kitty-full.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-6935041705397204372?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6935041705397204372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=6935041705397204372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/6935041705397204372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/6935041705397204372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_12_20_archive.html#6935041705397204372' title='1...2...3....4....5'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R2o_0CZyypI/AAAAAAAAAJM/CnGhtzzizHo/s72-c/kitty-full.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-5432545699167875342</id><published>2007-12-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T23:15:26.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hippo furry coat is missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i want to report lost of my hippo furry coat. it's been missing for quite a few days. BOOHOOHOO... i want my hippo furry coat back.&lt;br /&gt;i miss it so very much especially these days when the strong chilling winds are biting into my bones.&lt;br /&gt;i wished it could return to give me a big warm hug. it gives me security and warmth against the cruel torrent. life is breathless and cold without your great embrace.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my blue hippo furry coat. that's my most precious and priceless thing in my life. not just in winter but also spring, summer and autumn seasons.&lt;br /&gt;you're indispensable in my life and i appreciate you ever since i've gotten hold of you&lt;br /&gt;and that's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-5432545699167875342?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5432545699167875342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=5432545699167875342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5432545699167875342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5432545699167875342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_12_17_archive.html#5432545699167875342' title='My hippo furry coat is missing'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-356646363232666164</id><published>2007-12-16T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T04:01:29.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>It's late in the night and i've just reached home.&lt;br /&gt;i lazily slumber into my room and get washed and plopped onto bed with my pj&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 since hippo took his plane and flew to Hong Kong but i'm feeling like crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I MISS HIM ALOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;though i understand that hippo deserves his holiday trip and similarly i want him to enjoy himself, but suddenly deep down my heart, i have the urge to sweet talk to him and say goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, it's really getting awkward these days to know that you're not around and when i don't get to hear "Hippo tucks kitty to bed."&lt;br /&gt;it's just the first day yet i'm feeling lovesick.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so affected by this syndrome that even right now at 353am i'm still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KITTY MISSES HIPPO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i felt worse when i heard the mushy song (When we hold on together). i'll be the one praying for you to come home and make days feel like seconds.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so desperate without you by my side. Now i know why everyone says " treasure the loved ones around you".&lt;br /&gt;even though i do treasure him now but i feel so sad when he's not around only for a week. i can't imagine how my entire world will collapse when everything's too late too too late to even make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll see this and see how kitty leaves her days without you by her side.&lt;br /&gt;days are really hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;I love you! Hope you're really enjoying yourself there! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUACKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-356646363232666164?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/356646363232666164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=356646363232666164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/356646363232666164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/356646363232666164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_12_16_archive.html#356646363232666164' title='i miss you'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-3622350792983391974</id><published>2007-12-13T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:57:34.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From You to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R2VESiZyynI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lKEyw9eAnXY/s1600-h/hippo+medicine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144593234603985522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R2VESiZyynI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lKEyw9eAnXY/s400/hippo+medicine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Who could be the good samaritan to buy all these stuff for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These tasty fellas were dumped on my table after i return home for a good rest on a Thursday night after having the long and dready business management lesson. It was awful till i saw them. Yum yum food and more junk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seeing them wrapped up in a paper bag already lighted up my night (that's apart the notion that it's food). Moreover out of all the items, all of them are my tummy's precious. i love Meiji and only Meiji chocolate with grape jelly bean. adding on to my favourite list was the Tao Kae Noi seaweed and lest it was the WASABI FLAVOUR!!! Orh i'm drooling now. the wasabi seaweed really made me shout out madly, and tearing apart the zipper seal. Hmm as for the liang teh which wasn't liang teh but luo han guo, i found it bitter and sour but there was a note that said "it will be good for my throat". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sign off, hippo. And every pieces of me sizzle and melted. without much, i uncapped the bottle and glurp down the "liang teh". yea supposedly bitter and sour but it was all sweet in my heart, my organs and my throat. i felt all buttery and touched that Hippo bought all of them for me. He's such a sweet man, sweet lover. Though at times, he's not romantic but when romanticsm appeals to him, he's totally sucked in! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE YOU! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R2VKnSZyyoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5BI9rKjLexg/s1600-h/heart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144600188156037762" style="WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" height="71" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R2VKnSZyyoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/5BI9rKjLexg/s320/heart.bmp" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-3622350792983391974?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3622350792983391974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=3622350792983391974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/3622350792983391974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/3622350792983391974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_12_13_archive.html#3622350792983391974' title='From You to Me'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R2VESiZyynI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lKEyw9eAnXY/s72-c/hippo+medicine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-7314697632561434485</id><published>2007-12-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:32:51.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my innermost craving</title><content type='html'>satisfied!!!! i've been longing for you day and night.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i close my eyes, i think of you.&lt;br /&gt;i walk past you every day and you greet me by.&lt;br /&gt;you're just adoring and alluring me.&lt;br /&gt;even when i sleep, i drool for you and&lt;br /&gt;finally your power overwhelm me and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's my MacDonalds!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could just eat you today and i had my McSpicy meal.&lt;br /&gt;Slurp slurp, i'm a satisfied lady now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-7314697632561434485?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7314697632561434485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=7314697632561434485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7314697632561434485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7314697632561434485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_12_09_archive.html#7314697632561434485' title='my innermost craving'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-6390405930364513279</id><published>2007-12-06T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T20:43:42.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesecake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fsnJ5__TI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Av9U7CbBvwM/s1600-h/Cheesecake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140837657084951858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fsnJ5__TI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Av9U7CbBvwM/s200/Cheesecake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fsnZ5__UI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qOjUI2jdYj4/s1600-h/Cheesecake+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140837661379919170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fsnZ5__UI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qOjUI2jdYj4/s200/Cheesecake+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pounding the oreo biscuits to bits and pieces with my ma's conventional, back to the kitchen pounder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fsnp5__VI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TVMaLji14Hk/s1600-h/Cheesecake+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140837665674886482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fsnp5__VI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TVMaLji14Hk/s200/Cheesecake+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yum yum i'm baking my all time favourite- oreo cheesecakes!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that i know how to bake nice, delicious, tasty, good-looking cheesecakes, i can say bye to Starbucks' oreo cheesecake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm being greedy to bake 2 trays of cheesecake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one for me and the other for my buddy- char. she does not love cheesecake but simply addicted to it. she can eat cheesecakes for consecutive days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i too love my own cheesecake. it's as nice as the market's cheesecakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moreover it's baked with love, that's what everybody will eat in my cakes. love my love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice tasty cheesecakes with my love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-6390405930364513279?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6390405930364513279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=6390405930364513279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/6390405930364513279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/6390405930364513279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_12_06_archive.html#6390405930364513279' title='Cheesecake'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fsnJ5__TI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Av9U7CbBvwM/s72-c/Cheesecake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-778816581138618596</id><published>2007-12-01T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:03:40.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape here i come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fwy55__WI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4jgbXuKDONw/s1600-h/Escape+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140842256994925922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fwy55__WI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4jgbXuKDONw/s200/Escape+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4 admission tickets to Escape please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fwzJ5__XI/AAAAAAAAAIs/inU3h4aTXlw/s1600-h/Escape+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140842261289893234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fwzJ5__XI/AAAAAAAAAIs/inU3h4aTXlw/s200/Escape+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at Escape 360 degree of fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fwzZ5__YI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tot8d0KZtJg/s1600-h/Escape+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140842265584860546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fwzZ5__YI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tot8d0KZtJg/s200/Escape+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting comfortably in the Go-Kart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yabba Dabba Doo, i'm going to Escape Theme Park on a hot sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to try every ride and play every game eating every food in Escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be the first first very first time to the theme park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the best we have in Singapore, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's absolutely ground shaking to try rides like the inverter, revolutioner, Go-Kart, Vikings and the log ride.&lt;br /&gt;my life, my love and my organs are all shaken up even before my adventure started.&lt;br /&gt;the go kart was tremendously thrilling. it's one of a kind when i wasn't ticketed by any traffice police for bumping cars off the track for over-taking and speeding. that's totally cool. gerald loved to ride in that cool stuff. and we're going in again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY why Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the 7th year celebration for Escape theme park and admission tixs are only going for $7. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grab one before it ends 1 Jan 08. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And i might be bumping into you guys. O ya it was such coincidence to bump into my new friends. Mango and Esther and their group of friends. they really ended up with loads of monkeys clinging on each side of their shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have mine too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-778816581138618596?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/778816581138618596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=778816581138618596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/778816581138618596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/778816581138618596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#778816581138618596' title='Escape here i come'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R1fwy55__WI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4jgbXuKDONw/s72-c/Escape+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-5741340380451636850</id><published>2007-11-25T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:55:36.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted</title><content type='html'>perhaps watching Enchanted was every girls desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was really a dream come true and with happily ever afters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a fantasy to be living in Andalasia together with Prince Charming waiting just forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all dreaming of a true love's kiss.... to complete the love duet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orh, it's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me too. i've been dreaming of a true love's kiss. but who is that true love that holds the key to my heart and wake me up after i've eaten the poison apple??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which bringin me away waiting happily ever after forever and ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every princess has a prince. even the wicked queen had a "prince- Nathaniel" waiting for her. though they did not get together, everyone has a rightful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted- relived every girl's fantasy to be a princess, waiting for her strong mighty prince to save her from the wicked hands and bring her away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found my lost twin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pDWl2t7lI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q2K0LwT4T4k/s1600-h/twinnies+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136992380367269458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pDWl2t7lI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q2K0LwT4T4k/s200/twinnies+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how can that be? it's supposed to be my prince charming?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-5741340380451636850?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5741340380451636850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=5741340380451636850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5741340380451636850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5741340380451636850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_11_25_archive.html#5741340380451636850' title='Enchanted'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pDWl2t7lI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Q2K0LwT4T4k/s72-c/twinnies+(6).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-7301753863444789670</id><published>2007-11-24T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:09:35.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Cars</title><content type='html'>Was as usual taking my stroll along Marriot Hotel and noticed a big bill board with Audi R8 cars.&lt;br /&gt;though i didn't see it, i saw these nice cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFwl2t7mI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5MjyTMu45Yo/s1600-h/Luge+night+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136995026067123810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFwl2t7mI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5MjyTMu45Yo/s200/Luge+night+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFxF2t7nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/P73J6YuQgUY/s1600-h/Luge+night+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136995034657058418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFxF2t7nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/P73J6YuQgUY/s200/Luge+night+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFxF2t7nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/P73J6YuQgUY/s1600-h/Luge+night+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFxl2t7oI/AAAAAAAAAHs/QKlsqjsaah8/s1600-h/Luge+night+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136995043246993026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFxl2t7oI/AAAAAAAAAHs/QKlsqjsaah8/s200/Luge+night+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFyF2t7pI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7V9_gSxtN9s/s1600-h/Luge+night+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136995051836927634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFyF2t7pI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7V9_gSxtN9s/s200/Luge+night+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFwl2t7mI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5MjyTMu45Yo/s1600-h/Luge+night+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFxl2t7oI/AAAAAAAAAHs/QKlsqjsaah8/s1600-h/Luge+night+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFyl2t7qI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mV89yix45RE/s1600-h/Luge+night+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136995060426862242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFyl2t7qI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mV89yix45RE/s200/Luge+night+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pGhl2t7rI/AAAAAAAAAIE/q4IWru9xAjQ/s1600-h/Luge+night+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136995867880713906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pGhl2t7rI/AAAAAAAAAIE/q4IWru9xAjQ/s200/Luge+night+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-7301753863444789670?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7301753863444789670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=7301753863444789670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7301753863444789670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7301753863444789670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_11_24_archive.html#7301753863444789670' title='Nice Cars'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0pFwl2t7mI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5MjyTMu45Yo/s72-c/Luge+night+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-2567847914478068511</id><published>2007-11-23T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:56:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Smurfs</title><content type='html'>"Island life is exciting" is living true to its meaning these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dusk set in and off we go to a far away island- Sentosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paced with endless footsteps, all of us was determined to try out the Luge and Skyride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing compares to using a 2D compass to scavenge our way true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o7q12t7fI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wj8oglvOOZk/s1600-h/Luge+night+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136983932166598130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o7q12t7fI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wj8oglvOOZk/s200/Luge+night+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Razali and Dewi searched high and lo and found HL milk. Nah just crapping and they found IMBIAH station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OFf we go to the far away island with the help of a gliding train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136983940756532738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o7rV2t7gI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SuLUDNDDaXM/s200/Luge+night+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Everyone glowing with excitement poses at the camera for the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And TADAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imbiah Station. Such a romantic place with cosy lightings and Love was in the air even though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were endless flights of escalators. Saturated with men of all colours to the heartlanders, everyone wanted to try the Luge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My virgin experience on the faithful 23nov2007. it was simply magical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a moment i could speed at 120km/h on this stretch of road. though i doubt i was at 120km/h but i was flying off my cart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoosh swoosh, with the wind darting straight through my ears, manouevring left and right dodging from the nasty road blocks, i was flying in the air with my magical cart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really ecstatic! &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o_5l2t7kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EqW0vZEaFgo/s1600-h/Luge+night+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136988583616179778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o_5l2t7kI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EqW0vZEaFgo/s200/Luge+night+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The skyride did too, took my breath away. Sadly, it took my camera pouch away too. For a moment i wish my camera fell from the top to the bottom of the deep dense forest. So i could ask for a new one. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o7s12t7iI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_AQovCq0M0E/s1600-h/Luge+night+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136983966526336546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o7s12t7iI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_AQovCq0M0E/s200/Luge+night+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really stiff sitting on just wooden planks and holding to some metal railings. i was so terrified that throughout i was squeezing Gerald's biceps. Hmm it must have made him feel good. But i was FREAKING OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really a nice nice night to try the Luge and Skyride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o7tl2t7jI/AAAAAAAAAHE/N3M7LctCYvc/s1600-h/Luge+night+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136983979411238450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o7tl2t7jI/AAAAAAAAAHE/N3M7LctCYvc/s200/Luge+night+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-2567847914478068511?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2567847914478068511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=2567847914478068511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2567847914478068511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2567847914478068511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_11_23_archive.html#2567847914478068511' title='Sentosa Smurfs'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0o7q12t7fI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wj8oglvOOZk/s72-c/Luge+night+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-4800582978400845158</id><published>2007-11-21T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:49:35.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maria... anita... fatimah</title><content type='html'>hei ho hei ho hei ho&lt;br /&gt;finally after a day of fighting, it's my turn my turn to use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;getting a feel of the keyboard is really difficult to be taking turns with 2 other people.&lt;br /&gt;a big turnover happened last night at my house.&lt;br /&gt;my entire family found out that&lt;br /&gt;my maid has been skiving and was actually having an affair outside.&lt;br /&gt;o no! that's serious i just thought that she was lazy that's all who knew that she actually had a&lt;br /&gt;sweet romance below the hut.&lt;br /&gt;it's now time to eradicate maid service yet yet yet&lt;br /&gt;my sis and cousin can't live without one.&lt;br /&gt;my o my. it's really a bad bad news.