<?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-32377001</id><updated>2011-10-30T09:51:20.864+08:00</updated><category term='pets'/><category term='love'/><category term='engness'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Jieying's..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>373</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7453098981736827943</id><published>2009-05-17T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:26:06.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shud i go back to kch at the end of this month? just for one week??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i miss the life where everyday is just eating drinking and relaxing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7453098981736827943?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7453098981736827943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7453098981736827943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7453098981736827943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7453098981736827943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2009/05/shud-i-go-back-to-kch-at-end-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5605804993819401784</id><published>2009-05-06T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:56:59.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dn care what happened between u two. whatever it is, im just doing it for ur own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dn regret my actions, and i wish u the very best with all my heart, u WILL find a better one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5605804993819401784?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5605804993819401784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5605804993819401784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5605804993819401784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5605804993819401784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dn-care-what-happened-between-u-two.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-1126036650617953568</id><published>2009-04-23T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:04:50.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you have fell for her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that after all these years, you have not learnt what I taught you.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that our friends had hated me for what I taught you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you put her above the rest of your friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I hate that you put her above me.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you can’t do what’s really best for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you don’t learn from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; mistakes&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that after she hurt you more than three times, you still go back to her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you have to suffer for her. Its really not worth it.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you did not go back to Kuching for CNY because of her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you’ve changed because of her.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that after trying so hard to forget what she did to you, I still hate her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that after all we’ve been through together, you have to hide our friendship from her.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you can’t talk to me when she’s around.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that I’m not brave enough to confront her about us.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you told her I’m your ex.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that she thinks I’m just your ex even though we’ve grown way past that.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that she can’t accept me being your best friend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you lied to her about your trip to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that I got hurt when you told me not to post pictures of us in facebook.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you have to put a mask when she’s around.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that you tell me things about you and her even though I’m your best friend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I hate that we can't have a conversation without you bringing her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that I miss our long conversations about absolutely nothing.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that I’m beginning to doubt our friendship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I hate that I miss you treating me as a jiemei.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And above all, I hate that I miss your friendship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-1126036650617953568?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1126036650617953568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=1126036650617953568' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1126036650617953568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1126036650617953568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-that-you-have-fell-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7257055312508710307</id><published>2009-04-16T03:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:36:45.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tell me, how can you be an ocean away, in love with a wonderful guy, have a schedule busier than ever, and still cringe when you see the picture of the bastard who broke your heart so many months ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7257055312508710307?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7257055312508710307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7257055312508710307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7257055312508710307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7257055312508710307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2009/04/tell-me-how-can-you-be-ocean-away-in.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5215307949971565990</id><published>2009-04-06T04:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T04:32:26.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every single night, even when im not working, i will find it hard just to fall asleep. and i dont know why, tonight i had the urge to blog. while waiting for the page to load, i noticed my heels has a lot of dead skin. so i started peeling. in the end spent 5 mins peeling off skin before i remembered what i wanted to do in the first place. ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh. workplace is like high school life right now. people there dont age their age, are super duper fake and dont even take their jobs seriously. all i want to do is work there, earn money and be happy. but sometimes ignorance just fails to succeed when it comes to drama in the work place. when i was young, all i wanted was to grow out of those high school unneccessary dramas and start working and make money. i thought all grown ups are mature and will know what is right and what is wrong. turns out, everywhere has its own high school clique. and i mean EVERYWHERE. eventually, no one grows up. where there's people, there's drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, i still love working there, not because of SOME people(those people just dont grow up and take their responsibilities), but because of the environment and the part timers i get to make friends with. as one person told me, those older people dont act their age, but the younger ones act more matured than them. how true is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow the pub will become a restaurant. we will start to serve full course meals, more pressure for us. just imagine, not only do we have to memorise so many dishes, but we also have to try squeezing those food to tables where even now is not enough to put more than 3 bar snacks and beers at once. other than that, we have to explain the new menu to every customer, and we dont even know how the food looks like. the kitchen will have to prepare the food for both ground floor and second floor, which means the customers have to wait for the food, literally means that we will be fucked by them. and if we complain to the kitchen staff, they will also fuck us back. kitchen staffs there are not well known for their courteous words. all those things, and our pay is still the same. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, some of us part timers like the challenge. and we want to see how the directors would act when the change in paulaner fail to make money. we want to know how long they can take it. more food in menu means sales drop in beer. and paulaner being a microbrewery, would have to serve iced water or other drinks instead of beer because beers make people feel bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main point is this, paulaner is a german microbrewery, or a so called bar, why would a bar serve full course meals that would make its initial purpose of selling beer drop in beer sales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i miss kuching a lot. i miss my family even more. i dont want to go back there anytime soon, but how i wish to see them.. i miss me and my father's awkwardness, my mum's nagging, my sister's ignorance, my brother's craziness. i even miss my stupid dog's addiction towards chewing every single thing it comes across to. oh and not to mention my mum's rare cooking which always seem to be either too tasteless or too health conscious to my dad and he always grumbles away while eating but seems to finish everything in the end. ARRGH OK I JUST MISS MY FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can get away from this so-called 'independent' life i am in. i dont get it, nothing i do seems to be enough. and i seem to be gettind deeper and deeper shithole i call life here. apart from jared, who is so cute i can squeeze his face everyday, i dont like my everyday routine which consists of waking up late noon, get ready for work, eat dinner with him, work, go home, stay up until 4 or 5 in the morning, then do the same thing again the next day. school is like part time to me altho i am taking the full time course. my next school related thing would be on the 25th of april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's like 3 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i seem to be ranting a lot. i stopped writing abt it in public since last year, so i have the right to do so now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep. or see jared now. either way is fine for me. but the pig is sleeping so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5215307949971565990?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5215307949971565990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5215307949971565990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5215307949971565990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5215307949971565990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-single-night-even-when-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7477688202764985413</id><published>2008-10-29T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:29:12.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its always hard to forget certain things but im making the best improvements. guess i havent stopped believing in meeting the right one, but for now, i shall put love on hold and concentrate on the more important things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my waist keeps getting smaller, but my weight haven dropped down siaw. weird weird weird.. just had supper with zay and sara after work yesterday night, and when i came home to measure my waist, it was a crazy 26.8inch.. this morning it was 26.5.. hahaha.. i guess i have to be happy abt it, but it is just weird if my legs and hands are not porportional with my waist. and my face! fat face!! kenneth calls me big face D, hill calls me chubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven stopped eating, ask anyone, especially jet.. he says going out with me once can gain weight like mad.. and its true.. hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uploading post with pics later tonight, as for now.. i gotta go to the damn polyclinic(more abt it later) and bank.. then meeting kenneth before work.. nt working tml woohoo~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7477688202764985413?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7477688202764985413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7477688202764985413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7477688202764985413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7477688202764985413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-always-hard-to-forget-certain.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8255371393499635890</id><published>2008-10-13T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:43:04.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything in my life is broken now.. my fan, my aircond(both fixed btw, cost me unneccessary money-_-), my hairdryer and now, my stupid phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want an omnia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so so tired.. with generally everything.. and yet, i have to move on, i HAVE to, i dont have a choice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i'm making an oath to study really hard from now on.. so.. look out ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8255371393499635890?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8255371393499635890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8255371393499635890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8255371393499635890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7205568299291309623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7205568299291309623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7205568299291309623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7205568299291309623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/10/la.html' title='la'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6537521084283574511</id><published>2008-10-05T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:17:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我搞不懂 我们到底怎么了.. 明明从前连争执都很甜美 现在怎会说句话就冷冻一边..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人 男人 多希望你是好人.. 多么希望你是对的人..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowning myself with school and work everyday so that i can stop thinking abt things.. plus get extra money =D&lt;br /&gt;have yet to find a roommate so that sucks, bt i have a whole month to do so.. lets hope luck will finally be on my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no social life anymore.. clubbing.. hanging out,  i try to take out the time to do so.. this weekend i was initially planning to go sing k with jet, but on saturday he was tired, today i was tired..so the plan failed haihs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sing k with my colleagues yesterday night (or this morning) after work until 6am.. 3 to 6 onli leh.. din sing enuff.. my stomach was so so painful and i wanted to go to the ladies after that.. but there wasnt one available and i din wan to go to swensons' toilet cos i heard its haunted. took us a while to get a cab cos its sunday and cab drivers dun usually get up this early on weekends.. finally called a cab and the cab driver was kind enuff to send me and beth both back.. from orchard to bishan then jurong kechil.. when i reached home i literally ran to the toilet without taking off my shoes.. hahaha.. the relief of finally sitting on the toilet bowl.. oohlala~ ok will spare u the details. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working again tonight.. mum and dad dun worry hor i have afternoon cls so i wont be that tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, ive been scolded by my manager n assistant manager for three nights in a row now.. sometimes for things i din even know i did wrong.. bt sometimes its cos i cnt concentrate on what im doing.. well saying i dont think abt him is obviously lying.. working really beats sitting at home or hanging out arnd town doing nth because it helps me pass by time without me actually knowing it.. so it will eventually get better.. and i WILL eventually forget him..eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have holidays AGAIN starting next week. its called study break, which is 3 to 4 weeks long. this time, i choose not to go back to kuching. guess i'll be working more yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-6537521084283574511?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6537521084283574511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6537521084283574511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6537521084283574511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6537521084283574511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3484294302477608919</id><published>2008-10-03T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:11:47.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all the disappointments, sadness have been lifted and gone from my mind, i finally got to sleep peacefully without thinking so much.. we ended it, nt our relationship because we were never in one to begin with, but our imaginative one.. im so much relieved now although i have lost someone that  means so much to me.. i guess love isnt everything, love cant overcome the expectations that go along with it, love cant combine two people that are so wrong for each other even if they tried to, love cant change anyone's personality.. although its going to be lonely for me, at least i wont have to experience the hurt he put me through anymore.. i guess being just friends are all we can be.. i wish him all the best in Kuching, that's where his heart is no matter what..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3484294302477608919?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3484294302477608919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3484294302477608919' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3484294302477608919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3484294302477608919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-disappointments-sadness-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4463984365878953738</id><published>2008-09-29T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:05:22.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SN_GXgylKTI/AAAAAAAABuo/xLBU7u1fZmk/s1600-h/SATC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SN_GXgylKTI/AAAAAAAABuo/xLBU7u1fZmk/s320/SATC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251133797778663730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i wish me and my best friends were in the same place, studying or working.. and we'll get together once a week to talk abt our lives or bitch about other ppl.. when we have problems we can have each other's company.. at least that'll make us feel better.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SN_HL0aoCoI/AAAAAAAABuw/--l9crF-BYU/s1600-h/ep93_4women_restaurant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SN_HL0aoCoI/AAAAAAAABuw/--l9crF-BYU/s320/ep93_4women_restaurant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251134696400095874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate for the fact that now in order to talk to any one of my best friends, i have to call overseas number.. uk, malaysia, australia.. gosh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4463984365878953738?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4463984365878953738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4463984365878953738' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4463984365878953738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4463984365878953738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wish-me-and-my-best-friends-were-in.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SN_GXgylKTI/AAAAAAAABuo/xLBU7u1fZmk/s72-c/SATC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5220309491833884367</id><published>2008-09-27T06:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:19:36.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 7am now and i am still awake.. i din even make the effort to sleep because my mind was too awake.. working last night was hectic, walking here and there for almost 8 hours straight (apart from my 20 mins break) weakened my leg and i was tired to the max until i din even try to make the effort to talk to my colleagues.. a customer even asked me if everyone was in a bad mood because he saw that most of us had this gloomy look on their faces.. cant blame them, it was a bz night, due to the formula 1 night race, a lot of tourists stopped by because the bar was just beside the track... i was lucky that i was stationed in the indoor part of the bar because the loud noises of the cars were really unbearable and annoying to hear even from the inside.. after work i was still tired, but when i reached home at 3am, i started to go online and have been doing that ever since.. went to buy breakfast half an hour ago, and im forcing myself not to fall asleep now.