&lt;br /&gt;all of us are in our teens yet we still need a maid. i just don't understand why my sister&lt;br /&gt;insists on having one since most of us don't eat at home.&lt;br /&gt;her claim was cuz i treated home like a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;gosh how ridiculous can it be to say that. she should be the one listening to that phrase she stated. she needs the maid at every moment. literally all the time.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it when it's just maximising the use of her stay and i'm glad i didn't cuz i knew it wouldn't happen when i saw everything through my naked eye.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish to eradicate maid service. it's definitely wasting money on necessary service. no one eats at home. hmm maybe to my sis and cousin, the maid was to serve them.&lt;br /&gt;had it not come across their mind y can't they do things on their own? even simple things.&lt;br /&gt;i want no maid no no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-4800582978400845158?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4800582978400845158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=4800582978400845158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/4800582978400845158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/4800582978400845158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_11_21_archive.html#4800582978400845158' title='maria... anita... fatimah'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-2425937027825956814</id><published>2007-11-19T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:00:13.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Down and Under</title><content type='html'>Boo Hoo Hoo. i'm sick, sick, sick and gravely ill.&lt;br /&gt;Measuring 38.0 on a thermometer and the next sensible thing to do-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;popping 5 panadols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt seriously warm and lost conscious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was dawn the moment i woke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so pale, so sickly and weak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stumbling across floor boards, i got into the toilet for a wash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and looking into a mirror, i thought a saw a burgly bear. Again, i took a closer peek, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's me, just me BUT with a swollen eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;.... still sick but life is good. Hmm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my grumbling tummy led me to the kitchen to gaggle for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i think my fairy godmother came and gave me this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Et7V2t7UI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ze4211qKATs/s1600-h/Sicko+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134435547681254722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Et7V2t7UI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ze4211qKATs/s200/Sicko+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Et712t7VI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kaMSrkS9Yqc/s1600-h/Sicko+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134435556271189330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Et712t7VI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kaMSrkS9Yqc/s200/Sicko+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Et8F2t7WI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3JzWlmJxZZU/s1600-h/Sicko+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134435560566156642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Et8F2t7WI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3JzWlmJxZZU/s200/Sicko+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONUTS DONUTS DONUTS- i just can't get my eyes off you including my hands and tummy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Something for sure, they can't last long in the refrigerator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0EvgF2t7XI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VnzJfT4-RmU/s1600-h/Sicko(06).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134437278553075058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0EvgF2t7XI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VnzJfT4-RmU/s200/Sicko(06).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Ev6F2t7YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yBZXXxmtSpA/s1600-h/Sicko+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134437725229673858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Ev6F2t7YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yBZXXxmtSpA/s200/Sicko+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Ev6V2t7ZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ISDdVuIwkWM/s1600-h/Sicko+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134437729524641170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Ev6V2t7ZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ISDdVuIwkWM/s200/Sicko+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ta-duh that's 8 seconds later and i'm eating the best PEANUT BUTTER DONUT EVER.Haha the burgly sick bear is out for lunch. And i'm eating Peanut butter. Woosh it's magical. Look at the ooze of the peanut butter, the nutty flavour that stings the tastebuds. Boo YUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's really really naughty to be eating donut when i'm sick so i have to top it up with my angelic healthy lifestyle eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Ex5V2t7aI/AAAAAAAAAF8/h07BSyafpnU/s1600-h/Sicko+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134439911368027554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Ex5V2t7aI/AAAAAAAAAF8/h07BSyafpnU/s200/Sicko+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sigh look at my swollen puffy eye. And i'm eating my healthy sliced fish with rice topping it with at 1L of water. Hmm now i don't feel bad eating 1 measly donut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Ex5V2t7bI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YDVp2RGkBig/s1600-h/Sicko(07).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134439911368027570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Ex5V2t7bI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YDVp2RGkBig/s200/Sicko(07).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And off i go to to to have another donut steal! I'm such a good girl cursed with a swollen eye. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-2425937027825956814?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2425937027825956814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=2425937027825956814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2425937027825956814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2425937027825956814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_11_19_archive.html#2425937027825956814' title='I&apos;m Down and Under'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0Et7V2t7UI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Ze4211qKATs/s72-c/Sicko+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-8210535060881818492</id><published>2007-11-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:16:21.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life is an equation of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eat                         play                            sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0E18F2t7eI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JVQb5eiWPRA/s1600-h/Playful+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134444356659178978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0E18F2t7eI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JVQb5eiWPRA/s200/Playful+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0E17V2t7cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QxAVdtOXd9Y/s1600-h/Playful+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134444343774277058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0E17V2t7cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QxAVdtOXd9Y/s200/Playful+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0E1712t7dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S4BNscsNNeI/s1600-h/Playful+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134444352364211666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0E1712t7dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S4BNscsNNeI/s200/Playful+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this equation sets in automatically when the week reaches friday, saturday and sunday. i love my life, my food, my games and my bed. Most of all i enjoy my weekends with 2 loveliest people on earth. Gerald and Charlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Without fail, my weekends end up scavenging for nice makan places to pig out, to chill, to play and to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm going to try the luge at Sentosa next week! Yo Ho i'm ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be remembering my Enchanted movie with Char too. That's lavishing int every girl's fantasy of being a princess and her prince charming leading happily ever after life.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! i can't wait for the week to end.&lt;br /&gt;That's what i'm waiting for!&lt;br /&gt;Life is short cuz it's over the weekend (pun)&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend the rest of my life with you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-8210535060881818492?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8210535060881818492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=8210535060881818492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/8210535060881818492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/8210535060881818492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_11_05_archive.html#8210535060881818492' title='Life'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/R0E18F2t7eI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JVQb5eiWPRA/s72-c/Playful+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-3726105402300210304</id><published>2007-10-31T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:03:53.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thank You everyone for remembering me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so touched, so so touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's birthday is stretched longest ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started from 27 till 30th of October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made a pact to be at Clark Quay for dinner with Gerald at the Indonesian Riverside Restaurant All the panggan( indo for grilled) was belly rumbling.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygaSZ5bj7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/7TE9Y2uuyT0/s1600-h/Birthday07+(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127377079253045170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygaSZ5bj7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/7TE9Y2uuyT0/s200/Birthday07+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma-ma mia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried our best to wipe out all the food starting with 2 empty stomachs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we ate, ate, and ate again. And we almost bursted after placing bets on food as we played 7-up and our all time old school favourite JiKoPah game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o man i sucked in JiKoPah and gerald sucked in multiples of 7. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and afterwhich to the next round of DouHway for the birthday girl. i had to have 2 of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygW_Z5bj4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/6OQr1G1VTSc/s1600-h/Mylove+005_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127373454300647298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygW_Z5bj4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/6OQr1G1VTSc/s200/Mylove+005_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;s 4 days after it was bought. Ugh fermented beancurd yet still yummy! My substitute for meat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of all, i miss my Friends, my group of Buddies. Aren't they sweet to buy me a birthday cake. Hey Suzhen, Mel, BingXi and Joel, i'm really touched to see the cake outside my house door from you guys to me. i finished them all! Though i didn't get to see you guys, i felt your warm regards, pals. Didn't want to cut the cake till it was the 30th Oct&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygZB55bj5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/AK3NvW8sM8s/s1600-h/Birthday07(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127375696273575826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygZB55bj5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/AK3NvW8sM8s/s200/Birthday07(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygZIZ5bj6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ERAqTW53rkE/s1600-h/Mylove+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127375807942725538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygZIZ5bj6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ERAqTW53rkE/s200/Mylove+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's also too much a coincidence that 2 of my best pals Char and Vard came along to my house with Starbucks Cheesecakes. Delicious glorious cheesecake. it's no doubt why Char is my pal. She loves the things i like too. Yum Yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Char and Vard almost tricked me into the devious plan. good job though but discovered. HAHA. that's when Mel and gang wanted to come to my house too. Lol. You guys did a good job. Did you guys have telepathy or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you guys from N354 and W328 i received your warm regards and your presents nice necklace and a uber sweet hair pin and your heart warming ask abouts. I'm fine guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I DO MISS YOU GUYS ALOT ALOT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-3726105402300210304?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3726105402300210304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=3726105402300210304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/3726105402300210304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/3726105402300210304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_10_31_archive.html#3726105402300210304' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygaSZ5bj7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/7TE9Y2uuyT0/s72-c/Birthday07+(7).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-7505351885365509757</id><published>2007-10-27T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T13:34:23.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoo whee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's the yard sale of the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm getting rid of all my heapfuls of clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's also time to empty my wardrobe's bulging tummy.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygSbp5bj2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/D-k-Cxm7ETU/s1600-h/PA170124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127368442073812834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygSbp5bj2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/D-k-Cxm7ETU/s200/PA170124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's alot of clothes and work to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pulling, sorting, folding, packing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wardrobe clearing is ain't fun. it's tough, tough and tough and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm worn out .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygTNZ5bj3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NDrFGeT64Sc/s1600-h/Mylove+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127369296772304754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygTNZ5bj3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NDrFGeT64Sc/s200/Mylove+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a random messy room photo while resting for the next pull.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-7505351885365509757?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7505351885365509757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=7505351885365509757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7505351885365509757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7505351885365509757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_10_27_archive.html#7505351885365509757' title='Yard Sale'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RygSbp5bj2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/D-k-Cxm7ETU/s72-c/PA170124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-110152085898728144</id><published>2007-10-26T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:44:39.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA</title><content type='html'>DIA shall be my super- self name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diana a.k.a DIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;DIA pronouncing D-IA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;though there were many others but i like this one here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've thought of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;diana a.k.a dee (what my secondary school friend used to call me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;diana a.k.a ana (i don't want a similar name as my sis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;DIA is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it sounds like DJ but please greet me as D-IA and not DI-A else i'll sound like Diya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still prefer d-Ia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lol and as i'm typing D-IA it can mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Diva - In Agony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Demon- In Action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Do- It Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hey what am i doing? i'm laughing at my super-self name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no no it's D-IA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel satisfied with my super self name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so now i have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Surname- Middlename-Lastname-Christianname-Superselfname&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and it's gonna be exciting calling that full name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think i'm just excited (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-110152085898728144?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/110152085898728144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=110152085898728144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/110152085898728144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/110152085898728144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_10_26_archive.html#110152085898728144' title='DIA'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-3046806400241111608</id><published>2007-10-14T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:04:46.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rot walking</title><content type='html'>What a &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunny yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day and i'm all up and kicking to celebrate this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early at 9.30am just to have breakfast and enjoy the morning sun.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously speaking who would be so enthusiastic for a Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cut my cock and bull story short, i suspect i have sleeping disorder.&lt;br /&gt;it was just merely 6 hours of bedtime and i'm awake +++ i wasn't sleeping within that 6 hours. i was tossing and turning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i met up early morning with my pal, Char.&lt;br /&gt;she's such a nice person.we shop together, thread together, eat together, emo at the same time, love eating sour grapes.&lt;br /&gt;just like me, a non-sleeper&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why we're close pals! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;except for one major difference, she's opposite my size.&lt;br /&gt;called each other to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;always before the day starts for us, we'll tell ourselves to focus!&lt;br /&gt;FOCUS FOCUS not on cute guys though that's an intrinsic thought but&lt;br /&gt;to where our money goes.&lt;br /&gt;one common thing again we love to spend &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we met up and this buggle wanted to travel by bus and had me arranged to call her&lt;br /&gt;before the bus arrives&lt;br /&gt;but who knows what happened, she missed the bus!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A THING! to rescue the damsel on the bus( that's me), we took a cab at last.&lt;br /&gt;see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt; gone even before shopping starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now let me see our flight plans for the day :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1215hrs-1230hrs : Clementi- get our brows shaped&lt;br /&gt;1230hrs-1310hrs : Traveling via 105 bus service&lt;br /&gt;1310hrs-1320hrs : Searching for Charme to get Char's waxing completed&lt;br /&gt;1320hrs-1400hrs : Walking to Somerset Heeren for our sour grape hunting and lunch&lt;br /&gt;1410hrs-1440hrs : Traveling via 7 bus service to get to Bugis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RxHZEw2MlMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/E8y5fOqJxWc/s1600-h/RotWalkers+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121112927151887554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RxHZEw2MlMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/E8y5fOqJxWc/s200/RotWalkers+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RxHZZQ2MlNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3IdDPA7kbo8/s1600-h/RotWalkers+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121113279339205842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RxHZZQ2MlNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3IdDPA7kbo8/s200/RotWalkers+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graffiti posing. Char to the right, Diana to the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1440hrs-1530hrs : Buying Roald Dahl storybook as present&lt;br /&gt;1530hrs-1610hrs : Traveling via 2 bus service and invading Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;1610hrs-1630hrs : Making our way to People's Park Complex to get our charms ready&lt;br /&gt;1630hrs-1815hrs : Picking and matching our necklaces for our elongated necks&lt;br /&gt;1815hrs-1845hrs : Exploring the rest of Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;1845hrs-1910hrs : Walking to Clark Quay for fun time &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1910hrs-2030hrs : Yet another friend to join our marathon at the last quarter&lt;br /&gt;2030hrs-2130hrs : Discovering and taking part in &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oktober Fest&lt;/span&gt;.Making merry&lt;br /&gt;2130hrs : Travel via 30 bus service for fuel check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an awesome rot walking day with random awful incidents with the fei zai and persistent bungy jump guy.&lt;div 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walking'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RxHZEw2MlMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/E8y5fOqJxWc/s72-c/RotWalkers+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-5363684681192192063</id><published>2007-10-12T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:00:41.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 hours later....</title><content type='html'>i'm still figuring out how to apply html codes for my new blog skins.&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a geek! haha&lt;br /&gt;anyways, a reward for myself for being so hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;i was surfing the net and i chanced upon this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tissongisreallyniceandmeaningful&lt;br /&gt;thelyricsshowedmethatinarelationshipwetendtoexpectalotfromeachother&lt;br /&gt;thatwefailtoseethesinceretrueloveforeachotherwhichisjustrightinfrontofoureyesand&lt;br /&gt;inONESHOTisallittakestoLOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mymtvheroetodayMarioVazquez&lt;br /&gt;withsongONESHOT&lt;br /&gt;dedicatedwithlovetoallmyfriendsandto&lt;br /&gt;someonespecialouttherewhoisingermanynow&lt;br /&gt;hopeheseesthededication&lt;br /&gt;TREASUREEACHOTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;If I were a builder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then you'd have a castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Drive on the highest mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And if I were a billionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'd give you every material thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But unfortunately all I have to give to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is an imperfect heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But it's a heart that beats only for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Listen to this girl if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will love you forever now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No man will do you better now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love is a risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will show you your the only girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the world who can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Give me this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby, that's how I feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your one in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can't miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can do it girl {we can do it girl} do it girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm talkin' 'bout love in the mornin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just like you want it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anything you need you can call me for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now girl I'm only human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm full of many faults&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm guaranteed to fall short (guaranteed to fall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But you'll never hear about me cheating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cuz I never would betray your trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will look to you and only you for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I treat your soul like it was mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What a privilege to me to breathe your air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Doesn't that say that I care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Listen to this girl if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will love you forever now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No man will do you better now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love is a risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will show you your the only girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the world who can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Give me this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby, that's how I feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your one in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can't miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can do it girl {do it girl} do it girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm talkin' all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;All my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Always stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ohhh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But unfortunately all I have to give to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is an imperfect heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But it's a heart that beats only for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Listen to this girl if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will love you forever now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No man will do you better now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love is a risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will show you your the only girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the world who can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Give me this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby, that's how I feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your one in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can't miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can do it girl {do it girl} do it girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm talkin' 'bout everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Everynight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The rest of your days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The rest of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Listen to this girl if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will love you forever now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;No man will do you better now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love is a risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will show you your the only girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the world who can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Give me this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby, that's how I feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your one in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can't miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So if you give me one shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can do it girl {do it girl} do it girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. i &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-5363684681192192063?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5363684681192192063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=5363684681192192063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5363684681192192063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5363684681192192063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_10_12_archive.html#5363684681192192063' title='6 hours later....'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-5819811391528368426</id><published>2007-10-12T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:24:01.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE-vamped</title><content type='html'>finally something more pleasing to the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;a new look for my blog.&lt;br /&gt;it took me hours and hours to figure out how to design your blog and&lt;br /&gt;TADAH TADAH TADAH... (drumroll)&lt;br /&gt;at least nicer than the pink fetish i thought&lt;br /&gt;but still more to go!&lt;br /&gt;someone help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had hours of reading and reading but.... still unable to understand html, ccs and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's never my thing to be tech savvy. (shsh) it'll be a shocker to confess that i was once a computer club person who went through html lessons and ultimately that's so much i can show for being attentive! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;none the less, i'm still hanging around to figure out! when there's a will, there's a way!&lt;br /&gt;watch out!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-5819811391528368426?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5819811391528368426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=5819811391528368426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5819811391528368426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5819811391528368426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_10_12_archive.html#5819811391528368426' title='RE-vamped'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-2498431737093063640</id><published>2007-10-11T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T09:58:47.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic Policeman Pls</title><content type='html'>Little India was one of my final destination last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;walked from the textile centre to kitchener road under the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;the traffic wasn't so bad in the afternoon as in both human and cars.&lt;br /&gt;we went over to mustafa to look out for cheap stuffs and decided to bunk in&lt;br /&gt;coz i thought that was the safest place for 2 girls since it's rather chaotic outside.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we exited mustafa to look for a henna shop and took it on our backs.&lt;br /&gt;i had mine done. Yippee! but i think the $10 henna was not the worth when i realised i can't even see the design. it was entirely invisible and the henna was light. well next stopover was our dinner place. we had indian food. well basically we ordered too much and Ka boom.&lt;br /&gt;our stomach gave in.&lt;br /&gt;by this time, we were walking through the entire stretch and everyone was horning at the pedestrians.&lt;br /&gt;whoo chaotic. everyone was walking on the road including us. we joined in. there was no traffic rule. even when it was red light, cars flow past. HAHA. all kinds of activities on the road, phamplet giving, advert boards, variety programmes and u name it they have it.&lt;br /&gt;the entire street was jammed pack, i couldn't even see mustafa anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it was entirely flooded with people. just people alone and there's no space at all. no space&lt;br /&gt;force and pushing were the key!&lt;br /&gt;anyone could be knocked down on that innocent alley bustling with activities.... hope that it doesn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;anyway it doesn't just apply to serangoon road but to all others.&lt;br /&gt;a car almost knocked me down while i was crossing. it was peak hours as usual and everyone's rushing. green man as usual, i crossed the road but this imbecilic driver attempting a left turn just made his turn blindly without looking.&lt;br /&gt;though my driving sucks but i know it's kinda rude this way.&lt;br /&gt;it could have gotten my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-2498431737093063640?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2498431737093063640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=2498431737093063640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2498431737093063640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2498431737093063640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_10_11_archive.html#2498431737093063640' title='Traffic Policeman Pls'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-6454854991412181909</id><published>2007-10-06T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:15:49.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Merlion</title><content type='html'>Singapore has her own merlion&lt;br /&gt;so do i.&lt;br /&gt;but my merlion had a different story.&lt;br /&gt;my merlion was destroyed today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm saddened for my merlion&lt;br /&gt;but my life will have more colours&lt;br /&gt;from now on.&lt;br /&gt;white is a thing of the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-6454854991412181909?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6454854991412181909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=6454854991412181909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/6454854991412181909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/6454854991412181909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_10_06_archive.html#6454854991412181909' title='The Merlion'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-382222188962777419</id><published>2007-09-30T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:16:26.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Sunday</title><content type='html'>it's really fast to zoom past friday, saturday and sunday.&lt;br /&gt;hargh, monday is coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday -- a final goodbye to my new found friend.&lt;br /&gt;                danie'l's leaving for Aust for 3 good years.&lt;br /&gt;                the last supper held at East Coast Park C Nai Hong Kong Cafe&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;saturday -- had a hard time spending the entire 24 hrs by myself.&lt;br /&gt;                     decide to dedicate my saturday night song :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soulmate - Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Incompatible, it don't matter though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'cos someone's bound to hear my cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speak out if you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're not easy to find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it possible Mr. Loveable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is already in my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right in front of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or maybe you're in disguise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are again, circles never end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how do I find the perfect fit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's enough for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I'm still waiting in line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most relationships seem so transitory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're all good but not the permanent one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who doesn't long for someone to hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knows how to love you without being told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somebody tell me why I'm on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If there's a soulmate for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sunday -- and that's today. was shopping first at orchard then, to bugis with 2 other bimbos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                  each of us can't believe that we had spent so much within hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                  shopping too comes along with neo- prints. we love neo- prints. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                  it's unbelievable that some do think that they are only designed for ah- lians. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                  well, they just don't appreciate cam- whoring. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-382222188962777419?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/382222188962777419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=382222188962777419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/382222188962777419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/382222188962777419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_09_30_archive.html#382222188962777419' title='Sunny Sunday'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-2210660737821578</id><published>2007-04-22T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:44:28.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a long goodbye</title><content type='html'>Can you understand being in my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;Are there other words to say about me besides JEALOUS, RIDICULOUS, SELF DEGRADING?&lt;br /&gt;Am i all those in your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I cried and cried but nothing ever satisfy the turmoil in me&lt;br /&gt;You asked for my return and all i ask is that you stay further from her&lt;br /&gt;At least others will not think you're still wooing her.&lt;br /&gt;It definitely hurt being your gf and seeing everyone else talk about the two of you.&lt;br /&gt;Where am i? Who am i?&lt;br /&gt;I accept your friendship with her but all i ask is to stay further and not to let go of her&lt;br /&gt;But you bark back saying that i just can't accept your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You'd say she knows everythyng about you, she sees you in school, sits next to you and always being with you and me?&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to see you, talk to you, sit next to you, surprise you but all i get is scolding.&lt;br /&gt;I secretly surprised you, asked you out and all you say you can't and you have curfews yet you end up going out with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;I thynk i have failed to be your girlfriend, nothing i ever do is right and deserves to be praised.&lt;br /&gt;I do not even know everything about you and she can when you know her within these few months.&lt;br /&gt;You left me for her and pushing blame that it's all part of my jealousy&lt;br /&gt;You're happy being with your friends and why do you ask for me to return?&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY?&lt;br /&gt;And all i ask is a simple request to ask of you to stay further and all you can ever do is to defend her and not me.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to hear that even when you ask me to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurt so much that even a scissor cut with gushing blood does not heal.&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-2210660737821578?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2210660737821578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=2210660737821578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2210660737821578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2210660737821578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_04_22_archive.html#2210660737821578' title='This is a long goodbye'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-5132692042965019671</id><published>2007-03-31T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:30:36.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Good things</title><content type='html'>happened in this mundane life cycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I met a good friend, a shopping khaki, a food lover&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3FKwukImI/AAAAAAAAACo/3jB-YcwrCQw/s1600-h/SunwithMoon+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047907546021765730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3FKwukImI/AAAAAAAAACo/3jB-YcwrCQw/s200/SunwithMoon+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ate all the good food i ever eat. My mouth's full of food and i shall let the pics do the talk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3FKwukImI/AAAAAAAAACo/3jB-YcwrCQw/s1600-h/SunwithMoon+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GcQukIpI/AAAAAAAAADA/VFbWdhCA5wU/s1600-h/SunwithMoon+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047908946181104274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GcQukIpI/AAAAAAAAADA/VFbWdhCA5wU/s200/SunwithMoon+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GbwukIoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qyvkQG3V83o/s1600-h/SunwithMoon+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047908937591169666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GbwukIoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qyvkQG3V83o/s200/SunwithMoon+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GbgukInI/AAAAAAAAACw/BAegk2Xt_NI/s1600-h/SunwithMoon+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047908933296202354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GbgukInI/AAAAAAAAACw/BAegk2Xt_NI/s200/SunwithMoon+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GcwukIrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/e-2pvnd9Aw8/s1600-h/SunwithMoon+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047908954771038898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GcwukIrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/e-2pvnd9Aw8/s200/SunwithMoon+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GcgukIqI/AAAAAAAAADI/knLyH4kDPUI/s1600-h/SunwithMoon+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047908950476071586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3GcgukIqI/AAAAAAAAADI/knLyH4kDPUI/s200/SunwithMoon+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-5132692042965019671?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5132692042965019671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=5132692042965019671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5132692042965019671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5132692042965019671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_03_31_archive.html#5132692042965019671' title='Some Good things'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3FKwukImI/AAAAAAAAACo/3jB-YcwrCQw/s72-c/SunwithMoon+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-1959203269114166170</id><published>2007-03-31T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:13:39.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Gummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;StarBurst&lt;/span&gt; StarBurst &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;StarBurst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum Yum i'm gonna savour eu up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gummy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;chewy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oozy&lt;/span&gt; and urmm i've run out of words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was introduced to "eat" when i was just lingering around in the late night stall of a particular petrol station while i was in Aussie. A column of yellow wrapped box with colourful gummies placed at the window screen looked so delectably ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the only time i laid my fingers on them and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEVeR Stopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scavenged for it upon my arrival and found them at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the candy empire and the Cocoa tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yum Yum, i'm going to eat eu up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3CmgukIlI/AAAAAAAAACg/3h16BDi6Vfw/s1600-h/SunwithMoon+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047904724228252242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3CmgukIlI/AAAAAAAAACg/3h16BDi6Vfw/s200/SunwithMoon+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-1959203269114166170?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1959203269114166170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=1959203269114166170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/1959203269114166170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/1959203269114166170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_03_31_archive.html#1959203269114166170' title='My Favourite Gummy'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rg3CmgukIlI/AAAAAAAAACg/3h16BDi6Vfw/s72-c/SunwithMoon+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-9080689494036383861</id><published>2007-02-24T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T21:23:59.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eau de Toilette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rd-g_5HmrnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Xc-r9y5-hJA/s1600-h/toiletposse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034919927948422770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rd-g_5HmrnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Xc-r9y5-hJA/s200/toiletposse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boring work sniffs me to the toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rd-hAJHmroI/AAAAAAAAACA/WtpRRIPmE84/s1600-h/toiletposse1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034919932243390082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rd-hAJHmroI/AAAAAAAAACA/WtpRRIPmE84/s200/toiletposse1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying myself in the toilet at Republic of Singapore Yacht Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rd-hAJHmrpI/AAAAAAAAACI/TZcK3niI0zo/s1600-h/toiletposse2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034919932243390098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rd-hAJHmrpI/AAAAAAAAACI/TZcK3niI0zo/s200/toiletposse2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having a fun time at the toilet of my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;I spend my time in the toilet looking good, smelling good, feeling good and doing good! HAHA. Though a small cubicle it may be, a quarter of my life end up clinging by the toilet door side. Eau eau eau, i love toilets especially toilets that pamper me. I'm a toilet hogger. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Accumulated toilet cam whore!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-9080689494036383861?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/9080689494036383861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=9080689494036383861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/9080689494036383861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/9080689494036383861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_02_24_archive.html#9080689494036383861' title='Eau de Toilette'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/Rd-g_5HmrnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Xc-r9y5-hJA/s72-c/toiletposse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-2612988117774102973</id><published>2007-02-20T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:17:29.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdsBk5P7kbI/AAAAAAAAABg/trqGADcpKs8/s1600-h/zonked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033618741871219122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdsBk5P7kbI/AAAAAAAAABg/trqGADcpKs8/s320/zonked.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdsBlZP7kcI/AAAAAAAAABo/dJgYLowI1eA/s1600-h/zonked1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033618750461153730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdsBlZP7kcI/AAAAAAAAABo/dJgYLowI1eA/s320/zonked1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;it's o.ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wake up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-2612988117774102973?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2612988117774102973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=2612988117774102973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2612988117774102973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2612988117774102973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_02_20_archive.html#2612988117774102973' title=''/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdsBk5P7kbI/AAAAAAAAABg/trqGADcpKs8/s72-c/zonked.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-3196746269971161618</id><published>2007-02-19T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T01:57:41.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdiThgmMGHI/AAAAAAAAABU/pgbxr64Csd4/s1600-h/cry1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032934787481606258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdiThgmMGHI/AAAAAAAAABU/pgbxr64Csd4/s320/cry1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdiQEAmMGGI/AAAAAAAAABI/25mfOIrukmk/s1600-h/cry.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;HURT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;You told me how proud you were but I walked away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;If only I knew what I know today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;I would hold you in my arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I would take away the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Thank you for all you've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Forgive all your mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;There's nothing I wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Sometimes I want to call you but I know you won't be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;And I hurt myself by hating you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Somedays I feel broke inside but I won't admit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;You know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Would you help me understand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Are you looking down upon me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Are you proud of who I am? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;There's nothing I want to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;To have just one more chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;To look into your eyes and see you looking back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;And I've had myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I've missed you since you've been away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh, it's dangerous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;It's so I'm afraid to try to turn back time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;And I've had myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;By hurting you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-3196746269971161618?