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning to go around WINDOW shopping later this morning.. nid more exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i painted my nails black today, shows how emo i am.. never had a good experience with painting my nails, it always goes out of the line and ends up having my fingers being painted too.. envy those kind of girls that do their nails perfectly, and wonder if they are alwys that patient and stable when the brush hits the nails? in my mind, i always think that its okay to paint out of the line, it will be washed off eventually.. in life, im also like that, i always think that it is okay to make mistakes no matter how many times i've done the same thing. in the end, everything will fall into place, i just know. even if it means having a bad ending. at least it is solved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what am i talkig about, my mind goes crazy when i am tired. mentally tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, school is starting on monday and i get to meet my crazy classmates after 3 months. looking forward to this 2 year degree, and cant wait for it to end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you will say that im crazy to want to work instead of study, but i really want to. yea yea, studying is better, no pressure and stuff, but really, is that so? how many times have u heard students complaining about their lives? isnt it the same with work? us human beings are never contented with the life we lead. we always find a way to complain about EVERYTHING. when u work, at least u get to have your own stable income, instead of parents' money. and i like that. i admit i am a great spender, and it kills me to spend my dad's money, believe it o not. i wanna embark on that dangerous journey of worrying about my own income, my own life, my own future. no one can tell me what i shud or shudnt do about it. for now, yes, they still can, because im just a student. im just someone who still relies on my parents. and i try so much not to hurt them, despite what life throws at me. i know myself very well, i still do the things that are worthless, but i know the limit. i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind going blank. dot dot dot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a weirdo. i nid sleeping pills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5220309491833884367?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5220309491833884367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5220309491833884367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5220309491833884367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5220309491833884367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-7am-now-and-i-am-still-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8029062915012234482</id><published>2008-08-30T05:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T05:37:23.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i apologise to those who have been finding me for the past 2 weeks bt got no reply from me.. just been bz with work and suffering from a very critical case of insomnia.. i onli get to sleep when the sun rises.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8029062915012234482?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8029062915012234482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8029062915012234482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8029062915012234482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8029062915012234482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-apologise-to-those-who-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-990776305516054519</id><published>2008-08-14T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:52:28.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check out Rihanna's new video Disturbia. i LOVE IT!! its so dark and scary~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8X-fSPPuIw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8X-fSPPuIw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is the 15th day of July in the lunar calendar.. meaning its the most dangerous day of the ghost festival.. better stay at home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no MOS T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-990776305516054519?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/990776305516054519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=990776305516054519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/990776305516054519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/990776305516054519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/08/check-out-rihannas-new-video-disturbia.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8220325635412526161</id><published>2008-08-13T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:46:43.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw the diet</title><content type='html'>met up with aunt justina today for lunch and paying her the phone bills.. gosh, $260 in three months! what the hell.. im thinking of using prepaid but my number is too beautiful to give up.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be broke soon T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that did some shopping at tanjung pagar mrt station while waiting for the time to pass for an interview at jeff's workplace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to give up kl on august because im gonna work part time soon, plus eva and claudia are coming down for a visit! gosh, its really happening man! we usually plan a lot of things but we never do them, but this time, claudia has edi booked the bus to singapore, and eva's confirm coming!! HEHE.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now till then, guess i have to be a good girl and stay at home whenver possible. strike out all shopping plans until they are here =D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say the third time is a charm.. is it really? i dont see any charm in this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while sitting at starbucks just now waiting for time to pass (yes alphonso u can enjoy your starbucks alone, no harm done), i was forced to observe the people sitting around me because i forgot my wireless password and couldnt use the blardy wireless! ok anyway, i noticed a bunch of office workers chit chatting there while drinking and smoking,and i got to wonder, if it would be me in 3 or 4 years time.. the thing is, i cant imagine myself working in the office, nor getting involved in the sales department. i have always thought of myself as living the luxurious type of life, everyday shop till i drop or eat till im contented without having to work. yes, everyone has that thinking i bet, and i dun think its wrong to think that way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always wanted to be an airhostess, because i think its the closest i can get to living luxuriously while getting paid. you may not think serving food on an airplane is luxurious, but look at the big picture, you not only get paid to go around the world, you will also be given an allowance in every place u land. that's enough for the lifestyle i imagine myself having during my 20s.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, you have a uniform and you dont have to think of what to wear to work everyday! hahha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, my parents................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know dad and mum, i wont pursue my dream and will go on to have a normal job that doesnt involve serving and aeroplanes.. i will apply for a job at the new casino in singapore.. i wont let u down.. im just talking about what i want out loud. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKK7funTVNI/AAAAAAAABuA/vPSmLR-Z9qk/s1600-h/Imagee072-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKK7funTVNI/AAAAAAAABuA/vPSmLR-Z9qk/s320/Imagee072-0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233951870721152210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i am crapping.. btw im still on diet okay, its just that i have a more unhealthy way of doing so.. dont judge me. try gaining 3kgs in 3 weeks and see if u will love your body then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8220325635412526161?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8220325635412526161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8220325635412526161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8220325635412526161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8220325635412526161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/08/screw-diet.html' title='screw the diet'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKK7funTVNI/AAAAAAAABuA/vPSmLR-Z9qk/s72-c/Imagee072-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-2688320900800851754</id><published>2008-08-12T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:03:11.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>atkins diet day 3</title><content type='html'>I forced myself to sleep the whole day today.. And so I woke up at 4pm after countless times of waking up and sleeping.. I only ate a piece of cake and water today.. Its not exactly an atkins diet plan, but at least its &lt;s&gt;an unhealthy&lt;/s&gt; one.. HahA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to jb with Bryan yesterday night, obviously a wrong decision because the road from jb to sg was jam with cars going back to sg after long natiobal day weekend from the time we went in at 9pm until when we tried to go back to sg at 12am.. In the end we spent one and a half hour stuck in the jam -_- I wanted to sleep in the car but because of my fear towards crazy car drivers I kept opening my eyes.. Reached home at 1.30 and started my pigging plan HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope what the aunty said abt the failures of my relationships this and next year aren't really happening.. But it EDI have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world, pigging plan is starting again.. Guess I'm too emotionally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Blogging from my ipod!!&lt;br /&gt; yes I'm Sakai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-2688320900800851754?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2688320900800851754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=2688320900800851754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2688320900800851754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2688320900800851754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/08/atkins-diet-day-3.html' title='atkins diet day 3'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-2695757386304940021</id><published>2008-08-11T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:20:25.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atkins Diet Day 2</title><content type='html'>FAILED -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat ayam penyet with Raj, Yikai and Carlister this afternoon after our presentation.. gosh! the onli thing worth saying is that i only ate half plate of rice. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, there's always tml. and im having &lt;s&gt;broccoli&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;broccolli&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;brocolli&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;whateverla&lt;/s&gt; broccoli for dinner tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy oh joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;guess what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfu5KHInI/AAAAAAAABtY/OHm3r1uHxo8/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233217657482191474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfu5KHInI/AAAAAAAABtY/OHm3r1uHxo8/s320/DSC00753.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i bought the ipod touch!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfvO-0bJI/AAAAAAAABtg/N4vB0EzQ6eo/s1600-h/DSC00763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233217663340407954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfvO-0bJI/AAAAAAAABtg/N4vB0EzQ6eo/s320/DSC00763.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;16gb worth of love from my dad!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfvGbOJyI/AAAAAAAABto/nzr_l6sSFjI/s1600-h/DSC00764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233217661043615522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfvGbOJyI/AAAAAAAABto/nzr_l6sSFjI/s320/DSC00764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfvcaCjhI/AAAAAAAABtw/0OieQyxR4pg/s1600-h/j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233217666944241170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfvcaCjhI/AAAAAAAABtw/0OieQyxR4pg/s320/j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this can take my mind of some things for a while. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i might be going up to kl on september. MIGHT.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-2695757386304940021?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2695757386304940021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=2695757386304940021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2695757386304940021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2695757386304940021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/08/atkins-diet.html' title='Atkins Diet Day 2'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SKAfu5KHInI/AAAAAAAABtY/OHm3r1uHxo8/s72-c/DSC00753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-1743923373459138747</id><published>2008-08-10T15:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:52:11.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atkins Diet Day 1</title><content type='html'>breakfast - 2 eggs with cheese and butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch - brocolli and fried fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ6Y_3Jg30I/AAAAAAAABtI/vq4jp--3g6k/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232788039954128706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ6Y_3Jg30I/AAAAAAAABtI/vq4jp--3g6k/s320/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are u proud of me or are you proud of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ6Y_ZFCDSI/AAAAAAAABs4/CGqxNSgcwGw/s1600-h/DSC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232788031882267938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ6Y_ZFCDSI/AAAAAAAABs4/CGqxNSgcwGw/s320/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llallala my first time frying fish and it did not taste bad at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ6Y_hO-XSI/AAAAAAAABtA/Fd_gY8kbork/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232788034071452962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ6Y_hO-XSI/AAAAAAAABtA/Fd_gY8kbork/s320/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner - &lt;s&gt;undecided but i see there will be sth to do with eggs haha&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              minced meat and an egg, simply cooked &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;gosh im gonna poison myself someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a fucking oral presentation tomorrow which i HAD to come back to go for. yes one day of presentation ruined my holiday boohoo. anyway, the point is, i have not started to do the powerpoint slides yet. im a last minute kind of person. hey at least i finished the 5k written assignment right. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i dont know if im thinking too much or it really happened. there's two spooky incidents regarding phone tht i experienced recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, when harry called me the other day, i heard there was this woman who kept talking. i thought it was the person on the radio reporting news at first, and told him that it was very noisy and expected him to turn off the radio or at least lower the volume. he did, but the person kept on talking. the woman was saying something i din understand, but in the end she kept on saying 'hello, hello, hello' and worst, i onli heard her voice and no other person&lt;br /&gt;wth man person on the radio say HELLO so much for what. so it was impossible that it was the voice from the radio..&lt;br /&gt;i told him abt this, and he said he call me again, and when he did, the voice wasnt there anymore. i was spooked but din wan to think so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today i tried to call yencin using the idd card thingy.. i was certain i typed in her number correctly, but someone answered the phone. it was a girl, the voice was similar to yencin's but she sounded like.. how shud i put it.. er.. tired?&lt;br /&gt;i sensed something wrong, so i asked her if she was yencin, and she said no then hung up my call after 10 secs of silence. i checked the number i called, and IT WAS YENCIN'S NUMBER. wth man. i called again and tis time it was yencin who picked up the phone. i tot she was making a prank on me, but she told me no one called her before she picked up my current call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is going on?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall stay at home this weekend. ghostfestivalllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my ppt now.. abandon all negative thoughts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s need to buy undies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ65VlXvMII/AAAAAAAABtQ/3uW8NFs_PEU/s1600-h/DSC00751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232823597511159938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ65VlXvMII/AAAAAAAABtQ/3uW8NFs_PEU/s320/DSC00751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; call 1800-OMGYOUARESUCHAPERVERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stalling stalling stalling stalling stalling stalling ilovegreen stalling stalling................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-1743923373459138747?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1743923373459138747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=1743923373459138747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1743923373459138747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1743923373459138747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/08/atkins-diet-day-1.html' title='Atkins Diet Day 1'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJ6Y_3Jg30I/AAAAAAAABtI/vq4jp--3g6k/s72-c/DSC00750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-205386633551811106</id><published>2008-08-08T23:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:34:50.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back in singapore, and staying at home on a friday night. too &lt;s&gt;lazy&lt;/s&gt; to go anywhere recently. everyday i wake up at 7.30am, work at 9am till 8pm, then come home and online. been rather emo the first few days i was back, thats why i din reply most of your msn messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when harry sent me to the airport on monday, i did not cry in front of him. because i know i'll go back to kch soon, just a few months time. but, i shed a few tears when the plane was moving.. signifying the end of my maybe boring yet damn relaxing trip back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJUKTqrI/AAAAAAAABro/uii2h-JmF-A/s1600-h/DSC00728-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232181271942376114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJUKTqrI/AAAAAAAABro/uii2h-JmF-A/s320/DSC00728-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJgsKfyI/AAAAAAAABrw/dIhxNHMuiNM/s1600-h/DSC00730-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232181275305606946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJgsKfyI/AAAAAAAABrw/dIhxNHMuiNM/s320/DSC00730-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJg-RkzI/AAAAAAAABr4/HSXHWFnp70c/s1600-h/DSC00732-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232181275381568306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJg-RkzI/AAAAAAAABr4/HSXHWFnp70c/s320/DSC00732-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJi0tReI/AAAAAAAABsA/eI0deQXrTtk/s1600-h/DSC00738-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232181275878311394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJi0tReI/AAAAAAAABsA/eI0deQXrTtk/s320/DSC00738-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJ1Dr82I/AAAAAAAABsI/WBUaBtI3i18/s1600-h/DSC00739-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232181280772977506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJ1Dr82I/AAAAAAAABsI/WBUaBtI3i18/s320/DSC00739-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when bryan came to pick me from the airport, i knew then i have to face this truth, that FUCK IM BACK IN THIS STRESSHOLE(as jake claims). why stress? cos in singapore, i have to decide on everything myself. plus, i came back to a whole lot of unfinished business. mainly, the unsolved issue regarding mainly my roommate, housemates and agent. even when i was in kuching, this was the only sucker that stressed the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, everything seems so uncertain when im here. relationship wise, money wise, and friendship wise. dont get me wrong, i love being in singapore, but why was it that i felt so hard to breath everytime i came home from work. coming back to this empty room, having no one here to accompany me makes it even harder. since i came back on monday, i din find anyone of my friends here out, anti-social maybe. or just tired. tired to put out the energy to talk, to have a social life. i miss those sukus in kch.. even tho this time i din get to meet a lot of people because they're not in kuching, but i enjoyed the company of those who were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;harry, eva, yencin, eddie, diana, gl, sy, etc etc. i miss u guys terribly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxzkxmpLcI/AAAAAAAABsY/LHMPRV5TVOs/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232183942725578178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxzkxmpLcI/AAAAAAAABsY/LHMPRV5TVOs/s320/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxzkzlEV6I/AAAAAAAABsg/1CRqIPuJ-tY/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232183943255840674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxzkzlEV6I/AAAAAAAABsg/1CRqIPuJ-tY/s320/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJx1QU3pTRI/AAAAAAAABso/WRIjWpTJu0M/s1600-h/Imagee145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232185790438133010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJx1QU3pTRI/AAAAAAAABso/WRIjWpTJu0M/s320/Imagee145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i just had to put this pic of sy. greedy greedy. haha pay rm30 to eat a small pack of chips tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a temporary feeling of depression, it'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling rather joyful tonight. mainly because i've confirmed my flight back to kuching. before you get too happy, its for january next year. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is, i've also booked the flight to taiwan this december. yes im gonna be tracy's lightbulb. and i'll shine really bright if she and her bf dont introduce nice people to me. this is a threat, tracy. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i wanted to go to thailand, to enjoy the beach, hot dudes and nightspots. not forgetting to mention the FOOD there. but i know the plan will fall out because i tend to have a lot of ppl who likes to talk bt never take action arnd me. so the safest thing to do is to go with someone who will do it. TRACY (because she went to thailand a lot of times edi so she wants to go to her bf's hometown this time XD). AND she also promised me our next trip would be to thailand. thailand, wait for me.. &lt;p&gt;another thing to look forward to is that both claudia and eva are coming to singapore this month!! gonna enjoy the short time with my babes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see, im being optimistic suddenly. i have a mission, which is hard to accomplish, but i HAVE to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad i love you, thanks for allowing me go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even if u dont allow i will still love you, but lesser maybe. jk, or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s - clubbing in kuching sucks. not only do they close at 2am, we got sapu(police come and test our urine LOL) one fateful saturday night at the Core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxy3exn_yI/AAAAAAAABsQ/eC-5jgzoV7U/s1600-h/270720082532-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232183164577251106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxy3exn_yI/AAAAAAAABsQ/eC-5jgzoV7U/s320/270720082532-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA what an experience. eva and i thought it was hilarious and even took afew pics while waiting for our names to be called, but harry and eddie's faces were like -_-&lt;br /&gt;yencin and sy u two heng nia din go that night. hahahaha if not yc's face will be like =.=(eyes too big must have double line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gained weight, so sue me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJx1Qe4ETCI/AAAAAAAABsw/hDH-mXwW6Bw/s1600-h/Imagee131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232185793124256802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJx1Qe4ETCI/AAAAAAAABsw/hDH-mXwW6Bw/s320/Imagee131.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/32377001-205386633551811106?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/205386633551811106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=205386633551811106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/205386633551811106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/205386633551811106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-back-in-singapore-and-staying-at.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SJxxJUKTqrI/AAAAAAAABro/uii2h-JmF-A/s72-c/DSC00728-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8909174996035322293</id><published>2008-07-21T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:14:14.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;no matter how hard i try, you're always going to be someone i cant forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.......and i hate you for it. but i love you more..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tell me, wat can i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8909174996035322293?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8909174996035322293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8909174996035322293' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8909174996035322293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8909174996035322293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-matter-how-hard-i-try-youre-always.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5068007792721073784</id><published>2008-07-17T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:46:27.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jase Tea Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7pKA0u64I/AAAAAAAABoo/Wcv9E-vBrd8/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223868976025496450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7pKA0u64I/AAAAAAAABoo/Wcv9E-vBrd8/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7pKbJpK4I/AAAAAAAABow/ONBEflsYVQk/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223868983092521858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7pKbJpK4I/AAAAAAAABow/ONBEflsYVQk/s320/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7pKmpts1I/AAAAAAAABo4/kSDIMXkaDto/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223868986179826514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7pKmpts1I/AAAAAAAABo4/kSDIMXkaDto/s320/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7pKxhMvAI/AAAAAAAABpA/9fWGLpR2JrA/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223868989096901634" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7qVxuXWxI/AAAAAAAABqI/sys52sFx3vs/s320/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7qV_Q62QI/AAAAAAAABqQ/z1FfAw2Muvs/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223870281276905730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7qV_Q62QI/AAAAAAAABqQ/z1FfAw2Muvs/s320/DSC00481.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/32377001-5068007792721073784?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5068007792721073784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5068007792721073784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5068007792721073784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5068007792721073784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/07/jase-tea-room.html' title='Jase Tea Room'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SH7pKA0u64I/AAAAAAAABoo/Wcv9E-vBrd8/s72-c/DSC00434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7160165708640439708</id><published>2008-07-15T00:44:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:49:00.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to the rainforest festival on saturday at cultural village, it was my first time there since it has started 11 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;last minute decision led to 6 friends going there, clueless and excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couples of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921912434269970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuLzqA_nxI/AAAAAAAABiI/ZoGGycj5kQU/s320/DSC00317_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this is real couple okay! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuLzzgrp9I/AAAAAAAABiY/CtfN121-ATU/s1600-h/DSC00319_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921914983098322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuLzzgrp9I/AAAAAAAABiY/CtfN121-ATU/s320/DSC00319_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;this pair im not sure HEHEHEHEHE. &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222921918334970802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuLz__1K7I/AAAAAAAABiQ/pa5FAqOojyg/s320/DSC00316_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt; guy wants to XXXX girl, but girl not interested. sorry jian. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the way there, took some pics of the scenery, found out this mountain looks like the internationally wellknown handsign.. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuOIS4pg5I/AAAAAAAABig/r5SKYeoALZA/s1600-h/DSC00285_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222924466025759634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuOIS4pg5I/AAAAAAAABig/r5SKYeoALZA/s320/DSC00285_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuOIkPESmI/AAAAAAAABio/eJXJDkyeUDs/s1600-h/DSC00290_resize-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222924470683191906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuOIkPESmI/AAAAAAAABio/eJXJDkyeUDs/s320/DSC00290_resize-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this pic was the best.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuOI-w8WTI/AAAAAAAABiw/irXpJZ0pJaU/s1600-h/DSC00294_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222924477804599602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuOI-w8WTI/AAAAAAAABiw/irXpJZ0pJaU/s320/DSC00294_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuOI7o1RMI/AAAAAAAABi4/IAMDXn3wWaA/s1600-h/DSC00304_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222924476965274818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuOI7o1RMI/AAAAAAAABi4/IAMDXn3wWaA/s320/DSC00304_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; felt like superstars. NOT. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuPUP7teiI/AAAAAAAABjA/tDtKEI21OE4/s1600-h/DSC00305_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222925770903353890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuPUP7teiI/AAAAAAAABjA/tDtKEI21OE4/s320/DSC00305_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; believe it o not, this is the VIP toilet. very classy eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRYxtR7XI/AAAAAAAABjw/AyHh-zUB-LA/s1600-h/DSC00333_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222928047712365938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRYxtR7XI/AAAAAAAABjw/AyHh-zUB-LA/s320/DSC00333_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rumah panjang(long house)&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the last time i went to Cultural village, it was in primary 6 for our class graduation. teacher gave each of us this paper to fill in the blanks, find this find that.. but all we did was taking pics and buying useless souvenirs.. i still have the paper with me, but i lost the souvenirs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222925778947057714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuPUt5eqDI/AAAAAAAABjQ/pNEpif5yn7o/s320/DSC00322_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt; this is the backside of a 60sth year old grandma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuPUyUJriI/AAAAAAAABjY/PqmyJqovoas/s1600-h/DSC00328_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222925780132671010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuPUyUJriI/AAAAAAAABjY/PqmyJqovoas/s320/DSC00328_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;having picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRYjk5n9I/AAAAAAAABjg/IUEj1tprQYs/s1600-h/DSC00329_resize-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222928043919122386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRYjk5n9I/AAAAAAAABjg/IUEj1tprQYs/s320/DSC00329_resize-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRYwyP3wI/AAAAAAAABjo/C3jygta-T9k/s1600-h/DSC00332_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222928047464767234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRYwyP3wI/AAAAAAAABjo/C3jygta-T9k/s320/DSC00332_resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;surroundings of the stage an hour before the opening of the performances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRZqos9qI/AAAAAAAABj4/ny9wYT6Uhls/s1600-h/DSC00306_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222928062993987234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRZqos9qI/AAAAAAAABj4/ny9wYT6Uhls/s320/DSC00306_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRZ-YfJ9I/AAAAAAAABkA/aa_Iqv3Rds0/s1600-h/DSC00307_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222928068294682578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuRZ-YfJ9I/AAAAAAAABkA/aa_Iqv3Rds0/s320/DSC00307_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuTVebrkxI/AAAAAAAABkQ/vb1u2kPj2uw/s1600-h/DSC00315_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222930190021923602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuTVebrkxI/AAAAAAAABkQ/vb1u2kPj2uw/s320/DSC00315_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when night fell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuTVhXLHrI/AAAAAAAABkY/Tyk8rvg9SVQ/s1600-h/DSC00338_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222930190808325810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuTVhXLHrI/AAAAAAAABkY/Tyk8rvg9SVQ/s320/DSC00338_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuTWW3weSI/AAAAAAAABkg/skG9VG0cmuo/s1600-h/DSC00340_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222930205172070690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuTWW3weSI/AAAAAAAABkg/skG9VG0cmuo/s320/DSC00340_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;view from where we were sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuTWjrG3CI/AAAAAAAABko/WhMnX9cvPZU/s1600-h/DSC00341_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222930208608672802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuTWjrG3CI/AAAAAAAABko/WhMnX9cvPZU/s320/DSC00341_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUerxijEI/AAAAAAAABkw/k1_n3w2sKnM/s1600-h/DSC00342_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222931447733718082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUerxijEI/AAAAAAAABkw/k1_n3w2sKnM/s320/DSC00342_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUemPcIaI/AAAAAAAABk4/V1D13J_gLT0/s1600-h/DSC00344_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222931446248513954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUemPcIaI/AAAAAAAABk4/V1D13J_gLT0/s320/DSC00344_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUe-LJYiI/AAAAAAAABlA/Od_2GhYmsOU/s1600-h/DSC00345_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222931452672959010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUe-LJYiI/AAAAAAAABlA/Od_2GhYmsOU/s320/DSC00345_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUfOmL4vI/AAAAAAAABlQ/cz8h6EbVPcQ/s1600-h/DSC00347_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222931457081336562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUfOmL4vI/AAAAAAAABlQ/cz8h6EbVPcQ/s320/DSC00347_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUfGmTKMI/AAAAAAAABlI/1kXfHAxjk1s/s1600-h/DSC00348_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222931454934329538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuUfGmTKMI/AAAAAAAABlI/1kXfHAxjk1s/s320/DSC00348_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuVylB3gNI/AAAAAAAABlY/o9hsDiRPZd4/s1600-h/DSC00349_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222932889032163538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuVylB3gNI/AAAAAAAABlY/o9hsDiRPZd4/s320/DSC00349_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first performance.. they looked really shiny, like they were glowing.. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuVy8YTozI/AAAAAAAABlg/wFf_KdHRURk/s1600-h/DSC00355_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222932895300297522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuVy8YTozI/AAAAAAAABlg/wFf_KdHRURk/s320/DSC00355_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuVzXqT6LI/AAAAAAAABlo/6zeMBxauT5I/s1600-h/DSC00356_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222932902623570098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuVzXqT6LI/AAAAAAAABlo/6zeMBxauT5I/s320/DSC00356_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuVz6GSPQI/AAAAAAAABlw/0SrQtfR35xo/s1600-h/DSC00357_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222932911867706626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuVz6GSPQI/AAAAAAAABlw/0SrQtfR35xo/s320/DSC00357_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuV1kv_GjI/AAAAAAAABl4/z12xsk8sxq8/s1600-h/DSC00359_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222932940496771634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuV1kv_GjI/AAAAAAAABl4/z12xsk8sxq8/s320/DSC00359_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; second performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuXg1pkOSI/AAAAAAAABmA/jiI5iidgq64/s1600-h/DSC00368_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222934783279249698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuXg1pkOSI/AAAAAAAABmA/jiI5iidgq64/s320/DSC00368_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuXhJNS8JI/AAAAAAAABmQ/W_YDIcJsaOE/s1600-h/DSC00370_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222934788529385618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuXhJNS8JI/AAAAAAAABmQ/W_YDIcJsaOE/s320/DSC00370_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuXhifsPEI/AAAAAAAABmY/9NJdDLB8cgs/s1600-h/DSC00371_resize.JPG"&gt;looks a bit like cardboards dont u think?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222934795317427266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuXhifsPEI/AAAAAAAABmY/9NJdDLB8cgs/s320/DSC00371_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;massive crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuYuink8pI/AAAAAAAABmg/qGuovrN_q6c/s1600-h/DSC00373_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222936118200431250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuYuink8pI/AAAAAAAABmg/qGuovrN_q6c/s320/DSC00373_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jason and tanxien wanted to take pic with the caucasian girl wearing black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuYu5kev7I/AAAAAAAABmo/ZMTYCmuJsBs/s1600-h/DSC00378_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222936124361457586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuYu5kev7I/AAAAAAAABmo/ZMTYCmuJsBs/s320/DSC00378_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our crowd =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuYv4CI_1I/AAAAAAAABmw/NOS7sdzmfeY/s1600-h/DSC00381_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222936141128859474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuYv4CI_1I/AAAAAAAABmw/NOS7sdzmfeY/s320/DSC00381_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh ya! the mud.. gosh! those of you who went that night should know, other than the people who liked to push and shove their way to the front, the other annoying thing was the mud!! because of the rain the night before, the sand turned to mud, then we had to take off our shoes to walk around the ground in front of the stage.. god knows what we stepped on to walk around.. spit, vomit, even pee????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuYwdHgO0I/AAAAAAAABm4/AFuvswSUJu0/s1600-h/DSC00383_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222936151083465538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuYwdHgO0I/AAAAAAAABm4/AFuvswSUJu0/s320/DSC00383_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuaXfZCAVI/AAAAAAAABnA/in2mtPGIRYE/s1600-h/DSC00387_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222937921220378962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuaXfZCAVI/AAAAAAAABnA/in2mtPGIRYE/s320/DSC00387_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i din put on make up okay!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuaXjL_6NI/AAAAAAAABnI/9AOT1d46_do/s1600-h/DSC00388_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222937922239457490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuaXjL_6NI/AAAAAAAABnI/9AOT1d46_do/s320/DSC00388_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuaXxIBWQI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ERHi68vd0wY/s1600-h/DSC00398_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222937925980870914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuaXxIBWQI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ERHi68vd0wY/s320/DSC00398_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubZGt2TsI/AAAAAAAABoA/M6e_ZS-pQdk/s1600-h/DSC00390_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222939048468172482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubZGt2TsI/AAAAAAAABoA/M6e_ZS-pQdk/s320/DSC00390_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we met tegan and jessie.. and the hot ang mo they got to know while dancing! haha.. he came all the way from (ok forgot where).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuaYD8fU3I/AAAAAAAABnY/fanGHP9e8PI/s1600-h/DSC00405_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222937931032777586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuaYD8fU3I/AAAAAAAABnY/fanGHP9e8PI/s320/DSC00405_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubYY9zyCI/AAAAAAAABng/hcr340ENoa8/s1600-h/DSC00417_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222939036187084834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubYY9zyCI/AAAAAAAABng/hcr340ENoa8/s320/DSC00417_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubYSGOz4I/AAAAAAAABno/K-ypGZ2in78/s1600-h/DSC00420_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222939034343362434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubYSGOz4I/AAAAAAAABno/K-ypGZ2in78/s320/DSC00420_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;from trinidad and tobago.. powerful voice, with a more powerful hip to match.. she could shake it well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubYs7TpUI/AAAAAAAABnw/oxoJtIqXIpI/s1600-h/DSC00410_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222939041545299266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubYs7TpUI/AAAAAAAABnw/oxoJtIqXIpI/s320/DSC00410_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubY-PJ-sI/AAAAAAAABn4/e8FeeJDJKh4/s1600-h/DSC00412_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222939046191954626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHubY-PJ-sI/AAAAAAAABn4/e8FeeJDJKh4/s320/DSC00412_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;halfway tru me and jian went to find the couple, who were enjoying some time alone at our seat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHucnXN9XDI/AAAAAAAABoI/tNj12vOvAFU/s1600-h/DSC00424_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222940392927616050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHucnXN9XDI/AAAAAAAABoI/tNj12vOvAFU/s320/DSC00424_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHucnsHlkSI/AAAAAAAABoQ/IpKRMzq_F9Y/s1600-h/DSC00426_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222940398538035490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHucnsHlkSI/AAAAAAAABoQ/IpKRMzq_F9Y/s320/DSC00426_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHucn1EUUTI/AAAAAAAABoY/D0Dv2ticoQo/s1600-h/DSC00427_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222940400940241202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHucn1EUUTI/AAAAAAAABoY/D0Dv2ticoQo/s320/DSC00427_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHucoS7vIlI/AAAAAAAABog/5P66vZy8VBc/s1600-h/DSC00428_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222940408957313618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHucoS7vIlI/AAAAAAAABog/5P66vZy8VBc/s320/DSC00428_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after that my camera battery went dead and i was left with nothing else to do but to go down and join them dancing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;all in all i had a great time, but that kind of music is not my kind of music to groove to. all i wanna do when i enjoy rainforest music is to sit back and relax. plus drink red wine. gosh!! thats so nice!