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3196746269971161618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=3196746269971161618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/3196746269971161618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/3196746269971161618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_02_19_archive.html#3196746269971161618' title=''/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RdiThgmMGHI/AAAAAAAAABU/pgbxr64Csd4/s72-c/cry1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-7822290753114026016</id><published>2007-02-04T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:05:37.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the tiny speck of sand in the entire vast desert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As common as the many others that lie side by side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you are the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You come by with a mighty gush blowing across &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This piece of brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Picked me up and swirled me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Round, round and round I go as you set your embrace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going through the moments of my life as you push.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Up, down, left, right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Far i may go still in the piece of brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fast you came, fast you left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I have nothing to look forward right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;No one no view in sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;All i do each day is to wait in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Every single breath lays a deep regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Time does every magic trick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Proof is all you see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;How deep is your love for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-7822290753114026016?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7822290753114026016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=7822290753114026016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7822290753114026016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/7822290753114026016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_02_04_archive.html#7822290753114026016' title='Life is a rollercoaster'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-4098417042117197400</id><published>2007-02-02T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:06:55.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My beeg shades</title><content type='html'>I've got a new shades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a beeg shades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RcXDVhUNbMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sckBWDACCD8/s1600-h/beeg+shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027639333516831938" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RcXDVhUNbMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sckBWDACCD8/s320/beeg+shades.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool yeah?? Now i'm the reel Sleem Shady&lt;br /&gt;I bought it exactly on the very day when i had my braces fixed.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly my braces not shown. Well, i can't be blamed. I need to pretend to be cool.&lt;br /&gt;This is one good thing that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one bad thing that happened to me was a bangla following me around orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUX!!! It FREAKED me out TOTALLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For GOODNESS sake, I'm not a malay cum philippine cum indonesian cum whatevery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I"M A CHINESE By BLOOD!! EVERY BLOOD SPELLS CHINESE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;And that bangla, i will not forgive you by stalking me at orchard on a bright sunny morning. You even asked to shake my hand?! That's like over my rotten body (to emphasise it's not over my dead body) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's totally gross out to even think that u wanted me to answer your questions!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FAT HOPE. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Have some common sense to bug off when your presence is not felt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Freak! AND PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I"M A CHINESE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-4098417042117197400?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4098417042117197400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=4098417042117197400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/4098417042117197400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/4098417042117197400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_02_02_archive.html#4098417042117197400' title='My beeg shades'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RcXDVhUNbMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sckBWDACCD8/s72-c/beeg+shades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-305375456374935393</id><published>2007-01-23T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:55:35.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOXAL Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What am i doing at a Family day when i'm supposed to be alone at the entire party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Owells, was just gate-crushing and feasting my way through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had my share of fun and joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went bumping around to each stall doing tattoo, getting in queue with the rest of the rushing ladies to get a DIY necklace and last of all the kiddiest thyng to ever do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tO fight with the kids for a Flower balloon. heheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's some narcissistic pictsies of me trying to show off my tattoo.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQRUNbKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3At_1URfIo8/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023238997788159138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQRUNbKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3At_1URfIo8/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQRUNbJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eeWf8WYLWqQ/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023238997788159122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQRUNbJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eeWf8WYLWqQ/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQhUNbLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X0EDcP2-8lc/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023239002083126450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQhUNbLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X0EDcP2-8lc/s320/Image063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQBUNbII/AAAAAAAAAAM/_2pzqYREsdc/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023238993493191810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQBUNbII/AAAAAAAAAAM/_2pzqYREsdc/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-305375456374935393?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/305375456374935393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=305375456374935393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/305375456374935393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/305375456374935393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2007_01_23_archive.html#305375456374935393' title='SOXAL Family Day'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R-Vmk35I0i8/RbYhQRUNbKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3At_1URfIo8/s72-c/Image062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-2092197839241710964</id><published>2006-11-19T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T12:23:16.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces</title><content type='html'>at last the courage to the dentist to get my braces done&lt;br /&gt;i must say it's really a price to pay for. not just the monetary cost of 3800&lt;br /&gt;but the pain to endure and the goodie goodies that i can't eat.&lt;br /&gt;was really tempted to pull off the rubber studs and just fix that empty hole&lt;br /&gt;that i created thys morning to eat my favourites at Bedok sempang the last night.&lt;br /&gt;it was a whole lot of mess with my bleeding wound and tissue biting and saliva drooling.&lt;br /&gt;yeeks. I'm not getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;my pillow gets wet in the middle of the night and wakes up the next day to be stained with&lt;br /&gt;gory blood patches. EEwws. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;And all i have liberty to is some soft lembek congee and fluids that don't fill my belly.&lt;br /&gt;Well good in a way for weight loss and i lost say 3kg.&lt;br /&gt;For the beauty to come, i must do it now.&lt;br /&gt;will show you guys my braces to come. HEE&lt;br /&gt;That;s all folks. tyme for my softies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-2092197839241710964?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2092197839241710964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=2092197839241710964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2092197839241710964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2092197839241710964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_11_19_archive.html#2092197839241710964' title='Braces'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-5528042756586265844</id><published>2006-11-12T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T10:15:59.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mint museum</title><content type='html'>whether you are a child at heart or an avid toy collector,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mint museum of toys has something for everyone. within the contemporary five- storey building you will find a rich mix of nostalgia, education and inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mint is all about evoking childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is that moment when you recognise a familiar character or find a forgotten toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They joyful rush of rediscovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from wind-up to battery-operated toys, from tinplate to celluloid toys, from teddy bears to cartoon characters, each exhibit captures the passage of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting? Nostalgic? For those of you who have not been to the mint museum of toys, it could get as exciting as the pictures below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/mint%20museum%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/400/mint%20museum%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From an ugly duckling to a betty boop. And the tin- plate Billy robot on his rocket to aerospace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/mint%20museum%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/400/mint%20museum%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Teddies my gagas. i love them i hug them . See their innocent watch that relives the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-5528042756586265844?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5528042756586265844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=5528042756586265844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5528042756586265844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5528042756586265844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_11_12_archive.html#5528042756586265844' title='Mint museum'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-850755373870025181</id><published>2006-11-07T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:24:55.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>esteem the most beautiful yet not owned</title><content type='html'>the crowd says growing up to be a pretty lady often lands much sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being pretty, getting a nice devilish figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never hit me before in my entire childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back then, round as a ball,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but every ounce of life was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good self esteem when it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all about eating and satisfying my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i grew up, i thynk you left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you abandoned me to grow up in a harsh world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was all concerned about those that did not bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost you and more to lose as i age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you, esteem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks and shape matter so much that they weigh a ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good looking people around me matter so much like never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constantly on the ball to fend for my weakness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-850755373870025181?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/850755373870025181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=850755373870025181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/850755373870025181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/850755373870025181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_11_07_archive.html#850755373870025181' title='esteem the most beautiful yet not owned'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-2281622506840760158</id><published>2006-10-28T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:42:22.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00888-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/320/DSC00888-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm in the candle light. Hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/320/DSC00904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friendship that is never coincidental. What more bout our birthdays being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday tootsie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-2281622506840760158?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2281622506840760158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=2281622506840760158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2281622506840760158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2281622506840760158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_28_archive.html#2281622506840760158' title=''/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-5037917425292244099</id><published>2006-10-27T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:42:01.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEASTING @ TASTE OF THAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/320/DSC00865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/320/DSC00864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JUBES SPOKESPEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/320/DSC00860.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00861.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/320/DSC00861.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(some intense, provocative battle is brewing)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00860.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00860.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00862.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00862.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00860.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00862.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00862.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00862.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00862.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/1600/DSC00862.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOT PINKIE COOL BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4014/3477/320/DSC00862.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-5037917425292244099?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5037917425292244099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=5037917425292244099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5037917425292244099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/5037917425292244099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_27_archive.html#5037917425292244099' title='Birthday Bash'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-8097122246726867745</id><published>2006-10-22T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:23:36.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerios</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated to Yasmin + only (knowing that you love purple, dark ones esp)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You lil monkey make leaving so difficult. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To even add on, you posted a post personally for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Arh the fond memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Though it's over a semester, we have accomplished much together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;All those eye glances, eyeball rolling messages and the sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Strive on for your future too. Continue to fight hard and never give up your aspirations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thankisses to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cheerios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-8097122246726867745?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8097122246726867745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=8097122246726867745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/8097122246726867745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/8097122246726867745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_22_archive.html#8097122246726867745' title='Cheerios'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-1786950347662127967</id><published>2006-10-20T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:38:06.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you guys + girls</title><content type='html'>News just have to spread by wild fire.&lt;br /&gt;Well can't be blamed. No one's to be blamed. Cos everyone wants to be well informed.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be taken aback about the decision to withdraw.&lt;br /&gt;There'll be greater destiny for me in university.&lt;br /&gt;While you guys out there strive for the very best for yourselves, understood?&lt;br /&gt;It's upsetting to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Rather an emo turmoil But i can't let my emo rule my mind&lt;br /&gt;I Got To Go&lt;br /&gt;I miss each and everyone of you people&lt;br /&gt;It's not even the first day or rather yet to submit my withdrawal form&lt;br /&gt;AND i can't bear to leave each single soul.&lt;br /&gt;Admission to the fact that i didn't establish super duper sticky gluey relationships with everyone but the presence of each head makes the class hole oops i mean whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Diana declares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Missing each one of you is a pledge!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS EACH SOUL THERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; unless they miss me too. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though it's sort of lyke the last few moments, at the very least, Tabitha, Li Ting, Felicia and Xiao Hui exchanged their shopping views with me. This is somethyng very dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thankisses to you there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-1786950347662127967?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1786950347662127967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=1786950347662127967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/1786950347662127967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/1786950347662127967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_20_archive.html#1786950347662127967' title='I miss you guys + girls'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-4346802790114170642</id><published>2006-10-19T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:19:14.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Withdrawal form is in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filled in the withdrawal form and i wanna go ahead with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving is a sad thyng but a choice has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thynk going to university is still the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'm getting bored of the Life Science world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly discouraged by what the newspaper says, " Life Science conundrum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my future is in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to grab hold of it tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is the premium factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get on with life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-4346802790114170642?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4346802790114170642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=4346802790114170642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/4346802790114170642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/4346802790114170642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_19_archive.html#4346802790114170642' title=''/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-2619333299091682294</id><published>2006-10-17T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:11:44.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Titanic heart</title><content type='html'>It always gets nerve wrecking when i start digging for my teeny weeny wallet in my gigantica bag. Constantly having false alarms of my missing pursie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold shudder nerve impulses signal my entire being everytyme i recall.&lt;br /&gt;Was just searching the entire bag for the teeny weeny wallet to fight and pay for 1Dolla coconut drink but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;Once, twice and thrice yet the bladdy bag could not churn out my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;Everythyng was bladdy den.&lt;br /&gt;My heart completely went down and below and under every debris of planet earth. It sank ever faster than Titanic and murdered every cell in me.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly hit the core and exploded with tears.&lt;br /&gt;Dazed and gazed to recall where it could be.&lt;br /&gt;Yet the first thyng that flooded my mind was&lt;br /&gt;How am i to return home?&lt;br /&gt;What shud i, how shud i break it to mommy?&lt;br /&gt;Shit, that's it and i'm done for!&lt;br /&gt;What about my money, my IC, my driving licence, my membership cards, my nets card, my darling's photo, my library card, cash card.&lt;br /&gt;The shopping trip to bugis turned into a drama.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to all the places i've been to and searching for it relentlessly&lt;br /&gt;and Thank God for friends.&lt;br /&gt;Hazel tried the last resort to ask the lost and found counter&lt;br /&gt;LO and Behold, that one that one.&lt;br /&gt;One tear drop just one, streamed it's way down. The rest must have been stucked by fear.&lt;br /&gt;MY BELOVED WALLET Come back to Momma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-2619333299091682294?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2619333299091682294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=2619333299091682294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2619333299091682294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/2619333299091682294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_17_archive.html#2619333299091682294' title='My Titanic heart'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-8019763106594974652</id><published>2006-10-16T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T21:41:20.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quitting School Fuss</title><content type='html'>A subtle, sudden decision to stop studying shock grabbed my friends and family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAJOR&lt;/span&gt; turnover neither a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MINOR&lt;/span&gt; change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me suggesting thys decision, am still pondering. Life was never lost tyl the present. School was never a subject of worry tyl today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will i ever stop pondering and get thyngs done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone and forlorn images of myself which i can't even recognise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shud i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critics in me questions the credibility of the pursuit to ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponders. Pondering. Styll pondering&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-8019763106594974652?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8019763106594974652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=8019763106594974652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/8019763106594974652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/8019763106594974652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_16_archive.html#8019763106594974652' title='Quitting School Fuss'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-116074315645010691</id><published>2006-10-13T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:22.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping- A hobby? A drug?</title><content type='html'>Finally after a month, money is flying into my lil pocket again.&lt;br /&gt;Had an one hour lesson today. IOC by Mrs Tan-Lee Kwee Choo.&lt;br /&gt;I was being a goodie by volunteering myself to do a question.&lt;br /&gt;What a kind soul.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up shopping around Marina Square by myself before i can collect my pay at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;Personally went down to MS to buy my lost undie but it's no longer in stock.&lt;br /&gt;So what if there's money, some thyngs just can't be found again.&lt;br /&gt;Well bought a similar one. But i prefer my previous.&lt;br /&gt;Prolly had 2 hours to roam about and my itchy legs and hands just can't keep to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;They stretch out to flip at price tags, tag along the clothe rack. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;And i laid my hands on so many thyngs i lyke.&lt;br /&gt;Eiyie so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin help!! Keep your mantra going, "Save Money Save Money"&lt;br /&gt;In merely 2 hours, i almost bought a&lt;br /&gt;M)phosis dress top $37.80&lt;br /&gt;Topshop Lips of Lustre $15.90 &lt;basically&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crocs new pumps $47.80 &lt;they&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew i was just a split second to buying the first item when my darling called.&lt;br /&gt;Am i supposed to say,"You're my life saver or just spend my day cursing swearing?"&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i was complaining that i'm life-less esp when school starts.&lt;br /&gt;Home and school. School and home.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm but to come to thynk of it that's the rehabilitation centre for me not to spend money.&lt;br /&gt;A drug? A hobby?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-116074315645010691?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/116074315645010691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=116074315645010691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/116074315645010691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/116074315645010691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_13_archive.html#116074315645010691' title='Shopping- A hobby? A drug?'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-116005787037123697</id><published>2006-10-05T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:22.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing beats thys</title><content type='html'>tyme to get together with hippo.&lt;br /&gt;Pure fate. Sheer destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely ecstatic to have dinner with hym after such dinosaur years of isolation.&lt;br /&gt;Though simple fare but the chemistry was ever complex.&lt;br /&gt;Woo.&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed with so many food at one meeting.&lt;br /&gt;The hokkien mee, chicken chop, satay and chwee kueh sadly devoured by us.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the bubble tea that ended up with no bubble and no tea.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;with a satiated soul we went shopping at the neighbourhood of clementi.&lt;br /&gt;Prolly patronized every hp shop looking for bargains.&lt;br /&gt;Had a big spend on food and more food.&lt;br /&gt;But how can money be saved when Tao Kae Noi is out for grabs.&lt;br /&gt;Really fantabulous deal to have in Watson's though it's a few cents cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;The very least was that unusual price. I mean since it's usual price was bleh bleh bleh.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i bought it at the unusual price.&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving It.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-116005787037123697?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/116005787037123697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=116005787037123697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/116005787037123697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/116005787037123697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_05_archive.html#116005787037123697' title='Nothing beats thys'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-116005641779207813</id><published>2006-10-04T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:22.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Certified Appraiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;GEMS GEMS GEMS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a certified estate valuer after thys module. heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah thyngs can get a bit rough since it's still the initial few lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Still trying to pace and fit in like puzzles into the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Relatively a good lot i guess... A good mix of guys and girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Still stuck at the second lesson as of yet. Coming to recall i thynk the most i can remember is Meow- that's part of my lecturer's name. And it ends here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just me, my butt planted to the seat and myself listening to Meow. And thyngs came unexpectedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Was quite happy that a gurl offered me her mentos but sadly i rejected her. I didn't mean to but at that point i had my Fruitella. Thought of getting them down my guts before it gets sticky and gooey.. Then it starts getting out of shape, forming a squash and i thynk a berry squash as it was berry flavour then starts leaking out of the wrapper and... I BETTER STOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm Sorry if you meant it as a token of friendship. Prolly a wrong tyme for that good offer. I promise you(the girl in REVAL class) i'll not buy Fruitella and empty all my guts for your next mint.. (:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;And thys lil tootsie here better make the first step next week before she thynks i'm stuck up. I'm not. Tootsie's are never up in the sky except for cloud nine. That's equally high but still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tootsie is a Tootsie!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ryghty better extend my friendship by asking for her name before she's taken away else i have no other potential project mate. (O, ain't that so devious) HAHA. Com'on i'm sure she's more than that a project mate. Nonetheless, i'll go for her. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, nothing else cheers the tootsie up when the tootsie was trudging home with her beeg bag and she gets to see her friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tootsie has close Vball friends and seeing them really make my day despite the haze. Getting to meet them always gives me a sweet aroma of euphoria. Ya those glorious days and tough trainings that we went through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I promise to be a DUper Goody Tootsie in my next GEMS Class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-116005641779207813?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/116005641779207813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=116005641779207813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/116005641779207813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/116005641779207813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_04_archive.html#116005641779207813' title='Certified Appraiser'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115970562909685043</id><published>2006-10-01T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays kicked Out</title><content type='html'>Woosh it's tyme to go to school again after 4 weeks of studying&lt;br /&gt;and thys tyme school is long.&lt;br /&gt;It ain't short. School starts at 8am and ends at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;A long long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i dread going to school.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather i dread going to class.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of sync from my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Since school had began, guess the in thyng now is to wear hot pants.&lt;br /&gt;Really short hot pants.&lt;br /&gt;Been seeing hot pants everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's been an eye attention to wear that.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely guys will be investigating those legs intently.&lt;br /&gt;Well who knows what's the next in thyng?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115970562909685043?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115970562909685043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115970562909685043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115970562909685043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115970562909685043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115970562909685043' title='Holidays kicked Out'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115875759956702342</id><published>2006-09-20T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Financial Planners</title><content type='html'>Ever had any guy or girl approach you and starts gaggling away with questions?&lt;br /&gt;They start asking your profile and then and then about insurance.&lt;br /&gt;Eeks i had so many of them. Bored and tired of them.&lt;br /&gt;I notice they always target the young, the handsome, the pretty ones. Yea and i happen to fall into one of those category or maybe two of them. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY ARE THE FINANCIAL PLANNERS.&lt;br /&gt;So irksome.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well i doubt they like doing this part of their job standing under the hot sun giving the warm and friendly look but sorry who bothers.&lt;br /&gt;I detest the questions and the persuasion to meet up and get in touched.&lt;br /&gt;They are like Financial desperados to me.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone teach me to avoid these circumstances..&lt;br /&gt;Ever tried saying i've already got my financial planning yet they continue asking.&lt;br /&gt;Attempted giving fake numbers.&lt;br /&gt;But what else is full proof?&lt;br /&gt;O as i was going home from my workplace at Telok Ayer and i saw James Lye at Raffles Place.&lt;br /&gt;Nah it didn't come as a shocker to me.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda expected myself bumping into him. I mean that place is his territory where all those big banks plant themself over there.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm if i ever work in a bank haha i wanna work in Raffles too. It's not James Lye who's the attraction force but the name of the place gives certain status.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's some shallow materialistic blonde hair girl speaking over here.&lt;br /&gt;But i just want my Raffles.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like some delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;Waffles and Ruffles haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115875759956702342?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115875759956702342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115875759956702342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115875759956702342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115875759956702342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_09_20_archive.html#115875759956702342' title='Financial Planners'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115875622092999735</id><published>2006-09-20T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo Boo</title><content type='html'>Never felt any better after i took the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, it's terrible.&lt;br /&gt;My tonsils are infected and swollen.&lt;br /&gt;All i feel is like though a mini peach gets stuck in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;It causes my fever and now it deprives me of food.&lt;br /&gt;I can't swallow now&lt;br /&gt;So painful that i have to suck lozenges to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;My head is ever pounding and ever stuck at 38.8 degrees celcius.&lt;br /&gt;I hate getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;Sicknesses impairs my&lt;br /&gt;There were so many things i wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;Buy the fish cracker from Liang Court before it runs out, buy some inspirational cards and to visit Hippo at his house.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Hippo so much ever since we last met.&lt;br /&gt;Haha the most unforgettable, thrilling, heart grabbing moment i spent with you.&lt;br /&gt;Shh it's our lil' secret.&lt;br /&gt;I'll prolly have to stay home the entire day tomorrow to heal my wounded body.&lt;br /&gt;Never felt as weak as before.&lt;br /&gt;Devastated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115875622092999735?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115850904442592790</id><published>2006-09-17T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long long long tyme since i'm back</title><content type='html'>Really sick with computers nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;Been staring at this square bloc for my job.&lt;br /&gt;It's really tiring to have my eyes set on you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate looking at it now.&lt;br /&gt;That's my the Missing in action period.&lt;br /&gt;Excel is going to extricate me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;But thys week is really enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Had a good tyme with hippo and my friends thys week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115850904442592790?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115785633854346354</id><published>2006-09-08T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 0ne Year</title><content type='html'>Wee~ it's one year with you, hippo.&lt;br /&gt;So glad that we've known each other for 365 days already.&lt;br /&gt;Just had my anniversary dinner at Kenny Rogers.&lt;br /&gt;Ate my all time favourite Kenny's quarters with macoroni and &amp; cheese and corn niblets.&lt;br /&gt;Plus a Snapple Mango madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/anniversary1%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love kenny rogers but i love you more. Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;Thankisses for all that you've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and the cooked up story bout you having diarrhoea and scared the wits out of me.&lt;br /&gt;But went to buy the thing that i liked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/anniversary1%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'll definitely use it. Guaranteed, chopped and stamped onto the bag is your love and i'll use it.&lt;br /&gt;It's not gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;All is in the sweet memory lane. Every word, every ounce of love, each single effort and thoughts all scripted alongside the brick walls of memory lane, that is never fading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Pen- down just gets more each time we travel through this lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115785633854346354?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115785633854346354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115785633854346354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115785633854346354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115785633854346354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_09_08_archive.html#115785633854346354' title='Happy 0ne Year'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115746461009187053</id><published>2006-09-05T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI IT'S ME AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU THERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my last day at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last... tyme to rest again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting quite mad at the plastic look i wear everyday to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plastic look, plastic smile. so tiring. work is torturous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i surrendered my pass already anyway not any glamourous with the pass cuz on it says visitor. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm but i guess i'll miss the food there. coolios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo Dino at China Square is the hottest thing now. I drank it twice today for the first and last. the best part is when the solid milo powder gets all sticky and these gooey balls get stuck at the bottom of the cup. Slurp Slurp and you just use the straw to suck as hard as possible. crunch and munch them in the mouth and whoosh it makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/leisure%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/leisure%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the pie too. had it yesterday. it's expensive stuff though. well nothing's cheap at Pickerling street so no point complaining. duh... it's the DON pie. yum yum. i shan't describe it cos u have to eat it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i bought one again today for myself. shall keep it till breakfast. hee&lt;br /&gt;GOOD FOOD GOOD MORNING &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/leisure%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/leisure%20003.jpg" border="0" /&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;the food is the best thyng in my work life, though i had subway sandwich all alone at the water fountain. just exactly what an uncle did. all alone eating hys packed away lunch too, i suppose. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's totally going around the entire office doing all the simple stuff. got to play with the label writer and while doin work, giggles, my itchy hands typed in these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/leisure%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                     kitty &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's what work is all about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115746461009187053?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115746461009187053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115746461009187053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115746461009187053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115746461009187053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_09_05_archive.html#115746461009187053' title=''/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115746465121739981</id><published>2006-09-02T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Bedok South Road</title><content type='html'>Goodie goody food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hippo smuggled me to savour all the yummy yummy food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to try the all tyme favourite of hippo- jiu he eng chai. to translate it simple, it's cuttlefish and erm what's eng chai in english. a simple teochew dish of steamed cuttlefish fried with vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;da- pao them away for both our families and we had so many rounds of jiu he eng chai but everytyme it slips into the mouth, it just asks for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a side dish though and we had fishball noodle. absolutely nothing but literally noodles and fishballs yet they taste as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thynk on that night we spent an hour q-ing for those 2 dishes. ahah. of course with the splitting of work else, it won't be just one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedok, wait for my return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sign off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Delectably gratifying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PS: it's exactly a long wait, but all fulfilling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115746465121739981?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115746465121739981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115746465121739981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115746465121739981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115746465121739981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_09_02_archive.html#115746465121739981' title='16 Bedok South Road'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115694731179190029</id><published>2006-08-30T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/meni%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/meni%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt; &lt; &lt; trying to take a snap monochrome shot. that's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Woowee, my dress code for the second day at work. Cool, chic and sleek.v&lt;br /&gt;                                              v&lt;br /&gt;                                              v  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/meni%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/meni%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/meni%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/meni%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &lt; &lt; Having a difficult tyme fitting into the box??&lt;br /&gt;Looking all cramped up.&lt;br /&gt;Spot my new watch and my manicured pinkies?&lt;br /&gt;Cool Pink v&lt;br /&gt;                 v&lt;br /&gt;                 v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/meni%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/meni%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115694731179190029?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115694731179190029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115694731179190029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115694731179190029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115694731179190029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_08_30_archive.html#115694731179190029' title=''/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115694559570639929</id><published>2006-08-30T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fonterra here i come</title><content type='html'>reported work at 8.30am sharp with my first leg into Great eastern centre.&lt;br /&gt;oo up the lift goes to the 6th and here i am at fonterra.&lt;br /&gt;the place is cool. it's a company that sells diary products and provides what we normally see in the supermarket. things like anlene, chesdale, the recent calciyum and anmum.&lt;br /&gt;hired as an administrator i was asked to do everything. haha. from reception to human resource and being a secretary. haha&lt;br /&gt;not many hippee people there but they are friendly.&lt;br /&gt;i like my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115694559570639929?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115694559570639929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115694559570639929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115694559570639929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115694559570639929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_08_30_archive.html#115694559570639929' title='fonterra here i come'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115694517973206518</id><published>2006-08-28T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sweet pinkies</title><content type='html'>never thought that my pinkies would want to doll up too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were sent to Nail Palace at jurong point for an express manicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was there ultimate experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pinkies were painted pink and had a french. as sweet as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thynk it's just the affinity between me and pink. i didn't knew the manicurist would paint it pink for me. haha&lt;br /&gt;well that's for the happy part. I'm partially satisfied only.&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally destroyed one finger and i asked her to repair it but got reprimanded.&lt;br /&gt;com' on it's just three layers of nail coat.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was dry when she asked me if i wanted "quick dry" painted to my pinkies, being a tootsie i am i thought it allows my nails to dry quickly who knows after trying out, not only did i get scolded, my pinky was destroyed. nonetheless, i demanded a new layer. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which getting all dolled up, met up with hazel and isabelle. the three of us went on a retail therapy. hee so happy bought so many stuffs. cheap, chic stuffs. i'll parade them out some days. and which later on we headed to chomp chomp for jes' birthday. oo i never knew such places existed till today. so cool so many nice food. yum yum i love the egg tofu and the super huge mega jug of drink. so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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then... must they possess one more criteria than the rest of the solar planets to be called a giant.. lol&lt;br /&gt;Good bye pluto....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115647442433602874?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115647442433602874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115647442433602874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115647442433602874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115647442433602874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_08_25_archive.html#115647442433602874' title='Good bye Pluto'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115647394993725152</id><published>2006-08-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh... i got rejected for a job interview.&lt;br /&gt;that's life.&lt;br /&gt;i did a stoopid mistake telling how fast i can type when i blog and converse in msn&lt;br /&gt;and got rejected because of it.&lt;br /&gt;What a Tootsie i am.&lt;br /&gt;guess wasn't putting my heart into that interview.&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting on the chair turning about when i was being questioned.&lt;br /&gt;coerced to give a few short answers.&lt;br /&gt;the interviewer was yakking non stop and even before i finished, she commented.&lt;br /&gt;argh doesn't she know it's rude to cut people in the way when someone is talking.&lt;br /&gt;it's an interview not a yakety yak competition to make the entire cramped up room sound so full of life and robust!&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's just a courier job for TNT at changi north.&lt;br /&gt;super duper far to come to thynk of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115647394993725152?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115647394993725152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115647394993725152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115647394993725152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115647394993725152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_08_24_archive.html#115647394993725152' title=''/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115638895213212960</id><published>2006-08-24T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the first day</title><content type='html'>Yoo Hoo~&lt;br /&gt;Yippee&lt;br /&gt;Hip hip hooray~&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad and overjoyed that exams are finally over.&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 weeks have been torturous.