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;one thing happened.. jian realised that his shoes were missing when we were heading out.. BUT he found a 20cent coin.. thats not the end of the story.. without shoes, he got a little pissed.. so i suggested since someone has the right to steal his shoes, we had a right to continue the vicious cycle by 'taking' another person's shoes.. so we headed to the middle of the field to find if someone had left his/her shoes in the mud.. miraculously we found a pair.. so he cheered up and we went to wash our feet.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ended up, the pair of shoes belonged to a girl..since it was not ugly, we just assumed the previous owner was a she.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sorry shoe owner.. hope u did not walk home barefoot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that thanks to yeeboon, we did not have to walk from cultural village to santubong to jason's car.. but we still wasted rm10 for the stinkin noaircond bus ride from santubong to damai.. it was a two way ticket, but after the thing ended, the queue to sit the bus was so damn long, it was better if we just walked.. but yeeboon's friend drove us there, so it saved us a lot of time.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ate supper at open air and went home feeling so tired i had second thoughts about showering. I DID OKAY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7160165708640439708?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7160165708640439708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7160165708640439708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7160165708640439708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7160165708640439708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-to-rainforest-festival-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHuLzqA_nxI/AAAAAAAABiI/ZoGGycj5kQU/s72-c/DSC00317_resize.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3642896211749023967</id><published>2008-07-10T06:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T06:52:44.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i bought my T300 from Danny a month ago.. then yesterday night i received a sony case from him as a belated birthday present.. and dinner too.. see danny i never forgot even tho i day dream like hell.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though my camera is a big too big for the case, but i still like it cos its GREEN!! hehe&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHVApuMEiqI/AAAAAAAABh4/C5TePsA0Vxs/s1600-h/DSC00275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221150428523432610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHVApuMEiqI/AAAAAAAABh4/C5TePsA0Vxs/s320/DSC00275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                         Red with green =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHVApomle7I/AAAAAAAABiA/k0_5kEjgoNE/s1600-h/Imagee134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221150427024030642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHVApomle7I/AAAAAAAABiA/k0_5kEjgoNE/s320/Imagee134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                this was the initial case i bought for it.. shoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHVApT8LIMI/AAAAAAAABhw/Y7XyV7U2JTA/s1600-h/DSC00267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221150421477433538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHVApT8LIMI/AAAAAAAABhw/Y7XyV7U2JTA/s320/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, BYE BYE SINGAPURA. TAK AKAN MERINDUIMU~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3642896211749023967?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3642896211749023967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3642896211749023967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3642896211749023967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3642896211749023967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-bought-my-t300-from-danny-month-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHVApuMEiqI/AAAAAAAABh4/C5TePsA0Vxs/s72-c/DSC00275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-118471235686851739</id><published>2008-07-09T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:59:46.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the first time since i came to Singapore, I MISSED A BUS STOP.&lt;br /&gt;i din even sleep in the bus lor, was just distracted by the tv or was daydreaming.. when i realised i was lost, i just hoped the bus would stop at an interchange i am familiar with.. lucky its at jurong east interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story goes.. from bugis sit bus to vivocity using cash cos i have no freakin credit in my ezlink. the cash i used also not enough, and i was scared of getting caught(scaredy cat). so i alighted at vivo, top up my credit in harbourfront mrt station, and after that i had no absolute cash on me anymore. i took another bus wanting to go to queensway shopping centre. that was my destination. BUT I DIN EVEN NOTICE THE BUS PASSED THE STOP. when i realised it i was already at NUS.. wth.. i had no cash to stop and alight another bus.. so i just had to wish for the best.. haha.. thankfully the last stop was at jurong east.. so i went to IMM for a while.. and now im at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later still need to go back to bugis to find brandon's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all for a pair of shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-118471235686851739?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/118471235686851739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=118471235686851739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/118471235686851739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/118471235686851739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-first-time-since-i-came-to.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5369916591576221308</id><published>2008-07-08T21:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:50:33.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAHHHH im going back o kuching this thurs! omg cant wait to meet everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;touchdown in kch arnd 9.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things im gonna miss here.. (aside from friends)&lt;br /&gt;1. CLUBBING DEFINITELY.&lt;br /&gt;2. shopping!&lt;br /&gt;3. photohunt&lt;br /&gt;4. ayam penyet&lt;br /&gt;5. ABSOLUTLY NOTHING ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need this break man.. even though its only for three weeks. who knows, i may go back to kuching again on august since my degree class only will be starting on sep 29. damn long right, i know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;mum and dad i love you and dad thanks for the ipod!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;BABES IM GONNA BRING YA'LL CLUBBING in little ol' kch I DONT CARE IF U ARE GOOD GIRLs WHATEVER U GOTTA GO WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;EVAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;YENCINNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;DIANAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;NIEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;LINGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;SUMMERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;ERICAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;(SHIT, i just realised most of u have bfs pls ask them let u go~~&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. my current bf - tequila shot or cranberry vodka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNsOZhjDrI/AAAAAAAABhI/_O17lKa6CO4/s1600-h/n701915439_3470187_7802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220635387678101170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNsOZhjDrI/AAAAAAAABhI/_O17lKa6CO4/s320/n701915439_3470187_7802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessie, tegan, wanfang, adeline!! arrgh must meet u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also looking forward to MAHJONG SESSIONs WITH..&lt;br /&gt;SUCKER JIENNNNNNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;YU FATTTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;YIEWDUNGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;JETTTTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE ELSE AVAILABLE&lt;br /&gt;and fucker jiemei i hate u, u know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;adel im gonna miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNsOfBsENI/AAAAAAAABhQ/KTl6uX4WkFs/s1600-h/n701915439_3470289_8998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220635389155086546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNsOfBsENI/AAAAAAAABhQ/KTl6uX4WkFs/s320/n701915439_3470289_8998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pam, mun and yii.. of course there's kaiting whos not in the pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNvZ1z_MXI/AAAAAAAABhY/IIK2J_cZEQo/s1600-h/DSC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220638882785079666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNvZ1z_MXI/AAAAAAAABhY/IIK2J_cZEQo/s320/DSC00125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wacky but hell of a bunch of great friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNvaL-8LpI/AAAAAAAABhg/BgyG6vw_dL0/s1600-h/DSC00160_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220638888736599698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNvaL-8LpI/AAAAAAAABhg/BgyG6vw_dL0/s320/DSC00160_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KAR rmember what we shd do whn i come back ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNvaa9vGjI/AAAAAAAABho/OeArVbB6IrI/s1600-h/DSC00150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220638892758080050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNvaa9vGjI/AAAAAAAABho/OeArVbB6IrI/s320/DSC00150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thanks Christel for what you did ..&lt;br /&gt;no pic with u lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna miss &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s im still using the same digi number 5060 so don find excuses to NOT find me. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5369916591576221308?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5369916591576221308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5369916591576221308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5369916591576221308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5369916591576221308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/07/aahhhh-im-going-back-o-kuching-this.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SHNsOZhjDrI/AAAAAAAABhI/_O17lKa6CO4/s72-c/n701915439_3470187_7802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-2161308890099907615</id><published>2008-07-08T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T08:34:53.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你总说　时间还很多　你可以等我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;以前我不懂得　未必明天　就有以后 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念是会呼吸的痛　&lt;br /&gt;它活在我身上所有角落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;哼你爱的歌会痛&lt;/span&gt;　看你的信会痛　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;连沈默也痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾是会呼吸的痛　它流在血液中来回滚动&lt;br /&gt;后悔不贴心会痛　恨不懂你会痛　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;想见不能见最痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;你没说　你也会软弱　需要依赖我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就装不晓得　自由移动　自我地过&lt;br /&gt;我发誓不再说谎了　多爱你就会抱你多紧的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;我的微笑都假了　灵魂像飘浮著　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你在就好了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我发誓不让你等候　陪你做想做的无论什么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;我越来越像贝壳　怕心被人触碰　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你回来那就好了 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;能重来那就好了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;po go shi pal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-2161308890099907615?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2161308890099907615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=2161308890099907615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2161308890099907615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2161308890099907615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-2359256384109828141</id><published>2008-07-03T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:02:54.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you're in a room full of strangers, dancing the night away.. you will feel tempted to let go of yourself, cos even if you fall, you know there will be people to break your fall..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-2359256384109828141?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2359256384109828141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=2359256384109828141' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2359256384109828141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2359256384109828141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-youre-in-room-full-of-strangers.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4693042840340708719</id><published>2008-06-30T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:00:26.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the reason why i dont wanna update my blog, there's always strangers who wanna bring people down. i dont mind people being honest, but at least have the courage to leave your name, rather than being all mysterious and pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont wan this to be a hate blog, so lets all be nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ive put this matter long enough, its time for me to talk about 'the guy i broke up with on april' aka yenchang(in case ppl find another excuse to scold me for not saying his name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the people who weren't involved in our relationship, that is everyone else but us both, its hard for you to understand the issues that made it so hard for me to continue. during our one year plus relationship, there were a lot of sweet moments, but there were also times when i wish i could change my perception that i need someone more mature and understanding, someone i hoped he could be for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he did change, bits by bits, and i saw the changes. but you cant completely turn someone into something he's not, even if u thought he was the love of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to be honest here, when i was in love with him, i thought i could withstand the missing pieces, the lack of love i felt, even when i know he tried to give me all. but when i felt it was enough, that's on april, i couldnt continue on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets face it, we're not good for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had two choices, either lie to both of us by continueing the relationship but it was so obvious i was avoiding him. second choice, ending it so that we wont have to suffer so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u feel that it was unfair, yes, i bet everyone felt it was unfair for him. but being the third party, you wont know what happened in our relationship. the growing problems tat seem to be mounting and mounting, and i knew there was no way out. he had already reached his limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna point out the problems here, it wont do anyone any good. i know i have my own problms too, i know i din handle it well.. but do u really expect me to continue on with someone i dont love anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its very frustrating how things turn out to be. i wish i could change some of them, but its the bitter truth, everyone faces heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry, get angry, get drunk, change.. do all you want, but in the end, you really have to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, but breaking someone's heart doesnt mean i cant have my heart broken by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can call it karma, i dont care, because maybe, it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more can i say or do? as i said before, you wont understand unless you face it urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, he suffered for me. but all i can say is im sorry, because there's nothing else for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant force myself to love someone i dont anymore, and i hope u can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can hate me, but please, try to understand the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please, try to be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4693042840340708719?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4693042840340708719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4693042840340708719' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4693042840340708719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4693042840340708719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-reason-why-i-dont-wanna-update.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8705382928647789475</id><published>2008-06-29T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:43:40.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我觉得自己比笨还要笨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想要忘记你，忘记我们的回忆 可是却把自己搞得那么乱，连我都不想看我自己了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么人总喜欢把自己弄得那么痛苦 为什么人的感情那么复杂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么人不能把伤心难过的事情忘得一干二净？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;得不到的东西，就把它忘了啊！干吗还要去想？！？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次，我深爱了 可惜爱错了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我依然还在单恋的状况中徘徊 要出也出不来&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8705382928647789475?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8705382928647789475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8705382928647789475' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8705382928647789475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8705382928647789475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7151524665953425704</id><published>2008-06-28T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:54:48.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGXPn5MgtvI/AAAAAAAABhA/C6ieiWVaLHo/s1600-h/WANTED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216804027653732082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGXPn5MgtvI/AAAAAAAABhA/C6ieiWVaLHo/s320/WANTED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;caught this movie last night.. if u are looking for action you shud go watch it.. but the storyline is so confusing, in the end i forgot what was the purpose of the movie. or was i too caught up on the fact that ANGELINA JOLIE is sofuckinghot!! haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm going back to kuching on 10th july. REMEMBER 10TH JULY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;returning to the not-so-happening-at-nights kuching, all i wanna do is to relax, chill, &lt;s&gt;go on diet,&lt;/s&gt; spend time with family and friends, and eat!! i miss seafood!&lt;br /&gt;.......another purpose is to forget the past, create new memories and be happy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I WILL BE HAPPY, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;EVENTUALLY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/32377001-7151524665953425704?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7151524665953425704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7151524665953425704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7151524665953425704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7151524665953425704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/caught-this-movie-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGXPn5MgtvI/AAAAAAAABhA/C6ieiWVaLHo/s72-c/WANTED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7465831032414609597</id><published>2008-06-25T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:59:57.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGJpC056ebI/AAAAAAAABg4/uZ7vzmsT1IA/s1600-h/1130869952_sad_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215846815730661810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGJpC056ebI/AAAAAAAABg4/uZ7vzmsT1IA/s320/1130869952_sad_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder why is it that this time, i fell really hard. WHY? my butt hurts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am NEVER EVER getting myself into this shit anymore. mark my words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. if i do, feel free to slap me. &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/32377001-7465831032414609597?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7465831032414609597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7465831032414609597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7465831032414609597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7465831032414609597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wonder-why-is-it-that-this-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGJpC056ebI/AAAAAAAABg4/uZ7vzmsT1IA/s72-c/1130869952_sad_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4106939338737273625</id><published>2008-06-24T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:25:15.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY STUPIDDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and him, unexpectedly became good friends since last year. he's a great person to talk to, brought me donuts all the way from kl, but sometimes will also bully me -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i may be emotionally stressed recently, but i haven forgotten your birthday!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;ALPHONSO KHO&lt;/span&gt;, one more year till you're 20. enjoy this last year of childish rights. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGD1LR5RoJI/AAAAAAAABgw/pY0iiu5U_T0/s1600-h/Mmn005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215437942626033810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGD1LR5RoJI/AAAAAAAABgw/pY0iiu5U_T0/s320/Mmn005.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/32377001-4106939338737273625?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4106939338737273625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4106939338737273625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4106939338737273625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4106939338737273625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-stupidddddddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SGD1LR5RoJI/AAAAAAAABgw/pY0iiu5U_T0/s72-c/Mmn005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5671023507703295240</id><published>2008-06-21T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:43:31.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SF0ha5nhD_I/AAAAAAAABgo/Y1sQiHrcLyY/s1600-h/Broken%2Bheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214360689591783410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SF0ha5nhD_I/AAAAAAAABgo/Y1sQiHrcLyY/s320/Broken%2Bheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still do believe in love but i believe love can also fall apart thread by thread, drop by drop of blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always remember that love is just a word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just cuz some1 says it doesnt mean they really mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5671023507703295240?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5671023507703295240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5671023507703295240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5671023507703295240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5671023507703295240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-still-do-believe-in-love-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SF0ha5nhD_I/AAAAAAAABgo/Y1sQiHrcLyY/s72-c/Broken%2Bheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-694860922219171296</id><published>2008-06-19T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:19:00.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish to leave everything sad here..&lt;br /&gt;and go back to kuching, where i can be myself.&lt;br /&gt;without judgements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with the company of a number of good friends that are enough to play mahjong with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends.. i need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqB6iM_TqI/AAAAAAAABgA/mC4WCaaEsnk/s1600-h/DSC02125-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213622361248452258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqB6iM_TqI/AAAAAAAABgA/mC4WCaaEsnk/s320/DSC02125-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqEvr5e7DI/AAAAAAAABgQ/94uavZUf3fA/s1600-h/Image310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213625473407314994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqEvr5e7DI/AAAAAAAABgQ/94uavZUf3fA/s320/Image310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqEdcihGGI/AAAAAAAABgI/sJzY1DzCykk/s1600-h/Image219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213625160046811234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqEdcihGGI/AAAAAAAABgI/sJzY1DzCykk/s320/Image219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqFjb1I0VI/AAAAAAAABgY/rWE5ulxbmeQ/s1600-h/Image212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213626362447319378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqFjb1I0VI/AAAAAAAABgY/rWE5ulxbmeQ/s320/Image212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqFjiq1mqI/AAAAAAAABgg/jkrJRdsaLAM/s1600-h/Image206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213626364283165346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqFjiq1mqI/AAAAAAAABgg/jkrJRdsaLAM/s320/Image206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;especially friends like these.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;stick jien, prepare to lose to me again in MJ!! this time dont get angry at me la hor, we are so good friends one year lose to me two times still can la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abandon all unwanted thoughts and study please!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not angry, really. i'm just sad. sad that this ended so fast, so abruptly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe what he said is true. i need someone to always be there for me. and he cant do it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont blame him, i blame the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he gave me the best month a guy could give a girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time will heal all wounds, but it can also create wounds. true right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, all i need is enough time for me to study!!!!!!! fuck u, MMR(Mass Media Research).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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/32377001-694860922219171296?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/694860922219171296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=694860922219171296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/694860922219171296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/694860922219171296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wish-to-leave-everything-sad-here.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFqB6iM_TqI/AAAAAAAABgA/mC4WCaaEsnk/s72-c/DSC02125-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-9614017892584767</id><published>2008-06-19T09:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:33:04.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think people who've just experienced a break up or traumatic event give out a very strong vibe to the opposite sex. like yesterday for instance, the guy who was sitting beside me and karlina at swensons kept looking at us. he even stared at me a few times, and did not turn away when i looked back at him. i could have smiled at him if i wanted to. but my mind was too exhausted.. i was too tired to play the game. can it be that i have become numb towards the flirting game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it be that i am not attracted towards cute guys anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i think it's just that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................ i'm still heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like karlina said, even when i laugh, i'm crying inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her, at least i'm able to laugh out right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everything just happened too fast. just like the speed of light, the nervousness, the crush, the happiness, the disappointment, the sadness, the reminiscence came all without warning and i did not even have the time to breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbie, slow down. you have learnt your lesson, now focus your attention on other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have to do now is erase every memory we have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started out by deleting my sms inbox last night. then i fell asleep and forgot to save the sms yencin sent me to reload my malaysia number -_-&lt;br /&gt;yes, everything is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read some of the sms he sent me before i decided to delete everything. what he had promised me, he himself could not fulfil.. is it that all men are the same? saying sweet words just to get the girl into falling for him, then when he doesnt want it anymore, he forgets the happiness he had made her feel and cruely breaks it off with her without mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have seen it coming, i knew what was going to happen. that's why i have kept our relationship a secret until i was sure that it was stable enough. but stupid stupid me, even though my heart told me not to go so deep so fast, i couldnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a hopeless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its all going to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with a pair of addidas shoes last year, and it was quite expensive for me, because i do not usually exercise, $95 is a very expensive sum to pay for a pair of shoes i wont use often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in kuching, i tried to persuade dad into buying it for me. even took the liberty of taking a picture of it hoping he too would want his daughter to look good in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFnDAyqEfLI/AAAAAAAABf4/lAW0CebFrH8/s1600-h/Image257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213412462023703730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFnDAyqEfLI/AAAAAAAABf4/lAW0CebFrH8/s320/Image257.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;malaysia price. dont be shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my plan failed. not only did he not sponsor me for the shoes, i came back to singapore without any exercise shoes thus, did not do any exercise until now. (yes lame excuse but its partly true)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;recently the urge to run has come back to me and after a few days of contemplating whether i should spend $100 on a pair of shoes or not, i decided. i shud, or else the tummy is going to grow bigger and bigger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so i went to the addidas store at IMM, ready to be $100-less for the month. when i tried it on, the salesman told me, this pair of shoes is for training for gym only, not for running. in the long run, i'll hurt my feet if i use it for jogging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i looked around the shoe rack, trust me, only this pair of shoes attracted me. i cant even hang on to liking a guy for such a long time, but i was still in love with the shoes. so, i did not care and decided to buy it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;when i saw the price tag. i was shocked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;IT WAS 50% OFF! HAHAHAHAHA. TAKE THAT GREAT SINGAPORE SALE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i happily pair for it and was still able to hang on to my other $50. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i went jogging yesterday night. ran around my area. i hoped it could take my mind off things, all the crazy things i have done these past months. but i couldnt forget. and it exhausted me more in the process of trying to forget them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so i changed my mp3 song into BETTER IN TIME by Leona lewis. surprisingly, i finished the whole song and realised i was still running. (i cant run for more than 3 mins without losing my breath, dont laugh. its been a long time since i exercised okay!!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the power of music. i like. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;this friday, MOS?=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ending this post with the realization that i have yet to do my assignment and study for exam. all due tomorrow. good luck to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-9614017892584767?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/9614017892584767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=9614017892584767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/9614017892584767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/9614017892584767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-people-whove-just-experienced.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFnDAyqEfLI/AAAAAAAABf4/lAW0CebFrH8/s72-c/Image257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3156263500367482612</id><published>2008-06-18T22:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:39:38.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart break</title><content type='html'>best person to help heal a broken heart - the one that listens to you and never gets annoyed no matter how many times you have said the same thing over and over again. and also, keep smsing you to console you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best way to help heal a broken heart - eating lots and lots without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best cake to help heal a broken heart -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFkkRJpD8eI/AAAAAAAABfQ/3B3VHMnrXy8/s1600-h/DSC00237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213237920722579938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFkkRJpD8eI/AAAAAAAABfQ/3B3VHMnrXy8/s320/DSC00237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;best friends to help heal a broken heart - the ones that buy the chocolate cake for you &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFkkxoeoxEI/AAAAAAAABfY/vgg6dVXOi6U/s1600-h/DSC00243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213238478756168770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFkkxoeoxEI/AAAAAAAABfY/vgg6dVXOi6U/s320/DSC00243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .... and gives you a second piece even tho you've obviously gained weight already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFknVtxmlVI/AAAAAAAABfw/e0L6WAZ1mwA/s1600-h/DSC00244-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213241297676440914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFknVtxmlVI/AAAAAAAABfw/e0L6WAZ1mwA/s320/DSC00244-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best drink to help heal a broken heart - definitely not whiskey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFknACRRCnI/AAAAAAAABfo/3jFK4KwPAWk/s1600-h/whiskey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213240925220833906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFknACRRCnI/AAAAAAAABfo/3jFK4KwPAWk/s320/whiskey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best song to help heal a broken heart - Better in time by Leona Lewis.&lt;br /&gt;listen to it over and over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;best quote to help heal a broken heart - 挥别错的才能和对的相逢 （find the translation urself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;worst timing for a broken heart - a few days before exam _l_&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;worst realisation - to hope everytime your phone beeps that its from him, but its not -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEED TO DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3156263500367482612?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3156263500367482612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3156263500367482612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3156263500367482612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3156263500367482612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/06/heart-break.html' title='heart break'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/SFkkRJpD8eI/AAAAAAAABfQ/3B3VHMnrXy8/s72-c/DSC00237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8526190142163832654</id><published>2008-05-21T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:40:11.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday dad asked me if i have spoiled my camera.. and of cos i said no, because i didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i wanted to take some pictures with it, so i turned it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some weird things showed on the screen, then i realised its spoilt -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dad............................................................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8526190142163832654?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8526190142163832654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8526190142163832654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8526190142163832654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8526190142163832654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday-dad-asked-me-if-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8255611272189363462</id><published>2008-05-09T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T21:07:08.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tried to put on my mask this morning to face the crowd with a happy face. but the mask fell apart just before i walked out the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8255611272189363462?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8255611272189363462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8255611272189363462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8255611272189363462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8255611272189363462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/05/tried-to-put-on-my-mask-this-morning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5378627313106338668</id><published>2008-05-07T09:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:13:21.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mother's day this year falls on my birthday, too bad i cant celebrate it with mum..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5378627313106338668?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5378627313106338668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5378627313106338668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5378627313106338668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5378627313106338668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-this-year-falls-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-1970830454382168326</id><published>2008-04-23T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:49:39.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i feel that if i talked less, smiled less, or moved less, the world wont be so confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo mode on tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-1970830454382168326?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1970830454382168326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=1970830454382168326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1970830454382168326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1970830454382168326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes-i-feel-that-if-i-talked-less.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7531915181992811376</id><published>2008-04-23T08:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:38:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes people do what their heart urges them to.. dont hold me back once i've made the decision, and trust me, it wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me to think back, because it'll just make everything between us more complicated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7531915181992811376?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7531915181992811376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7531915181992811376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7531915181992811376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7531915181992811376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes-people-do-what-their-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-2985735795800205661</id><published>2008-04-13T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:04:28.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been gone for a while.. haha was busy with the packing, moving and unpacking&lt;br /&gt;now im in the new house, enjoying =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good mood tonight,&lt;br /&gt;MAN U WON~ 2 -1 ARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back =O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-2985735795800205661?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2985735795800205661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=2985735795800205661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2985735795800205661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2985735795800205661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-gone-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4027707207672155743</id><published>2008-03-31T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T02:27:06.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG we saw &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/clapbangkiss"&gt;Dawn Yang&lt;/a&gt; tonight at Takashimaya!! she's certainly gorgeous, pretty and has a very nice body! envious man. if dad is rich like hers, i will also ask for a complete makeover, and become a man made beauty. i dont mind =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4027707207672155743?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4027707207672155743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4027707207672155743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4027707207672155743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4027707207672155743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg-we-saw-dawn-yang-tonight-at.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3444219476836952791</id><published>2008-03-30T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:19:15.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning i wanted to eat my 1kg yoghurt, just bought it yesterday, and only been eaten a quarter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i took it out, it was so light and only A QUARTER was left. WTF man. plus one of my apples were missing and my grapes only left a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so angry. i knew who ate them, the landlady's sister!!!! i straight away looked at her and you know wad she said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i never ate your things, my mum got buy for me the small one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit la her, i din ask if she ate it, i just looked at her while holding the yoghurt bottle!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed. can i complain to the landlady? but what is the use? this is not the first time edi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once the other tenant's detergent became less and less, and when she noticed it she asked the sister, she also said the same thing and you know wad happend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tenant thought i was the one who had been using her fuckin detergent.