&lt;br /&gt;Stayin at home mugging my guts out.&lt;br /&gt;Literally just like a book eater, churning every single word and equation into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so amazed of what i actually did.&lt;br /&gt;I could memorise one book that's 400 pages in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;notes, books and more books but well&lt;br /&gt;IT"S OVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Felt liberated after yesterday's maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm going to proclaim to everyone that I"M FREE.&lt;br /&gt;Alright since you know i'm free, those of you reading are obliged to date me. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115638895213212960?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115638895213212960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115638895213212960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115638895213212960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115638895213212960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_08_24_archive.html#115638895213212960' title='On the first day'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115553597312883815</id><published>2006-08-14T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:21.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why m i waiting?</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;i've waited since 9am till now and i'm still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting to take my paper at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;guess every classmate must be mugging their hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm here irritated of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;i so want to get a life now,&lt;br /&gt;but to think of the paper later, all those lively thought have gone to knot.&lt;br /&gt;why am i waiting for my paper.&lt;br /&gt;it's not my dooms day anyway, prepared for it already.&lt;br /&gt;i shan't say i'm complacent.&lt;br /&gt;so bored of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;i'm walking around my apartment&lt;br /&gt;constantly in the search for food&lt;br /&gt;to fill the stomach not empty.&lt;br /&gt;how bored i am of waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115553597312883815?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115553597312883815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115553597312883815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115553597312883815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115553597312883815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_08_14_archive.html#115553597312883815' title='Why m i waiting?'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115544113902896897</id><published>2006-08-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carl's JR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/Image(342).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/Image%28342%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/Image(338).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/Image%28338%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/Image(343).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/Image%28343%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the first Carl's jr try goes into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Munch munch chomp chomp. yum so nice. That cup and bag cost 11 dollas ok. it was initially 9.90 until we upsized the drink to a large one and wanted big round onion rings instead of fries.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy yummy tasty good food goes to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Big and tender juicy meat squashed in between 2 thick soft toasted bread coated with tomatoes and lettuce. so delicious. it's tantalising. the onion rings. haha so huge and it's so difficult to bite them and swallow them.&lt;br /&gt;made a brand new specs with onion rings. i look good with my new onion-ring shades, urm rather onion ring circles. i think i look like the ant-bully guy. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115544113902896897?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115544113902896897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115526206977615457</id><published>2006-08-10T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're one year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey hippo, we are one year old together. so great being together with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love you soo much. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hee, remember the days, where we met and what we did. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so nice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i ever want is just to have you once in my entire lifetyme.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115526206977615457?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115526206977615457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115526206977615457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115526206977615457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115526206977615457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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esp delicious.&lt;br /&gt;so much meat and let's say, satay, drums, wings, chicken fillet, rice, otah.&lt;br /&gt;it was just all carnivore's night out. haha&lt;br /&gt;so much fun with all of the people including w328.&lt;br /&gt;well photo session was all throughout.&lt;br /&gt;snapshots here and shots there. it's everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;so cool.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115526182196765632?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115526182196765632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115526182196765632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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soon.&lt;br /&gt;However, i don't have to go to school till urm my first paper.&lt;br /&gt;And my first return back will be at 6pm when everyone else it at home having dinner and i have to sit for my first paper.&lt;br /&gt;well, i went back to school today just for a 2hrs essay writing test and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;i can go home.&lt;br /&gt;Met hippo on the way and we went for lunch at Clementi Market,&lt;br /&gt;we had my all tyme favourite Chwee Kueh (x5) and each a fishball noodle and a cup of sugar cane with lemon. we actually had to finish up another plate of o luah but&lt;br /&gt;we ran away before it came. well, we didn't have space for that and just decided to disappear into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;it's really nice eating together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115509049974146641?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115461892367496916</id><published>2006-08-03T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Touch Rugby</title><content type='html'>Grrg, i'm a freshie touch rugger. haha&lt;br /&gt;this day marks the day of my ruggery life.&lt;br /&gt;totally new to a total sport.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite fun though.&lt;br /&gt;went for the training at SP with the touch rug gals&lt;br /&gt;o my the field is in a total pathetic state.&lt;br /&gt;though it looks green, so many things are just beyond this the holes and the mud.&lt;br /&gt;played a few games though nth was in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;just play arh. gain ground gain ground. haha&lt;br /&gt;just run lyke mad. play lyke made&lt;br /&gt;slided a few tymes since i'm without boots.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired after thys. my entire body is aching lyke it's going to tear apart any moment&lt;br /&gt;hugh and my eyes are giving me problems again.&lt;br /&gt;it's oozing out of them lyke though it's free and can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are blood shot. as red as blood. hey duh. cause it's the blood right that's y blood shot.&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS going to rest.&lt;br /&gt;hope i can get out of bed as a piece.&lt;br /&gt;that's not too much after thys training.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115461892367496916?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115461892367496916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115461892367496916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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the most caus they are big and fat.&lt;br /&gt;they don't even look intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;not untyl i met this one today.&lt;br /&gt;as i was walking towards YMCA, i saw this car.&lt;br /&gt;this is the first tyme that i could ever describe a car in so much details.&lt;br /&gt;of course not knowing what was it, i turned to the car lova---&gt; my hippo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ah! someone drop this car from heaven and send it to my aptmt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream car used to be MY FAIR LADY but now thys one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A porsche- Cayenne S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;it's horrendously nice. it's intimidating, big, yet sleek in the interior. You won't know tyll you see the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;how can it go around without a driver other than me who deserves this car more than anybody else?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I want that car.. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/cayeenS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/cayeenS1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/cayenneS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/cayenneS2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/cayenneS3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/cayenneS3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/cayenneS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/cayenneS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115452895475955515?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115452895475955515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115452895475955515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115452895475955515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115452895475955515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_08_02_archive.html#115452895475955515' title='!!Mommy i want that Car!!'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115444109065203449</id><published>2006-08-01T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's talk</title><content type='html'>Look at the prezzies.&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs of ear rings. they are not for auctions alright though it looks like some quotation but ah uh it's not for sale.&lt;br /&gt;well i guess it's not only diamonds that are girl's best friend but accessories too.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah now i've got 2 more to add to my collection.&lt;br /&gt;i love ear rings. i love accessories. Hint. it proves i'm a real girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/CD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i'm in the midst of finishing my report and here i am reporting bout this.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's still considered as a report, isn't it? Report of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Finally i went out on Mon together with Joanna for a talk at Asian Kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School is so hectic and i just hate it. Tests upon tests, projects, assignments and just gimme a break. I need to gotcha some life out there. &lt;br /&gt;She gave me the brown doggy pair. So nice. The other one the dang dangs is given by mavis and ah li. I love them all.&lt;br /&gt;we had our dinner and chatted for almost 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;eating all the nice food zha jiang mian, four seasons bean with prawns, pork and vegetable dumpling, grass jelly drink and avocado snow. Yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;Sat down there and we yacked and yacked.&lt;br /&gt;Yah my report is done. I'm going back to the report that was left half done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115444109065203449?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115444109065203449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115444109065203449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115444109065203449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115444109065203449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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hot&lt;br /&gt;and then, tada, even hotter after sizzling hot coffee was on me.&lt;br /&gt;Above and beyond hotness!&lt;br /&gt;inside and outside equally hot.&lt;br /&gt;got burned at a small patch.&lt;br /&gt;all i can ask for is to pray for the wound to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;well, and you are forgiven for saying i'm hot and making me realy hot.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115414626001482630?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115414626001482630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115414626001482630&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pillow.&lt;br /&gt;Sobbing, weeping, pouring out to my dearest pillow.&lt;br /&gt;Pillow, sucked up with the tears so full of my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Put away from the memories from my head and&lt;br /&gt;great is the day following the sun rise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115374150952800996?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115374150952800996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115374150952800996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115374150952800996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ON'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115341706238124328</id><published>2006-07-21T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on the top of the world</title><content type='html'>Hee hee hee. I'm smiling from cheek to cheek. So cheeky horh...&lt;br /&gt;Well because on Mon morning the first day of school, i saw hippo.&lt;br /&gt;He purposely came over from Yio Chu Kang to Boon Lay just to go to school with me.&lt;br /&gt;He even bought my favourite chwee kueh from Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with chwee kueh since he first introduced me to it. It's chwee kueh from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Don't thynk i'm just eating and eating. I made hym somethyng too.&lt;br /&gt;I made Fou Zhou. it's beancurd soup.&lt;br /&gt;I love it too. Yum yum i love food. i made it myself.&lt;br /&gt;it's so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIANA'S BEANCURD(not my dou hua ok) SOUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;br /&gt;beancurd skin, barley, pandan leaves, rock sugar, gingko nuts&lt;br /&gt;METHOD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peel the shells of gingko nuts. Boil in sugar water because gingko nuts are bitter unless you want bitter nuts. Boil till it softens and remove the centre stalk from it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add lots of  barley to water and boil it till barley seed opens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add pandan leaves to produce fragrance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour the cooked and sweet gingko nuts into the barley water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add rock sugar. Amount varies for taste buds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add beancurd skin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Refrigerate it for cooling effect. I mean if you want your soup cold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;TADA your home cook recipe for beancurd soup. i love it alot. Diana's mommy says it will help in whitening of complexion. Well, that's good for me and to me personally, a good dessert. It's sweet, easy to cook and refreshing. See i went through all the steps to make hippo this bowl of soup. HAHA. Now the recipe is out you can cook yourself. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quiz of the day: Why are lamp posts their heights?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tall enough to be light to the path of MRT tracks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115341706238124328?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115341706238124328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115341706238124328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115341706238124328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115341706238124328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_21_archive.html#115341706238124328' title='I&apos;m on the top of the world'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115303411314279677</id><published>2006-07-16T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-past dead</title><content type='html'>It's definitely a bad karma. HAHA. Almost didn't make it home today.&lt;br /&gt;The nauseous feeling, giddiness and pain, loss of vision and hearing attacked me in the market when i was shopping with Yu xin.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking quickly out of the market to breathe some fresh air and was just bumping around tables to find a seat. I was as though a blind lady. I couldn't see. What i could form was white silhouettes walking around. Nothing. I could not hear. all i heard was silence.&lt;br /&gt;So scary.Finally found a seat beside the newspaper uncle. I guess i was looking like a ghastly clown.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't take it. I've lost all strength to even hold a packet of Soybean milk after Yu xin bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;Yu xin was my heroine. haha She saved my life. Thanks Gurl. She gave me tissue, went all the way out to the road to direct the taxi into the market and bought the Soybean milk.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot buddy.&lt;br /&gt;So painful painful painful. Laid down on the bed as stiff as possible, crouching.&lt;br /&gt;My day felt so so so miserable until you appeared in my bedroom. Meow. Thank you for coming to look after me when i'm sick. All i need is you darling to look after me. Will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115303411314279677?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115303411314279677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115303411314279677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115303411314279677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115303411314279677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_16_archive.html#115303411314279677' title='Half-past dead'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115294461920228120</id><published>2006-07-15T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>Why must there be loneliness in this world?&lt;br /&gt;Is this a disease inherited or is this part of this world now?&lt;br /&gt;What is loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 entries found for loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;lone·ly   &lt;a href="https://secure.reference.com/premium/login.html?rd=2&amp;u=http%3A%2F%2Fdictionary.reference.com%2Fbrowse%2Floneliness"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( P )  &lt;a class="linksrc" title="Click for guide to symbols." onclick="ahdpop();return false;" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/ahd4/pronkey.html"&gt;Pronunciation Key&lt;/a&gt;  (lnl)adj. lone·li·er, lone·li·est&lt;br /&gt;1)Without companions; lone.&lt;br /&gt;2)Characterized by aloneness; solitary.&lt;br /&gt;3)Unfrequented by people; desolate: a lonely crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;Dejected by the awareness of being alone. See Synonyms at &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=alone"&gt;alone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Producing such dejection: the loneliest night of the week.&lt;br /&gt;loneli·ly adv. loneli·ness n.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These few days, i felt lonely. Like according to the dictionary it is the dejection by the awareness of being alone. The low spirits of being alone. Loneliness to an I personality is definitely one item that cannot exist symbiotically. I need people to stay in my life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now once i know if you are busy, i feel lonely. Is it really loneliness or rather the handling of disappointments after the truth is revealed. Or rather have i attained the status of 'beck and call' that i'm unwanted when u do not require of me.Can you be my friend? Will you play with me? this phrase is so primary school. i remembered reading this story i think of a cat who's looking for a friend. while searching for a true friend, everyone rejected the cat but only a big giant came and played with it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall ask God to play with me. He never fails. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115294461920228120?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115294461920228120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115294461920228120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115294461920228120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115294461920228120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_15_archive.html#115294461920228120' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115303272537763240</id><published>2006-07-14T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AI AI CAPTAIN</title><content type='html'>Pirates of the Caribbean-Dead man's chest.&lt;br /&gt;This 2hr and 30 mins show is definitely an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;i love it a lot and i'm waiting for part 3.&lt;br /&gt;It's a tragic ending to Jack sparrow and Pearl. Pearl was pulled down into sea by the sea creatures and Jack sparrow was eaten up by the sea creatures. While will turner unite with his love, elizabeth, his dad had to serve Captain jones for eternity on board the flying dutchman.&lt;br /&gt;Those sea creatures are really cute esp Captain jones. i love his tentacles and his nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;And i love it because i watched it with hippo. Haha. Thank you for spending time with me. And now you are grounded. You sacrificed your time for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115303272537763240?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115303272537763240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115303272537763240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115303272537763240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115303272537763240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_14_archive.html#115303272537763240' title='AI AI CAPTAIN'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115270605923574278</id><published>2006-07-12T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:20.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just can't tolerate it anymore</title><content type='html'>EEKSS!&lt;br /&gt;i just can't tahan already&lt;br /&gt;my tolerance has peaked the top.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of fats oozing out of the sides feel super gross.&lt;br /&gt;and especially those lumpy "biceps" hanging loose from the arms.&lt;br /&gt;it feels like those wet market butcher stall which have hooks that hook slabs of pork meat.&lt;br /&gt;exactly the same feeling. the weight of the lumps feel heavy pulled down by gravity.&lt;br /&gt;i feel disgusted. it's not the looks though.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of the weight of fats.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it's like i'm the carrier infected with fats and it's growing and growing.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want the excess baggage. for me i personally thinks it hinders with my movements.&lt;br /&gt;it's just like moving with attached weights.&lt;br /&gt;moreover i love to eat. really envy those who eat and remain skinny.&lt;br /&gt;no worries bout this kinda feeling.&lt;br /&gt;but for me it is a proportional relationship. the more i eat, the more i put on.&lt;br /&gt;i don't shed.&lt;br /&gt;that's all. off to do my exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115270605923574278?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115270605923574278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115270605923574278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115270605923574278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115270605923574278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_12_archive.html#115270605923574278' title='i just can&apos;t tolerate it anymore'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115253765236192507</id><published>2006-07-09T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what Friends are for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEE&lt;br /&gt;(don't be mistaken that i dislike the gifts, it's just that my expression can't tally with my description! haha for every nice things only i'll go yee so nice.)&lt;br /&gt;So happy and so blessed to have friends like Liling and Jia Xin to pop surprises into my life.&lt;br /&gt;Liling bought me a hair band, though small it may be but it's a huge present to me. I was choosing a packet of cheapo hair bands to tie my pony tail up and there was she bending over all the pockets looking meticulously at every hole for a super duper nice band and she chose this for me. It's so nice thanks a million for spending time with me and shopping for me.&lt;br /&gt;Met Jia Xin for shopping afterwards. I was sourcing for a lava lamp. We walked every inch of orchard alright. Our meeting point was at heeren, then to taka, wisma, far east and back to plaza singapura. She bought me this book and again she told me that she's using this to write notes and guess what at the end of the day, she gave it to me!! ARGH!!!! i'm going to die of heart attack. So many surprises in a day. Thank God i have a strong heart. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's a zillion years that we have met each other, but like what the book says, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Friends never drift apart". You'll still be highly regarded as my bestie.Thank God that God is always in friendships and no matter how far the both of us can be we will still meet God in the centre. It's like a circle with a centre radius. Our lives are separated. I'm walking at the other edge of the circle and so are you but we are linked together to God and we'll definitely meet. No matter how far we may seem to be, it's not too far but the circumference of a circle only. Thanks. So touching. Revelation leh about the circle. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really thank God for good friends around me to bring laughter peace and joy altogether. Not forgetting the touching moments and surprises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115253765236192507?