&lt;br /&gt;please, i dont use cheap detergent. (not that i know her detergent is cheap but wth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angry chin!! can someone tell me what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that im pissed off cos she ate my yoghurt, it's just that im so fed up that she dare to touch people's things AND EAT THEM????? does she really think i wont notice my yoghurt is half missing? she's crazy, crazy i tell you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily im moving out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont have to suffer this psychological torture of being bullied by the landlady and her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, no more opening my bedroom door and seeing her half naked sitting on the toilet bowl. (yes, she doesnt close the door when doing her business)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3444219476836952791?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3444219476836952791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3444219476836952791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3444219476836952791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3444219476836952791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-morning-i-wanted-to-eat-my-1kg.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5215077150361058863</id><published>2008-03-26T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:19:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think electronics dont like me.. my phone is like dead, it restarts itself every 5 mins. lucky i got my sister's ugly phone with me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was watching movie last night, my laptop restarted itself twice. WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they want me to study? which i've been neglecting to do haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test is on friday. gosh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5215077150361058863?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5215077150361058863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5215077150361058863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5215077150361058863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5215077150361058863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-electronics-dont-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4969363122073218694</id><published>2008-03-23T17:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T17:59:52.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm still at Erica's house, and she's sleeping now..&lt;br /&gt;having a bit of an insomnic problem, i dont usually sleep alot even thogh im fucking tired right now, which is why i now have ulcer, pimples and a really serious case of dark circles under my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so emo at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe because im so frustrated at myself for not being able to sleep regardless of this tiredness surrounding me since dont know when.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i have yet to start my assignment and study for exam this friday.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because everytime i read the newspapers, sad/depressing news fill up almost every report.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i have absolutely no extra money to shop.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i cant be back in Kuching with my friends&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because yenchang told me he cant be back earlier to help with the move&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because I JUST MISS HIM SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i'm worried about his future with the course he'll be taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just because of the food we ate just now and i feel so guilty for not puking them out.&lt;br /&gt;lo and behold our massive brunch + dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-YnkQYZraI/AAAAAAAABfI/X-N1acMIT0o/s1600-h/DSC02318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180871925162421666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-YnkQYZraI/AAAAAAAABfI/X-N1acMIT0o/s320/DSC02318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbie, you have issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to doing more research on my assignment topic 'DO YOU THINK SAFEGUARDING ASIAN VALUES IS MORE IMPORTANT THAT FREEDOM OF THE PRESS?'&lt;br /&gt;i know the lecturer will want us to think that way, because in Singapore's case, having a safe and boring society is better than having any freedom of press at all. which i detest, and am going to write them down. GO FREEDOM OF PRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope Man Utd will win tonight's match and remain the first on the PLeague and that'll cheer me up =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4969363122073218694?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4969363122073218694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4969363122073218694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4969363122073218694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4969363122073218694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-still-at-ericas-house-and-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-YnkQYZraI/AAAAAAAABfI/X-N1acMIT0o/s72-c/DSC02318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7588171418521069197</id><published>2008-03-22T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:54:46.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mum told me she cant confirm that she will come to singapore.. her boss changed his mind. mum's boss, pls just let her come!! i wanna see her!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am at Erica's house now, we went to Sentosa underwater world yesterday, and i have to say, it's so disappointing. the onli thing that interested me were the jellyfishes.. then today slacked at her house till 7pm, we went to bugis for dinner. shit, just walking in the bugis street depresses me. remind me, dont go shopping when i have ZILCH money in my bank account. don't even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;about looking in the shops, let alone stepping into them. this situation sucksssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're having study break now, then exam is on next friday, after that it's 3 weeks of pure HOLIDAYS. but ccb i cant go back to kuching!! it's so ironic, i want to move so badly and in the end that's the reason i have to stay back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday - 28 march to 21 april.&lt;br /&gt;house moving - 8th april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT SMACK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HOLIDAY.GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i have nothing to write now.. feel so tired but cant sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7588171418521069197?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7588171418521069197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7588171418521069197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7588171418521069197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7588171418521069197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/mum-told-me-she-cant-confirm-that-she.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5453434189736276036</id><published>2008-03-19T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:33:23.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was Adel's birthday last friday(late post i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Zouk first. dont know since when they changed the rules, have to buy another ticket to go in to the rnb section, Zouk Phuture. so we were stuck in the trance part of Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none of us enjoyed trance, so we went to MOS after like an hour of TRYING to get high dancing at Zouk. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH, i LOVED MOS. we danced from 1am to 5am, and yes i got a bit drunk. A BIT nia hor.. i could still walk normally.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the pictures talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMTT2LFBI/AAAAAAAABeI/PdYotgUl73c/s1600-h/Image422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364203593143314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMTT2LFBI/AAAAAAAABeI/PdYotgUl73c/s320/Image422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMTj2LFCI/AAAAAAAABeQ/IL9RTyEty6Y/s1600-h/Image425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364207888110626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMTj2LFCI/AAAAAAAABeQ/IL9RTyEty6Y/s320/Image425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMTz2LFDI/AAAAAAAABeY/FXHDaTw5svU/s1600-h/Image426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364212183077938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMTz2LFDI/AAAAAAAABeY/FXHDaTw5svU/s320/Image426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMUD2LFEI/AAAAAAAABeg/JG9LmkEVniw/s1600-h/Image439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364216478045250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMUD2LFEI/AAAAAAAABeg/JG9LmkEVniw/s320/Image439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DM2z2LFFI/AAAAAAAABeo/vbeP49HYb-M/s1600-h/Image440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364813478499410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DM2z2LFFI/AAAAAAAABeo/vbeP49HYb-M/s320/Image440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DM3D2LFGI/AAAAAAAABew/KTwad6puU0U/s1600-h/Image437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364817773466722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DM3D2LFGI/AAAAAAAABew/KTwad6puU0U/s320/Image437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DM3T2LFHI/AAAAAAAABe4/oESMyN9-VpU/s1600-h/Image446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364822068434034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DM3T2LFHI/AAAAAAAABe4/oESMyN9-VpU/s320/Image446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DM3T2LFII/AAAAAAAABfA/Q6hckx7hiGw/s1600-h/Image445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364822068434050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DM3T2LFII/AAAAAAAABfA/Q6hckx7hiGw/s320/Image445.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/32377001-5453434189736276036?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5453434189736276036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5453434189736276036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5453434189736276036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5453434189736276036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-was-adels-birthday-last-fridaylate.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R-DMTT2LFBI/AAAAAAAABeI/PdYotgUl73c/s72-c/Image422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6915146852990201207</id><published>2008-03-11T12:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:55:12.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th March post</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to ooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay jiemei shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YPJD2LE9I/AAAAAAAABdo/Y2FufDdD-po/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YPJD2LE9I/AAAAAAAABdo/Y2FufDdD-po/s320/-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176341470034727890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert fatty juan =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YPcD2LE-I/AAAAAAAABdw/9DbHduNcEp8/s1600-h/DSC01745-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YPcD2LE-I/AAAAAAAABdw/9DbHduNcEp8/s320/DSC01745-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176341796452242402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is them, dancing together on Christmas Eve . caught on camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YP_j2LE_I/AAAAAAAABd4/TBrcpT3WDnM/s1600-h/DSC01800-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YP_j2LE_I/AAAAAAAABd4/TBrcpT3WDnM/s320/DSC01800-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176342406337598450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................... juan had leg cramps! hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YQSj2LFAI/AAAAAAAABeA/Oa2DScf3iCw/s1600-h/DSC01805-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YQSj2LFAI/AAAAAAAABeA/Oa2DScf3iCw/s320/DSC01805-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176342732755112962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-6915146852990201207?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6915146852990201207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6915146852990201207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6915146852990201207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6915146852990201207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/10th-march-post.html' title='10th March post'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9YPJD2LE9I/AAAAAAAABdo/Y2FufDdD-po/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4348423332229108726</id><published>2008-03-09T15:57:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:20:18.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAP won? er.. so will anything be changed?</title><content type='html'>if i have extra money now, like A LOT of extra money.. these are what i would buy. thought last minute may leave some out but i'm trying not to be greedy evn in my dreams =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. psp. i have no idea why i would want to hve a psp. maybe because everyone has it? plus im always bored in the mrt/bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OhWj2LE7I/AAAAAAAABdY/ZWmoSvlsF44/s1600-h/psp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175657805730485170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OhWj2LE7I/AAAAAAAABdY/ZWmoSvlsF44/s320/psp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i dun usually like flats but if i gotta have them, i'd hav this gorgeous Chanel pair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OruD2LE8I/AAAAAAAABdg/54gp7rwErcE/s1600-h/shoe+chanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OruD2LE8I/AAAAAAAABdg/54gp7rwErcE/s320/shoe+chanel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175669204573688770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ankle boots. shit cant find my size in kch nor in singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OgDj2LE6I/AAAAAAAABdQ/8HHENjcphSE/s1600-h/diesel-ankle-boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175656379801342882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OgDj2LE6I/AAAAAAAABdQ/8HHENjcphSE/s320/diesel-ankle-boots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the Chanel sunnies Nicole Richie is wearing. gosh so cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9Ofvz2LE5I/AAAAAAAABdI/GbCswKBRhXU/s1600-h/nicole_richie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175656040498926482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9Ofvz2LE5I/AAAAAAAABdI/GbCswKBRhXU/s320/nicole_richie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. britney spear's curious. we need to smell like the crazy woman once in a while. (plus i admire her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OezT2LE2I/AAAAAAAABcw/mY2G0UXkadw/s1600-h/britneyspears-curious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175655001116840802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OezT2LE2I/AAAAAAAABcw/mY2G0UXkadw/s320/britneyspears-curious.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Zen mp3 player. i love the green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9Ocvj2LE1I/AAAAAAAABco/n7_Bc7jbvHY/s1600-h/zen+micro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175652737669075794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9Ocvj2LE1I/AAAAAAAABco/n7_Bc7jbvHY/s320/zen+micro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chanel satin bow bag. so classy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OcfD2LE0I/AAAAAAAABcg/hmmdJpQeWWQ/s1600-h/large+satin+bow+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175652454201234242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OcfD2LE0I/AAAAAAAABcg/hmmdJpQeWWQ/s320/large+satin+bow+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. odm watch, the green one of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OcPT2LEzI/AAAAAAAABcY/L-pMhgg-jwc/s1600-h/odm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175652183618294578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OcPT2LEzI/AAAAAAAABcY/L-pMhgg-jwc/s320/odm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.sunnies from Chanel. donca just love the glitters~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9Obuz2LEyI/AAAAAAAABcQ/kKD4E6dRnmc/s1600-h/chanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175651625272546082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9Obuz2LEyI/AAAAAAAABcQ/kKD4E6dRnmc/s320/chanel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.DKNY perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9Obcz2LExI/AAAAAAAABcI/HnxDroEJAho/s1600-h/dkny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175651316034900754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9Obcz2LExI/AAAAAAAABcI/HnxDroEJAho/s320/dkny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S LOOKING FOR ROOMMATE TO SHARE ROOM AND FLAT. A BOY N A GIRL WELCOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4348423332229108726?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4348423332229108726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4348423332229108726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4348423332229108726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4348423332229108726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/dap-won-er-so-will-anything-be-changed.html' title='DAP won? er.. so will anything be changed?'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R9OhWj2LE7I/AAAAAAAABdY/ZWmoSvlsF44/s72-c/psp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-1422656074621926227</id><published>2008-03-07T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T17:14:24.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exam is over! haha.. well there's onli one exam so.. it was okay, i wrote like mad and hopefully that worked. this course has its ups and downs because there's only little things to memorise, the rest you have to write based on ur knowledge of the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, im moving on April!! initially those people who wanted to stay together backed out, and it took me so long to find new housemates. it was sooooo worrying and i cudn concentrate on my studies and my assignment. but i finished them eventually. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 4 of us, all ex chmsno1 students are going to move in together next month. happy happy. signing contract tml. i dont care if its further from my school, all i noe is that we have the whole unit to ourselves and i can do whatever i want in the house. FREEDOM, i can smell you~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-1422656074621926227?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1422656074621926227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=1422656074621926227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1422656074621926227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1422656074621926227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/exam-is-over-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-2610740537180023173</id><published>2008-03-04T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:40:44.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgomgomg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan xien's friend is so lucky!! he got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cristiano Ronaldo's autographed jersey&lt;/span&gt; through downloading stupid mobile games on digi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R80YyHlfkuI/AAAAAAAABaw/SRyw7SlbBaw/s1600-h/CRjersey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173818796227400418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R80YyHlfkuI/AAAAAAAABaw/SRyw7SlbBaw/s320/CRjersey1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R80Yy3lfkvI/AAAAAAAABa4/L3fe-YNzDmA/s1600-h/CRjersey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173818809112302322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R80Yy3lfkvI/AAAAAAAABa4/L3fe-YNzDmA/s320/CRjersey2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R80YzHlfkwI/AAAAAAAABbA/67quHQO0a2M/s1600-h/CRjersey3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173818813407269634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R80YzHlfkwI/AAAAAAAABbA/67quHQO0a2M/s320/CRjersey3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is... HE'S NOT EVEN A FAN!! *FAINTS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's selling it, and with a high price, i heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone get me that for my birthday???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAN I WAN I WAN /cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-2610740537180023173?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2610740537180023173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=2610740537180023173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2610740537180023173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2610740537180023173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/omgomgomg-tan-xiens-friend-is-so-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R80YyHlfkuI/AAAAAAAABaw/SRyw7SlbBaw/s72-c/CRjersey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3626961023020593627</id><published>2008-03-02T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:28:48.