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115253765236192507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115253765236192507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115253765236192507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115253765236192507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_09_archive.html#115253765236192507' title='That&apos;s what Friends are for'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115253902926632481</id><published>2006-07-08T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>Watched superman twice.&lt;br /&gt;One was with mavis and friends and the other was with Hippo.&lt;br /&gt;As usual or rather a norm to us, we must always smuggle long john silver into the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;It sort of became the menu list for us to hide them in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;In this real world superman does not exist but why why when i watched superman and exactly at the same scene when he zomged to save the aeroplane why did i feel that he's my hero.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. (hippo you are not supposed to be jealous because he does not exist!)&lt;br /&gt;Look here for the latest facts of Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Superman was borne before Ho-yi. Ho-yi was the guy who shot down 9 suns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Superman was stronger when he was younger. Why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Superman was borne earlier than Ho-yi because he's still wearing his undie inside-out. Ho-yi grew up later in a more civilised civilisation that taught him to wear his undie outside-in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since his strength is from the sun, he would have been stronger when there were still 10 suns around but now thanks to Ho-yi, Superman was demoted and survived with 1 sun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: to check the details of facts, pls log-on to this webbie:          nosuchthing@sotong.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115253902926632481?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115253902926632481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115253902926632481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115253902926632481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115253902926632481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_08_archive.html#115253902926632481' title='Superman'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115228216824372464</id><published>2006-07-07T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer Up</title><content type='html'>I hope this cup will cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;It has a cat on it, it's me. Meow meow.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be fine alright.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always a-round. around the cup&lt;br /&gt;Now you wonder why i put my pic in it--- i'm a genie in the cup.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;haha. that's the note larl!&lt;br /&gt;not only did i shop for it alone but yasmin and lee lian went along.&lt;br /&gt;3 girls went shopping around- for fun, peace and laughter. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Use it ok. that's y i buy practical presents so you can use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/me%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/me%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/me%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115228216824372464?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115228216824372464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115228216824372464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115228216824372464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115228216824372464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_07_archive.html#115228216824372464' title='Cheer Up'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115228132386236590</id><published>2006-07-06T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Stains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/me%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/me%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/me%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/me%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/me%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/me%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, yee, yucks, yicks!&lt;br /&gt;my heart totally sank when i was asked to be a blood donor not for any charitable organizations but for some people who needed 200 blood samples for their projects.&lt;br /&gt;goodness gracious me! for the first time i donated blood. for the First time!!&lt;br /&gt;Shux should have donated during the blood donation drive and not having my first blood drawn by some students practising blood drawing.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;breathing in really didn't help, senior. it was any less painful.&lt;br /&gt;the needle was as thick as a pencil lead.&lt;br /&gt;and when she poked it in gosh&lt;br /&gt;gosh and gush came the blood.&lt;br /&gt;haha i was trembling due to cold temperature but she was trembling too.&lt;br /&gt;she asked me if it was my first time and i agreed&lt;br /&gt;well she asked me how is it was it painful&lt;br /&gt;i just said it was a bit painful and guess what she replied&lt;br /&gt;i think it made everything worse.&lt;br /&gt;she said i think it's painful for you.&lt;br /&gt;this is my first time and will not be my last time.&lt;br /&gt;well i need to practise doing so next year and argh!! my neighbours are goin to poke me&lt;br /&gt;argh! and it's as frequent as weekly.&lt;br /&gt;o no now u know where has my blood gone- to my neighbour's needles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115228132386236590?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115228132386236590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115228132386236590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115228132386236590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115228132386236590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_06_archive.html#115228132386236590' title='Blood Stains'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115211407887495946</id><published>2006-07-05T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was abnormally short today.&lt;br /&gt;They had a graduation that most teachers weren't around and i must really thank them for that. Discussed with hippo already to have lunch with him even though it would be a short time together.&lt;br /&gt;I travelled to woodlands by train lorl(Are you touched? You ought to be!) because darling can't wake up on time.&lt;br /&gt;But i mean it's a strategic move too because i'm smart and by the time we met, it was just the right time to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;GROWL GROWL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flat tummy was growling and growling by that time. Darling came driving in his car and we va va vroom to Taste of Thailand. It's a super isolated restaurant at Sembawang Shopping Centre. The food was just fantabulous.&lt;br /&gt;We ate and cleared all of the&lt;br /&gt;Fried cuttlefish (Must try. the crisps and tender cuttlefish slips into your mouth with a dip of mayonaise will melt your tongue.)&lt;br /&gt;Pineapple Rice (Yellow is the rice. Every rice is a grain. The mix of pineapple, sausage, porkfloss gives a all rounded flavour that sets you craving for more.)&lt;br /&gt;Kai Lan fried with Oyster Sauce (Greenie greens look great with the combination of brown oyster sauce)&lt;br /&gt;Barley x2 (The sweet sensation quenches the thrist)&lt;br /&gt;Hotplate Toufu (Soft toufu fried with belachan chilly together with mushroom and prawn. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bill came and it chalked up to be only $17. It's duper cheap for such nice food. After filling our tummies with good food, we later trudged around in the mall for awhile and we left.&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/DSC00752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fell asleep and woke up just in time for a photoshoot. Hey we are always wearing what each other is wearing. Copycat.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/DSC00749.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;cam whoring begins in darling's car.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/honeymoon%20095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Hippo drove me home, i was so bored. i started playing with the cam. I took shots of hippo driving. darlin is so serious when he's driving. And i;m just sitting beside cam whoring.&lt;br /&gt;Taking photos and snap shots. Glamour-rooneying. He drove and i shot. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you darling for the time we have today. It's all to me i made your car look good.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed cam-whoring in your car. and cam- whoring you too. LoL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115211407887495946?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115211407887495946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115211407887495946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115211407887495946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115211407887495946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_05_archive.html#115211407887495946' title='Taste of Thailand'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115197737604746752</id><published>2006-07-04T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>Yippe, my lecturer is still away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2 consecutive weeks, my lesson has been starting at 1pm. Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to get my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now i'm so hungry that i jump out of bed to gobble a cow. But there aren't any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always excited bout breakfast. it makes me feel that time is clicking faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While right now i'm waiting for my mommy to come home to feed me with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super duper whooper hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my mom will buy Lorh Mee for me again. She knows that's my favourite and yeah i have a thing for Lorh Mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115197737604746752?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115197737604746752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115197737604746752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115197737604746752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115197737604746752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_04_archive.html#115197737604746752' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115197971167665522</id><published>2006-07-03T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AllSwell</title><content type='html'>It's monday again. Boo Monday blues  ) :&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a state of confusion when i walked to school today. My heart is burdened by the thoughts in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I did not know how to start apologising to Dewi about the sales. Pulpitation kept pumping my heart fast especially when i wait for Gerald and friends to be released from their class.&lt;br /&gt;The moment of apologies arrived, i feel so guilty as i gazed into her eyes.                              &lt;br /&gt;We kept walking and walking till Foodcourt 1. Grabbed the seats, placed our bags and went separate ways to buy our food. I went to the malay kueh shop to buy curry pok.&lt;br /&gt;Curry pok curry pok curry pok, three for one dolla, three for one dolla.(must read it fast like those uncles selling them at the roadside.) I bought exactly a dolla for her to extend my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;Phew, she accepted. I guess AllSwell. Not the drink but all is well now.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i could rest in peace. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;I've got all the energy to rush out of school at 230 to meet my friend small liling for lunch and supposedly study before we catch the movie at night.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we managed to study for an hour or rather i studied and liling studied her poem bout the wind. Gone with the wind are her thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Our butts settled for the couch facing the television showing world cup of Germany and Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;As excited can be, it's only Klose whom small liling is excited bout. I support Brazil but sigh it lost.&lt;br /&gt;The menu came and we 2 undecisive women took like 20 minutes to order&lt;br /&gt;One cookies &amp; cream frappe&lt;br /&gt;One cocomocha Blended&lt;br /&gt;One jumbo combo of breaded fish, japanese chicken, calamari rings, onion rings, fries.&lt;br /&gt;Tuck in gals.&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly that one cup of frappe and blended last us for 3 hours in Galilee cafe but within 2 hours we slurpped all of them away. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Mavis and Big li joined in later and we went shopping. How can we girls leave that out of our program list??&lt;br /&gt;I needed to  buy Gershon's present. And i bought him his present at New Urban Male.&lt;br /&gt;"It's one level below the highest last level" was what i told Li for her to locate us.&lt;br /&gt;Where has my intellect gone. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;My favourite shop but never once bought stuff from that shop.&lt;br /&gt;michael joined us later the night before the movie.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA small li and my plans came to pass. Not all but partially.&lt;br /&gt;Good planning.&lt;br /&gt;O for those who wonders why there are Big li and small li because there are 2 person with the same name Liling but one much older and one younger. HAha so actually the big small represents the seniority not the size. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Knew it was Youth day and i can't bear to see myself coop in school. Get A-life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115197971167665522?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115197971167665522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115197971167665522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115197971167665522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115197971167665522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_03_archive.html#115197971167665522' title='AllSwell'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115197728960984381</id><published>2006-07-02T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So blessed i can't contain it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee Gershon gave. Liling, xiao li and mavis gave to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankew a millions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So loved that i received a book and a belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for the book i'll read it as fast as my eyes can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to buy a belt but didn't know how to accessorise myself with that long rectanglular whip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Association of the belt with the whip is one thing that set in my brain a million years ago. Haha. Canes keep disappearing but the belt will not go missing and Daddy used to hit me with the belt when i was mischievious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, the belt now is to whip my waist. haha tighten it to make my waist smaller. Whip it! (sounds perverse). Then at the end of the day my face will turn blue. Gawk. But this belt is too pretty to be a whip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guy and girlS. Love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/400/gift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115197728960984381?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115197728960984381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115197728960984381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115197728960984381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115197728960984381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_02_archive.html#115197728960984381' title='Presents'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115176544171826700</id><published>2006-07-01T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Hippo dropped by my sty today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my cosy sty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats more than this house of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought subway and it was a mega mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I;ll never ever buy parmesan chicken and cheese again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patty is disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats more than the Cold Cut Trio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless i'll never leave out Subway's cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weakness for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought them all back to eat in my sty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chilling out today. Slacking at my sty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired from school. First week of new term but all the tests and projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! It's besides the mugging but the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress from the people around. The people just got that i wanna be top look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This intense is super obvious especially when results are released. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gimme a break. Someone pass me a Kit kat but i prefer kinder bueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting all dirty eating the sandwich thanks to the crews who can't wrap them nicely but to&lt;br /&gt;let everything ooze out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's playing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dai dee is one game i can never master. I'm still trying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't get that thing about which is bigger and smaller and all those royal flush, straight and&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet hippo has to choose that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's expert in this lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O one more thing, hippo now has a new pair of specs. That kind that Adriano wears.  He's just trying to look smart and geeky. This new look is just to lure innocent girls into his trap. You can never know what he's up to now since this specs shall give an illusion to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the fact that he does look smart and geeky, but guess what i look even better when i wear them. LOL. DONATE YOUR SPECS TO ME! but i don't even need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo went home with a tummy ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the squash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115176544171826700?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115176544171826700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115176544171826700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115176544171826700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115176544171826700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115176544171826700' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115168739676624553</id><published>2006-07-01T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Disaster</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry to have given the wrong information about the sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want it to be that way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it could be a happy ending that we can enjoy the benefit of the sale but now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather it be me who is the one waiting there like fools just for a sale in midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault that i did not check carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help or do anything to turn back time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am right now so guilty, so sorrowful of giving the wrong information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this friendship to be strained neither let awkwardness come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Sorrowful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115168739676624553?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115168739676624553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115168739676624553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115168739676624553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115168739676624553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115168739676624553' title='Beautiful Disaster'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115150993104122092</id><published>2006-06-28T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know??</title><content type='html'>Sharks fins are collagen.&lt;br /&gt;And the major component of collagen is actually Chondroitin Sulphate.&lt;br /&gt;And chondroitin sulphate is a type of heteropolysaccharide.&lt;br /&gt;Chondroitin sulphate is heteropolysaccharide made up of alternating beta linkages between N- acetylglucosamine and D-glucuronic acid.&lt;br /&gt;What is heteropolysaccharide?&lt;br /&gt;Heteropolysaccharide is actually repeated polymer of disaccharide.&lt;br /&gt;In layman terms, heteropolysaccharide is carbohydrate.&lt;br /&gt;Since it forms the big portion of collagen and found in shark fins, Sharks fins is supposed to be cheap because simply it is carbohydrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sharks fins = Collagen = Chondroitin Sulphate = Heteropolysaccharide = Carbohydrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why should it be expensive when it is just adding of soy sauce, some other starchy items, and traces of sharks fins or rather carbohydrates.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah besides to pay the poachers for their effort for small people trying to catch a huge animal for only a small portion of their meat.&lt;br /&gt;And it leads me to the point that sharks need not have to extinct when we make our collagen that tates and bites like shreds of sharks fins.&lt;br /&gt;Save the fins!!&lt;br /&gt;Do soy sauce costs that much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115150993104122092?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115150993104122092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115150993104122092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115150993104122092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115150993104122092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_28_archive.html#115150993104122092' title='Did You Know??'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115133129310452651</id><published>2006-06-26T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIARY DEAREST&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;today i saw a boy. And i don't know why my heart kept pumping fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;He was just a table away and once i noticed him, my eyes never came back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Now i know why they say &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE IS BLIND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Haha, Don't be lame diana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;It's so nice just to sit and admire him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Every move and every word made my heart skip a beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Diary i just want a space near him always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You make my day Blind because my eyes are with you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedicated to Gerald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115133129310452651?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115133129310452651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115133129310452651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115133129310452651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115133129310452651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_26_archive.html#115133129310452651' title=''/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115132943941136104</id><published>2006-06-26T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti E-learning</title><content type='html'>Let the holidays simply be holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Why must there be something so complicating like E- learning in the beginning of the 3 weeks of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;On a nicer note, E-learning gives us 3 weeks of break. E-learning allows us to study in our preferred place and time. It is to help students be technologically equipped, well at the very least the fundamentals of fundamentals. Supposedly, gives liberty and motivates interest in learning.&lt;br /&gt;But to put it across blatantly, for myself personally, it is just a torturing and naggy reminder to study during the holidays. I disagree that it allows me to study at my choice. The network is always lagging and i have to wait for certain documents to be created by the teachers. Besides that, the system is moving as though a snail. During the peak hours like the noon time, it is always so busy and it takes ages to load a page. Moreover, there is a notification to do quizzes outside peak hours because the system is slow and yet a time limit to quiz. I mean it defeats the purpose of studying at my preferred time. Throughout my life as a student, I'm used to study in the morning till the night but not through the night. Well, though there's is a plus point that i can do it in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that i can never be sure of the quizzes that i have done or have not done.In my opinions, E- learning did not educate me. And today's class has reaffirmed me so.&lt;br /&gt;When i went for my maths lesson and when my teacher repeated the same entire lesson, i'm like hey why aren't these familiar since i've studied them during my holidays. I didn't know this, i didn't know that. I realised too that i'm never sure of how many quizzes have i done. I was talking to my classmate and we were talking about the quizzes and here i go again," O is there such a quiz. I think i have done it. Wait a minute or maybe i haven't."