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8q4Ab7SP_I/AAAAAAAABao/w1_U8lyGCBA/s1600-h/Image416-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173149439624364018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8q4Ab7SP_I/AAAAAAAABao/w1_U8lyGCBA/s320/Image416-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;say hello to my new bag! (dont mind the messy table) =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today me, Lyn and Karlina went to the temple to pray. i wanted to have my palms read but the grandma wasnt there. well, another time then. it was raining cats and dogs and there were alot of people in the temple. but still me and karlina, with lyn's help, managed to ask the buddha about our future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that we walked around bugis and ended up eating dinner at this thai restaurant called lerk thai. the popiah is damn nice! then met up with fung at starbucks, chatted for 2 hrs and here i am home now blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note to self: eat more tang hoon from now on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s my bag nice right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/p/s SHUD START ON ASSIGNMENT NOW. ITS DUE ON FRIDAY, SAME DAY WITH MY EXAM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3626961023020593627?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3626961023020593627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3626961023020593627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3626961023020593627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3626961023020593627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/say-hello-to-my-new-bag-dont-mind-messy.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8q4Ab7SP_I/AAAAAAAABao/w1_U8lyGCBA/s72-c/Image416-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8314031895438668982</id><published>2008-03-02T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:49:08.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARRG damn embarrasing man! how can i dont know my bestie doesnt have ear lobes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i remember her wearing earrings before. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry EVA. i fell in love with the earrings as soon as i set eyes on them, that's why i bought it for u without thinkig twice.. SORRYYYYYYYYYYYYY. this really shows how little time we spend together face to face. all those times we've spent socialising with other people instead of each other, and this kind of thing happens. nevertheless we still are soulmates right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*red face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit. (dont ever forget i have 3 pairs of earlobes ya haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh but the delivery quite fast. i was sure it was going to be late cos the person told me needs 6-8 working days to deliver to UK. i sent it out on 27th, then reach u on 1st??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still red face*&lt;br /&gt;FROM NOW ON I SHALL PAY ATTENTION TO EVERYONE'S EARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, pic taken today at mrt station. JIEMEI does the bag look familiar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8mGsb7SPzI/AAAAAAAABZI/Fq8ry4dgWUE/s1600-h/Image399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172813744980508466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8mGsb7SPzI/AAAAAAAABZI/Fq8ry4dgWUE/s320/Image399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic looks so fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8mIur7SP0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/RfXrSxGet2k/s1600-h/Image397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172815982658469698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8mIur7SP0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/RfXrSxGet2k/s320/Image397.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/32377001-8314031895438668982?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8314031895438668982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8314031895438668982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8314031895438668982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8314031895438668982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/arrg-damn-embarrasing-man-how-can-i.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8mGsb7SPzI/AAAAAAAABZI/Fq8ry4dgWUE/s72-c/Image399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4981074853634747991</id><published>2008-03-01T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:07:09.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Life's not about the people who act true to your face. It's about the people who remain true behind your back."&lt;br /&gt;-- Kari, 15, Troy, NY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, how many people can say that they are always true to their friends behind their back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4981074853634747991?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4981074853634747991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4981074853634747991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4981074853634747991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4981074853634747991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/03/lifes-not-about-people-who-act-true-to.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6478257646662822408</id><published>2008-02-28T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:43:29.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out for lunch with classmates on Tuesday, was plannng to eat at IKEA but there were too many ppl at lunchtime so we went to Xin Wang instead. everyone ordered at the same time and my food arrived just in time when everyone were finishing up theirs. great service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i still love their thick toast bread. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8bQg3uQUSI/AAAAAAAABZA/UM_x_ULTeec/s1600-h/n659757784_616278_8313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172050485213942050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8bQg3uQUSI/AAAAAAAABZA/UM_x_ULTeec/s320/n659757784_616278_8313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha uncle Ryan is promoting the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was planning to post pictures from Ruby's birthday today but this internet line is killing me! its not fun getting disconnected every 5 minutes. whats worst is that when i wanted to register for a new line today, the salesman told me that they need some weird tv adapter(or sth else that's called) to fix the WIRELESS line, if not have to buy their ROUTER which costs over $100. wad the, what's a WIRELESS for when you need wires to fix it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to cry on my walk home from the plaza, completely lost as to what to do. so in the end i've decided to wait for another month and go completely internetless in the room until mid of april when i move out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, have i mentioned? &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'm moving&lt;/span&gt;. well, decided but haven find a place to stay yet. me, yc and his friends are planning to stay together when they come back to Singapore on mid April. if we really find a place before mid of march, then it's confirmed. i really hope it happens.. staying here have been fun, but i need more space. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;being confined in a small room can do strange things to a person's mind&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA just ask jiemei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the crisis, SHIT, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;how am i supposed to survive every night without internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i've been suffering enough for the past week and my hopes were so high when i wanted to register the line today. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAPPINESS &lt;/span&gt;--------------&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DISAPPOINTMENT&lt;/span&gt;. arrghhhhh.. the reason why i dont wanna register and pay for the stupid router is because i'm moving and wanna save the trouble of plugging and unplugging those ma fan things just within one and a half month. that'll cost me the fixing fee. yes they charge for taht. after i move and settle down, we can register the faster but more expensive line and dont have to pay for that darn router. even if nid to pay, we can split everything and that'll be cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shud go to starbucks or mcds every night to use the wireless for now? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my movies are running out.. what else shud i do? debbie, think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bringing lappy to school tomorrow to use the wireless there. tomorrow's the last day of my first adv diploma module. exam's next friday. cool, &lt;strong&gt;a whole week off just to study ONE SUBJECT&lt;/strong&gt;. that's what my adv diploma will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-13 days straight studying a subject, then one whole week off to study just for that one subject. its a total waste of time but what to do? cant change the rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates tomorrow.. for now? *thinking*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-6478257646662822408?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6478257646662822408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6478257646662822408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6478257646662822408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6478257646662822408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-out-for-lunch-with-classmates-on.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R8bQg3uQUSI/AAAAAAAABZA/UM_x_ULTeec/s72-c/n659757784_616278_8313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4526055733404416287</id><published>2008-02-27T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T00:13:28.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHHEEE sudden internet connection. JOY. ( not for long )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to apply for the starhub 2 year plan next month, so i'll be BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to love my class, its more fun with less people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4526055733404416287?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4526055733404416287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4526055733404416287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4526055733404416287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4526055733404416287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/whheee-sudden-internet-connection.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7228238807586509065</id><published>2008-02-23T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T10:58:47.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit. i seldom can come online anymore. unless i'm in school or if im lucky, i can find a signal at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internet line has been screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW HOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7228238807586509065?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7228238807586509065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7228238807586509065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7228238807586509065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7228238807586509065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7076160667106072142</id><published>2008-02-20T12:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:59:38.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it angers me how lightly people take the term 'best friend'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a best friend, in my opinion, is someone whom you can share everything with, even the ugly side of your personality. someone who sticks by your side whenever you need him/her. someone you can share your skeleton in the closet with. someone who has a connection with you, even when you're world's apart. most importantly, someone who sometimes does things that make you feel like kicking her/him butt but at the end of the day you both know that you love each other no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person can have a lot of friends, more good friends, but the best of friends are hard to find and very, very rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why do people simply coin the term 'she/he is my best friend' on strangers they've just met for a day or two? just because you have great conversations together or have lunch together doesnt make him/her your next BFF. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like they go around collecting people's friendship, with or without the person's permission(mostly without), and they think just by having tons and tons of best friends, they are the coolest people around. that is not how this world goes, but looking at the fakeness i've experienced, maybe this is how people go through life, with fake smiles and fake friendships. BUT I DONT LIKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had my share of disappointment in people i called my 'best friend'. because i was young, naive and silly, i thought best friends are really easy to have. but the process of maintaining this 'special' friendship wasnt really worth the result you hope to have. you get annoyed, angry and worried about the friend and you would start to think that is this person really someone you wanna rely on in times of need? you think you know the person inside and out, and when he/she does something that even you think is impossible for her/him to do, you'll start wondering about what made you think of him/her as your bestie in the first place. what monster have you named your 'BFF'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why take the trouble of calling everyone your best friend and have this burden on ur shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why now i know who my BEST FRIEND is n whom my GOOD FRIENDS are. throughout all these years, they are the people who scold me when i deserve it, encourage me when i need it, genuinely happy for me when i'm happy, sad for me when i'm unhappy, know what to say to me even on the most akward times and try to cheer me up when i'm really low. by putting them together and calling them all good friends makes it better as you wont think that anyone of them is more special than the other. everyone is equal and, the world would be a better place. plus, you'll have more REAL close people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my opinion? look around and start thinking if the person you consider as your best friend would run through fire for you. or better, KILL for u. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7076160667106072142?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7076160667106072142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7076160667106072142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7076160667106072142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7076160667106072142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-angers-me-how-lightly-people-take.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6700397546164292189</id><published>2008-02-19T13:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T14:10:01.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;if i got nothing to blog about, i'll just recap on the things we've done throughout the last 2 months i've been in kuching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once we decided to hang out in Bird's house. first, we watched this stupid not scary at all horror movie which i've forgotten the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at these 3 cowards crammed in 2 seat sofa. me and yencin just lied there laughing at them throughout the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7purnuQUII/AAAAAAAABXw/o7-WR6Y-iDc/s1600-h/DSC01710-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168565218037485698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7purnuQUII/AAAAAAAABXw/o7-WR6Y-iDc/s320/DSC01710-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we decided to play a bit of mahjong. having one leg more, it was typical to leave out tan xien aka bloodseeker because, ____________________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes into the game, we realised he was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pur3uQUJI/AAAAAAAABX4/wCQRodwa_9A/s1600-h/DSC01711-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168565222332453010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pur3uQUJI/AAAAAAAABX4/wCQRodwa_9A/s320/DSC01711-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168565226627420322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pusHuQUKI/AAAAAAAABYA/iv7WLcJL33Y/s320/DSC01712-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;clever arse. cooked mee to eat while reading comic. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days later, i think. we celebrated hui ling's birthday at Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday girl &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwqnuQULI/AAAAAAAABYI/_J6DJwOb4hU/s1600-h/DSC01722-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168567399880872114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwqnuQULI/AAAAAAAABYI/_J6DJwOb4hU/s320/DSC01722-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;observe Tracy's expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwrHuQUMI/AAAAAAAABYQ/q9jf3mSkbzE/s1600-h/DSC01714-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168567408470806722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwrHuQUMI/AAAAAAAABYQ/q9jf3mSkbzE/s320/DSC01714-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tracy, who, according to a reliable source, ate 10 chicken wings(or more) that night &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwrXuQUNI/AAAAAAAABYY/4Kxq53OO7Lg/s1600-h/DSC01718-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168567412765774034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwrXuQUNI/AAAAAAAABYY/4Kxq53OO7Lg/s320/DSC01718-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is Charles. i like to touch his shoulders. duno why &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwsXuQUOI/AAAAAAAABYg/cjnC9573pNo/s1600-h/DSC01713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168567429945643234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwsXuQUOI/AAAAAAAABYg/cjnC9573pNo/s320/DSC01713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the expression he's been giving me since high school. i know he secretly likes me. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwsnuQUPI/AAAAAAAABYo/0-4FjkdksEQ/s1600-h/DSC01721-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168567434240610546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pwsnuQUPI/AAAAAAAABYo/0-4FjkdksEQ/s320/DSC01721-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nie, my love. BJing if u bully her, u'll die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pxzXuQUQI/AAAAAAAABYw/KOND-4uzfuk/s1600-h/DSC01732-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168568649716355330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pxzXuQUQI/AAAAAAAABYw/KOND-4uzfuk/s320/DSC01732-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical miaw action. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pxzXuQURI/AAAAAAAABY4/M2GPjVWDq44/s1600-h/DSC01735-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168568649716355346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7pxzXuQURI/AAAAAAAABY4/M2GPjVWDq44/s320/DSC01735-2.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/32377001-6700397546164292189?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6700397546164292189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6700397546164292189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6700397546164292189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6700397546164292189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-i-got-nothing-to-blog-about-ill-just.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7purnuQUII/AAAAAAAABXw/o7-WR6Y-iDc/s72-c/DSC01710-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6043259895684224771</id><published>2008-02-18T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:19:53.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tell me what to do because honestly, i have no clue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-6043259895684224771?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6043259895684224771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6043259895684224771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6043259895684224771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6043259895684224771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/tell-me-what-to-do-because-honestly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-1396986151458079170</id><published>2008-02-16T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:07:37.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit! i dreamt that Britney Spears died~~ woi.. then i tot it was real and faster went online this morning to check. HAHA. maybe it's cos i slept reading perezhilton.com last night. too much gossip for one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the plane to singapore, i was crying and coincidentally the lady sitting beside me was crying too. she was looking at the window, my opposide direction but i could see that she was crying because she kept wiping her eyes with the handkerchief. maybe she encouraged me to cry haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!! we saw LIN YU ZHONG in the kuching airport! my sister kept wanting to take pics of him but too bad she onli managed to take his back side. he's quite goodlooking but he isnt tall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7aY1XuQUGI/AAAAAAAABXg/5ZIu_508tbk/s1600-h/Image365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7aY1XuQUGI/AAAAAAAABXg/5ZIu_508tbk/s320/Image365.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167485665122734178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7aY1nuQUHI/AAAAAAAABXo/KXtOVIVi_mI/s1600-h/Image366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7aY1nuQUHI/AAAAAAAABXo/KXtOVIVi_mI/s320/Image366.