&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i rather go to school to have proper lessons with my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers, I love u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: I APPRECIATE THOSE WHO SET UP THE E-LEARNING WEEK TOO. HAVE A BIG HEART.DON'T SACK ME AND KICK ME OUT OF SCHOOL. I STILL WANNA STUDY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115132943941136104?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115132943941136104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115132943941136104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115132943941136104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115132943941136104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_26_archive.html#115132943941136104' title='Anti E-learning'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115176294306860391</id><published>2006-06-24T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE MORE MORE</title><content type='html'>I want more&lt;br /&gt;I want more banana&lt;br /&gt;I want more banana chocolate&lt;br /&gt;I want more banana chocolate ice&lt;br /&gt;I want more banana chocolate ice cream&lt;br /&gt;I want more banana chocolate ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sinful thing here is sinfully heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;My O my i want the sky to be dropping banana chocolate ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;The yellow and brown colour combination highlights my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It tastes as real as stuffing melted chocolate and well blended banana.&lt;br /&gt;O the gushing sensation onto the taste buds of my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy. Banana chocolate totally rawks my socks!&lt;br /&gt;$4 for a cone is worth just to get the tantalising sensation that sets a tingle in the taste buds.&lt;br /&gt;What's worth more than just $4 was Hippo trying to get all the free samples from the store.&lt;br /&gt;Tried the mint, strawberry blueberry and passion fruit.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted black sesame but Hippo didn't want them.&lt;br /&gt;He said it was too black. He is just biased against the dark forces. LOL&lt;br /&gt;The black sesame didn't look black but exactly like cement mixed with water.&lt;br /&gt;Previously a woman bought it and when i saw the vendor scooping it, yicks, totally gluey!&lt;br /&gt;Haha that was an appetizer for the main course at Billy Bombers later.&lt;br /&gt;It's my virgin experience at Billy Bombers.&lt;br /&gt;Had honey roasted half chicken with root beer float.&lt;br /&gt;Gigantilitis- super duper huge portion of meat.&lt;br /&gt;Hippo and i were just pondering if each of our half chicken belongs to the same one chicken.&lt;br /&gt;We can't possibly leave behind the glamour times- setting flash and taking glamour shots&lt;br /&gt;I was a root beer float chimney that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115176294306860391?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115176294306860391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115176294306860391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115176294306860391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115176294306860391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_24_archive.html#115176294306860391' title='MORE MORE MORE'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115110662649843574</id><published>2006-06-24T06:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:19.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless night turn to A wonderful morning</title><content type='html'>Boo i can't sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;After the phone call with Gerald at 0130, it was supposed to be sleeping time well i tossed and turned and turned and tossed to fall asleep. The next moment i looked at my clock was at 0230. I had mixed feelings in my heart. Both sad and excitement.&lt;br /&gt;Sad- i can't sleep after 1 hour when i normall fall asleep within 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Excited- it was 1 hour nearer to dawn.&lt;br /&gt;When i was young, i think at Primary 4, at one particular night, i couldn't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt; I was walking around the house gazing at street lights and speeding cars. I was thinking how the traffic lights, pedestrain lights work throughout the entired night.&lt;br /&gt;8 years later, i was tossing on the bed hoping to get an ounce of my beauty sleep but just couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Since no beauty sleep, i joined my maid in her morning routine of washing the clothes. We were talking and i had oral beauty care- the Bird's nest.&lt;br /&gt;That was the first thing i had. My aunt said it's better to have it the first thing in the first morning.&lt;br /&gt;Ate it nothing special happened. No tightening of face, no facelift, no extra sight of collagen.&lt;br /&gt;O well, it's supposed to be better only. Guess what!!!&lt;br /&gt;Furiously chimming- I'm sitting on the toilet bowl already.&lt;br /&gt;What's that supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;2hrs of walking and studying in the house.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that amazed me was daylight. Though i didn't see the sun rise but i saw how the light broke into darkeness. It was at the far horizon of the sky and it slowly permeates the whole entire entity.&lt;br /&gt;During the dark, none was seen. But the moment light entered, the first thing that came to my mind, " Wow, how nice are God's creations."&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of Genesis. The earth was dark and void and the Spirit of God was hovering around it. Just as it is. It was dark and God's presence is just hovering around every estate waiting to break in.&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Tata. To the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115110662649843574?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115110662649843574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115110662649843574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115110662649843574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115110662649843574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_24_archive.html#115110662649843574' title='Sleepless night turn to A wonderful morning'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115106839193749104</id><published>2006-06-23T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting down on the Calories</title><content type='html'>What is 1 calorie?&lt;br /&gt;This was the question posted in the documentary "Super Size Me".&lt;br /&gt;1 calorie is the amount of heat required to raise 1g of water by 1 degree Celsius.&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason why people can't find me anywhere but the gym&lt;br /&gt;I've been hitting out at the gym.&lt;br /&gt;Doing those crunches, treadmill, weight-lifting.&lt;br /&gt;It's cool going to the gym and getting down to tone those areas that keep oozing out of the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i entered poly, exercise is rare besides those walking up the stairs and it'll be really tough to remain slim&lt;br /&gt;when the input keeps increasing yet the output is decreasing.&lt;br /&gt;Committment for this year:&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the gym once every week for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Don't despise small beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;Join me people to chase the calories away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115106839193749104?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115106839193749104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115106839193749104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115106839193749104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115106839193749104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_23_archive.html#115106839193749104' title='Cutting down on the Calories'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115098908943095950</id><published>2006-06-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's play HAPPY FAMILY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/IMG_1282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/IMG_1282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A new family member to the PO family.&lt;br /&gt;Before i introduce this family member&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!!&lt;br /&gt;Let me shout to the lighting crew, " Ooi, get ready to shine the spotlight on the right person"!&lt;br /&gt;As of 20 June, this fella will be part of the family and&lt;br /&gt;It is Snappo. It's just a pencil case.&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute. It's more than a pencil case, look at the metamorphosis&lt;br /&gt;It's a love gift.&lt;br /&gt;So cute. Hehe it matches my pillow sheet.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darl for buying it. I'm gonna use it. Just the right time to start a brand new term with a brand new pencil case. I remember how it was a ritual for me when i was in my childhood to have a brand new pencil case in a brand new term to give me brand new good results.&lt;br /&gt;Now now i'll show u the rest of the PO family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/320/IMG_1283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From clockwise, that blue fella is Hippo, then Snap and the &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;lime&lt;/span&gt;light of today Snappo. Wanted to call it snapple but argh it's the drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are not merely soft toys but love gifts. I'll hug them to sleep, drool over them, roll over them, squash them. i'll do the whatever to them, i mean what do you know you will do when you are sleeping on your bed. HahA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115098908943095950?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115098908943095950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115098908943095950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115098908943095950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115098908943095950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_22_archive.html#115098908943095950' title='Let&apos;s play HAPPY FAMILY'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115099228799387658</id><published>2006-06-21T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop-Aholic, Shop-Addict</title><content type='html'>Woo wee.&lt;br /&gt;Vanity, vanity, vanity, all is vanity.&lt;br /&gt;This was what Solomon said.&lt;br /&gt;Right now it is all about looking good, charming, electrifying, uh- huh FOXY.&lt;br /&gt;Since i myself am a girl too, well, it really takes a lot to look FOXY.&lt;br /&gt;Not only the effort but the ching-ching money.&lt;br /&gt;I went for a spree at Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;Browsing through all my favourite boutiques of Topshop, Puma, Miss Selfridge, Zara,Dorothy Perkins, Bebe(for fun) and Mango but so sadding-ly (sounds like sardine but nvm)was closed, i dare not reach out for my poor wallet looking at those rich cloth tags.&lt;br /&gt;The approximate numbers on the tag for a Shirt is like 40-50. &lt;br /&gt;Whilst for the bottoms it range from 60-100.&lt;br /&gt;I mean all the while i was just admiring it from the hanger's view- Having the shirt hanging on it but only within the shop.&lt;br /&gt;But when i stepped into Hani Brown, a local designer shop, i was just so eager to slash my card.&lt;br /&gt;The value of one shirt is approximately the same as those of Topshop but i took 2 and paid for it. Of course for the 2 that i really set my eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;I mean branding has got so much influence into shopping nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;It seems to have invaded my mindset that recognized international brands have expensive prices while those non international brands cost much lesser. However, it's not true.&lt;br /&gt;Since this shopping trip, i'll change that mentality, it's not any cheaper. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115099228799387658?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115099228799387658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115099228799387658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115099228799387658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115099228799387658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_21_archive.html#115099228799387658' title='Shop-Aholic, Shop-Addict'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115073344379942262</id><published>2006-06-19T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSION ACCOMPLISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally it's over it's over. My Community service to the Library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those boring hours of shelving books by their call number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess what? It's so boring even some annonymous 2 malay guys approach me for number. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought it's outdated now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Was expecting something more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe like know throw one diamond on the floor and catch my attention or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then both of them kept asking if i was a mix!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boo so sad, a mud. I rather use the mud side of me to bake mud pies!  And they interrogated me with stupid questions like Is your dad a malay or your mom a malay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One thing that i'm so angry about is that they checked my particulars!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey how could u check me out when i'm unaware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And they did all this in a library. Lol rather a social club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 of those hours and i finish it within 3 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yea cool. Fast right?? That's my purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now it's Shopping time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yoo Hoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How i miss shopping.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I crave for them. I fantasise about them. I want them most importantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think throughout my entire life this is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diana World's Record : Stopped shopping for 2 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want shopping.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115073344379942262?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115073344379942262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115073344379942262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115073344379942262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115073344379942262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_19_archive.html#115073344379942262' title='MISSION ACCOMPLISH'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115064639506239590</id><published>2006-06-17T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have "u-bin" to Ubin with them?</title><content type='html'>Saturday was surely a day filled with loads of fun and laughter. My cell group went cycling and playing on that island.&lt;br /&gt;How to cycle without a bicylce? Haha so we rented 11 bicycles and 6 pillon bikes.&lt;br /&gt;The aunty made a lot of money that day..&lt;br /&gt;I was fetching Liling on my bike. She's the best person whom u can ride with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Engines never do without Liling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing that is fun is Captain Banana.&lt;br /&gt;Oosh pulps!!! Pop goes the Banana!&lt;br /&gt;The banana was the ball and yicks!!&lt;br /&gt;It was totally squashed after throwing and "passing" around.&lt;br /&gt;The banana was oozing out from the corners of the ziploc.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless my team won! Yipee the victory pose. Haha&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself though it's my first time at Pulau Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shh it's supposed to be an open secret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't seal the secret!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can call me a jurong girl part of the Tongs Garden wrapped with sarong &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;having a sotong caught from katong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What other tongs we have?&lt;br /&gt;A great time indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115064639506239590?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115064639506239590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115064639506239590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115064639506239590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115064639506239590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_17_archive.html#115064639506239590' title='Have &quot;u-bin&quot; to Ubin with them?'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-115007262096761702</id><published>2006-06-12T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off i go to a far far away land</title><content type='html'>It's so early in the morning. Yawnzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in my Winnie the Pooh pyjamas. HaHa (Big girls don't wear pyjamas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops i'm still small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with my cranky jokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing one of the 3 formal report i have to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh why??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be my first report and i don't know how it's going to turn out to be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotto wait for it to be graded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of these sad stories they really do make me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye everyone i'll be setting off to a far far away land today that's why i'm up so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be migrating to the chalet at the other end of Singapore for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also be chalet crashing another one. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;CHALET CRASHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(look out for me all those having chalets! Beware cuz i may just be beside you)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good start for my first day of Holidays! Yipee off i go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-115007262096761702?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/115007262096761702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=115007262096761702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115007262096761702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/115007262096761702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_12_archive.html#115007262096761702' title='Off i go to a far far away land'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-114986399541226464</id><published>2006-06-09T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/kitty-full.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN DRIVE FROM EFFECT OF 9 JUN 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day when i pass my driving test on the first attempt.&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely not cheap neither slacking.&lt;br /&gt;Of course thanks to God and Gerald.&lt;br /&gt;Prayers really make wonder. I prayed so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God though it rained but it's still a work of God&lt;br /&gt;I also want to attribute to Meow meow.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You so much darling for being there.&lt;br /&gt;You made it on time to send me those few pointers on paper.&lt;br /&gt;Must have made you run in the rain, Poor boy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so touched by the letter and the dinner at Sakae maybe together with the uninvited guest -the fly.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are proud of me and I'm proud of you too.&lt;br /&gt;All i want to do is to shout to the world, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;" I'M PLANET EARTH'S MOST FORTUNATE GIRL!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy today. I'm still so full from the dinner. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/400/kitty-full.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-114986399541226464?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/114986399541226464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=114986399541226464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/114986399541226464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/114986399541226464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_09_archive.html#114986399541226464' title='Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive Drive'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-114958928992968702</id><published>2006-06-06T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK HERE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You think you can scroll through my blog just like that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure when you are squinting just to read my blog, you will not want to miss this photo out.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys it's me.. Look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So cute. So porky. So &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;squashy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is me when i'm a kid.&lt;br /&gt;I think i took this photo when i was Primary 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I shan't disclose my weight to you directly but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's approximately carrying 7 bags of 10 Kg of rice and maybe one 5Kg bag as well.In simple terms, rounding it off will be 8 bags of 10Kg rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apesma.asn.au/students/images/icons/big_mac.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.apesma.asn.au/students/images/icons/big_mac.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have you seen a BIG MAC come to live and be close to you? Here you go. Look here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just staring straight at you!! HAha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"EXACTLY THE SAME SIZE".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/1600/dianayoung.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/400/dianayoung.0.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think i can be urm.. Ronald Macdonald's friend- the one in purple. Can't remember his name.&lt;br /&gt;After 5 years, this is me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1312/3019/400/DSC00573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's a long story. During 1996-2001, a harsh warfare exploded right in the heart of Singapore. An epidemic broke loose, there was famine and starvation. I was dying out and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Exercise antigens"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; captured&lt;/span&gt; me and abused me. They believe i knew something about the BIG MAC terrorists who are spreading extreme views of becoming big bigger and bigger. I did not conform to them but became their spy, else they will slaughter me and sell me off to MacDonald's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is why i finally survived through and show u the results of torment i've suffered silently all these years. It's a history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-114958928992968702?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/114958928992968702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=114958928992968702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/114958928992968702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/114958928992968702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_06_archive.html#114958928992968702' title='LOOK HERE!'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487598.post-114956134917652161</id><published>2006-06-05T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:44:18.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the First day of E-learning</title><content type='html'>I dread this week.&lt;br /&gt;I hate using the computer and the internet for doing all my studies.&lt;br /&gt;WHY!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Besides the fact that i'm technologically declined&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of the work can't be placed on the screen. It's like one thing at a time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;E-learning is directly hinting out to us students that we can take our time to do our work and at the same time be tempted to do other stuff on the net.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Must be wondering what problems i've encountered. But the fact is that i've not gone to my blackboard yet and i'm so against it. HaHa. And just as i expected my moves i didn't go online to do my work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was already on the tennis court together with Dewi and Snowlin on our toes catching tennis balls. We were always warming up. It was happening happening on a Monday night at Casa Blanca. Just over that small BBQ pit 3. Watching and be in the crowd of them makes me high. I enjoyed myself so so much. One of my greatest achievement and together with Chun Long, haha we grilled the best chickens for ourselves. Glazed with Song Shan Honey and Naturel butter. Ma Ma Mia. They are perfectly &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honey-licious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ate all of them and how can i miss u out, honey?? It's meant for u too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Over the other side, in the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Karaoke room was the Winning- 11 soccer game&lt;/span&gt;. What a contradiction. Everyone found a place where they belong last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking forward to the one next week!! haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487598-114956134917652161?l=dianamemyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/feeds/114956134917652161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487598&amp;postID=114956134917652161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/114956134917652161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487598/posts/default/114956134917652161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianamemyself.blogspot.com/2006_06_05_archive.html#114956134917652161' title='On the First day of E-learning'/><author><name>whoknowswhat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14535276690600429588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