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167485669417701490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im becoming superwoman soon, yesterday i single handedly carried 3 fkin heavy luggages from the taxi to my flat. ok fine, took me two rounds to do it. then i went grocery shopping and once again had to carry everything from the mrt to the flat. one plastic bag even tore cos the things were too heavy. the cashier shud have double layered on the plastic bag la! now my hands hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my landlady and her family are really nice towards me. they knew i was coming back so they cleaned my room, washed my bedsheet so when i came back, everything in the room was sparkling clean. i still thought i needed to sweep the floor and wipe the table, but they did everything for me. landlady still gave me ang pau somemore. haha.. quite lucky to live here, now still wondering if i want to move when the contract expires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS IN KUCHING!!! ARRGH. THE FIRST FEW DAYS ARE ALWAYS THE HARDEST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-1396986151458079170?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1396986151458079170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=1396986151458079170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1396986151458079170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1396986151458079170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/shit-i-dreamt-that-britney-spears-died.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7aY1XuQUGI/AAAAAAAABXg/5ZIu_508tbk/s72-c/Image365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4542538687489918158</id><published>2008-02-15T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T15:43:58.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good ol' laptop</title><content type='html'>how would you feel if your boyfriend forgets to greet you on Valentine's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im back in singapore. prepared to start another new year. had my share of fun tho dont feel like it was enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better finish unpacking and i'll update more tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, jiemei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7VCq3uQUFI/AAAAAAAABXY/fCvuR71s6vI/s1600-h/DSC01769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7VCq3uQUFI/AAAAAAAABXY/fCvuR71s6vI/s320/DSC01769.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167109451757408338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4542538687489918158?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4542538687489918158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4542538687489918158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4542538687489918158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4542538687489918158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-would-you-do-if-your-boyfriend.html' title='good ol&apos; laptop'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R7VCq3uQUFI/AAAAAAAABXY/fCvuR71s6vI/s72-c/DSC01769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-2367463498214874021</id><published>2008-01-30T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T01:01:15.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16 more days and i'll be back in singapore. shit, i really dont wanna go back!! i dont wanna go back to that empty room, that empty timetable, minimum social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it here with my family and friends. i love it that i get to see my parents everyday even though our conversation is filled with mostly nothing. i love it that i get to eat at home and i grab every opportunity to do so. i love it that i get to play mahjong almost everyday even though most of the time we need to use a long table to play. i love it that i get to watch my favourite shows on astro. i love it that i get to hang out with good friends and talk trash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 more days. how fast does my 62 days pass by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have to, but i really dont wanna go back to that lonely life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-2367463498214874021?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2367463498214874021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=2367463498214874021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2367463498214874021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2367463498214874021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/01/16-more-days-and-ill-be-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6704268280996548596</id><published>2008-01-26T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:51:43.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>does anyone know where i can find a turtleneck dress in little small Kuching??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5qjxRhjtWI/AAAAAAAABXI/B2eEHXEZZGg/s1600-h/turtleneckdress1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5qjxRhjtWI/AAAAAAAABXI/B2eEHXEZZGg/s320/turtleneckdress1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159616390019396962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balabalaba i'm MCLOVIN it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5q8UBhjtXI/AAAAAAAABXQ/fcj479CMSdY/s1600-h/mclovin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5q8UBhjtXI/AAAAAAAABXQ/fcj479CMSdY/s320/mclovin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159643375298917746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-6704268280996548596?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6704268280996548596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6704268280996548596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6704268280996548596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6704268280996548596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/01/does-anyone-know-where-i-can-find.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5qjxRhjtWI/AAAAAAAABXI/B2eEHXEZZGg/s72-c/turtleneckdress1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6867514629371493563</id><published>2008-01-23T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T10:33:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heath ledger dead</title><content type='html'>Actor Heath Ledger was found dead in his apartment yesterday. Reason still unknown.&lt;br /&gt;best known for his role in Brokeback Mountain and have completed the role of The Joker in the forthcoming The Dark Knight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was just 28 woi!! and so cute.. how can he suddenly have died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5amshhjtTI/AAAAAAAABWw/s7dAuBYmteI/s1600-h/heath+ledger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158493707043058994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5amshhjtTI/AAAAAAAABWw/s7dAuBYmteI/s320/heath+ledger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5amsxhjtUI/AAAAAAAABW4/prVxhnpgA6Y/s1600-h/heath+ledger+joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158493711338026306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5amsxhjtUI/AAAAAAAABW4/prVxhnpgA6Y/s320/heath+ledger+joker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5amtBhjtVI/AAAAAAAABXA/CFXvAFYOzto/s1600-h/batman_heath-ledger-as-joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158493715632993618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5amtBhjtVI/AAAAAAAABXA/CFXvAFYOzto/s320/batman_heath-ledger-as-joker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32377001-6867514629371493563?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6867514629371493563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6867514629371493563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6867514629371493563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6867514629371493563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/01/heath-ledger-dead.html' title='heath ledger dead'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R5amshhjtTI/AAAAAAAABWw/s7dAuBYmteI/s72-c/heath+ledger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7061180800183909790</id><published>2008-01-17T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T13:55:34.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what made STICK JIEN so high?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tXlgxm9I/AAAAAAAABWI/IXy5oYxxrOU/s1600-h/Image196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156319612848151506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tXlgxm9I/AAAAAAAABWI/IXy5oYxxrOU/s320/Image196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tXlgxm-I/AAAAAAAABWQ/677U4uRalwI/s1600-h/Image197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156319612848151522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tXlgxm-I/AAAAAAAABWQ/677U4uRalwI/s320/Image197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tX1gxm_I/AAAAAAAABWY/342dXydtFXw/s1600-h/Image195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156319617143118834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tX1gxm_I/AAAAAAAABWY/342dXydtFXw/s320/Image195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;tracy sitting on him! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tYFgxnAI/AAAAAAAABWg/0Z4pKHpZObs/s1600-h/Image210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156319621438086146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tYFgxnAI/AAAAAAAABWg/0Z4pKHpZObs/s320/Image210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tvVgxnBI/AAAAAAAABWo/gHXjzcGni9Q/s1600-h/12012008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156320020870044690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tvVgxnBI/AAAAAAAABWo/gHXjzcGni9Q/s320/12012008.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/32377001-7061180800183909790?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7061180800183909790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7061180800183909790' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7061180800183909790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7061180800183909790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-made-stick-jien-so-high.html' title='what made STICK JIEN so high?'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R47tXlgxm9I/AAAAAAAABWI/IXy5oYxxrOU/s72-c/Image196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3763512441040081366</id><published>2008-01-13T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T12:35:52.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday we saw two unknowns at the spring. holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4mUiVgxm6I/AAAAAAAABVw/-OzscM_ee1I/s1600-h/DSC02112-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154814566113319842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4mUiVgxm6I/AAAAAAAABVw/-OzscM_ee1I/s320/DSC02112-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4mUilgxm7I/AAAAAAAABV4/znFSMeYVTUc/s1600-h/DSC02113-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154814570408287154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4mUilgxm7I/AAAAAAAABV4/znFSMeYVTUc/s320/DSC02113-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NO! TRACY! WHY??????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4mUjFgxm8I/AAAAAAAABWA/rKfKEigJmxA/s1600-h/DSC02114-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154814578998221762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4mUjFgxm8I/AAAAAAAABWA/rKfKEigJmxA/s320/DSC02114-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32377001-3763512441040081366?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3763512441040081366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3763512441040081366' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3763512441040081366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3763512441040081366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterday-we-saw-two-unknowns-at-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4mUiVgxm6I/AAAAAAAABVw/-OzscM_ee1I/s72-c/DSC02112-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8726583766252057184</id><published>2008-01-09T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:23:19.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lamer with the capital L</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before: trying all his might to drink the tequila at one-go. constantly challenging ppl here and there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;guilty as charged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4TjSlgxm2I/AAAAAAAABVQ/kdMiA0HMuYc/s1600-h/DSC02011-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153493782065421154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4TjSlgxm2I/AAAAAAAABVQ/kdMiA0HMuYc/s320/DSC02011-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after: WTF. drunk to the max&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Nie, all i want is you!! i dont wan anybody else!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4TkPFgxm3I/AAAAAAAABVY/XH4pgbCEN_Q/s1600-h/DSC02063-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153494821447506802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4TkPFgxm3I/AAAAAAAABVY/XH4pgbCEN_Q/s320/DSC02063-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; "Nie dont leave meeeeeeeeeeeeee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153494821447506818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4TkPFgxm4I/AAAAAAAABVg/uIPNkb4xtRw/s320/DSC02065-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BJ: "OO i'm so sexy.." Nie: " shit, what have i gotten myself into?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4TlXFgxm5I/AAAAAAAABVo/yxVoLhDKipg/s1600-h/DSC02080-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153496058398088082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4TlXFgxm5I/AAAAAAAABVo/yxVoLhDKipg/s320/DSC02080-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;woi got more sia soi pics of him le, but dun wan put better later he really angry haha.. &lt;/p&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/32377001-8726583766252057184?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8726583766252057184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8726583766252057184' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8726583766252057184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8726583766252057184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/01/lamer-with-capital-l.html' title='lamer with the capital L'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4TjSlgxm2I/AAAAAAAABVQ/kdMiA0HMuYc/s72-c/DSC02011-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7817449091262390272</id><published>2008-01-07T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:15:00.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4IJS1gxm1I/AAAAAAAABVI/cWA8FLisJk8/s1600-h/DSC02046-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152691142872111954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4IJS1gxm1I/AAAAAAAABVI/cWA8FLisJk8/s320/DSC02046-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a drunk DG is a happy DG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.... and a soi Tan Xien&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/32377001-7817449091262390272?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7817449091262390272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7817449091262390272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7817449091262390272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7817449091262390272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/01/drunk-dg-is-happy-dg.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R4IJS1gxm1I/AAAAAAAABVI/cWA8FLisJk8/s72-c/DSC02046-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-660998408325891278</id><published>2008-01-06T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:48:52.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg everytime i sign in to blogger the lazy bug will bite me, along with the damn mosquitoes whom seem to have grown fond of sucking my blood. no point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok loads of pics coming up soon, in the next few posts. i'm installing the sims 2 now so there's an excuse for me to not blog tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, my teeth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO the sims!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok one pic before i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R3-04Fgxm0I/AAAAAAAABVA/Y1Jrr4zBxio/s1600-h/Image126-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R3-04Fgxm0I/AAAAAAAABVA/Y1Jrr4zBxio/s320/Image126-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152035374380456770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA GUESS WHO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-660998408325891278?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/660998408325891278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=660998408325891278' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/660998408325891278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/660998408325891278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2008/01/omfg-everytime-i-sign-in-to-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R3-04Fgxm0I/AAAAAAAABVA/Y1Jrr4zBxio/s72-c/Image126-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7458797296742458990</id><published>2007-12-23T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:41:49.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watching the match between man utd and everton now.. cristiano ronaldo's hairdo rocks! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new phone of mine does not really live out to its expectations, or maybe i'm just paraniod? the sound system is a little sore and its supposed to be an express music phone. BUT IT IS PRETTY AND SLEEK AND I LOVE HOW IT LOOKS LIKE SO HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im someone who takes appearance seriously, and i think it's more important than function. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............ or maybe my phone is spoilt? shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din go out whole day today. break my record cos since i've been back in kuching, everyday go out and almost never come home earlier than 1am. had a little disappointing night last night and learnt a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is near! plans for christmas eve: The Junk and SOHO. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas everyone. cant get my eyes off the tv screen now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7458797296742458990?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7458797296742458990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7458797296742458990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7458797296742458990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7458797296742458990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/watching-match-between-man-utd-and.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8884151160111565245</id><published>2007-12-22T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:12:44.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YENCIN~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2wPVVgxmyI/AAAAAAAABUw/VMXoSHx1_ag/s1600-h/Image059-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146505333403917090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2wPVVgxmyI/AAAAAAAABUw/VMXoSHx1_ag/s320/Image059-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;classmates for 12 years.. best friends for life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2wQEVgxmzI/AAAAAAAABU4/I9GX0u3AiUI/s1600-h/Image042-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2wQEVgxmzI/AAAAAAAABU4/I9GX0u3AiUI/s320/Image042-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146506140857768754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you babe~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8884151160111565245?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8884151160111565245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8884151160111565245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8884151160111565245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8884151160111565245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-to-yencin.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YENCIN~~'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2wPVVgxmyI/AAAAAAAABUw/VMXoSHx1_ag/s72-c/Image059-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4826095649581182667</id><published>2007-12-20T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:19:48.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5610</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2qHz1gxmxI/AAAAAAAABUo/IZRMoMBtlU0/s1600-h/nokia-5610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146074848831838994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2qHz1gxmxI/AAAAAAAABUo/IZRMoMBtlU0/s320/nokia-5610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;new &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4826095649581182667?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4826095649581182667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4826095649581182667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4826095649581182667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4826095649581182667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/5610.html' title='5610'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2qHz1gxmxI/AAAAAAAABUo/IZRMoMBtlU0/s72-c/nokia-5610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-9120496335003422030</id><published>2007-12-16T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:23:00.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;IM BACK IN KUCHINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;travilion christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UJJ1gxmrI/AAAAAAAABT4/dFptA0Zb0oU/s1600-h/DSC01667-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144528213928680114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UJJ1gxmrI/AAAAAAAABT4/dFptA0Zb0oU/s320/DSC01667-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144528218223647426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UJKFgxmsI/AAAAAAAABUA/n-9Y0KRN5BQ/s320/DSC01664-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;grass for jiemei all the way from Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UKHVgxmvI/AAAAAAAABUY/PQifxdEbB3k/s1600-h/DSC01657-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144529270490634994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UKHVgxmvI/AAAAAAAABUY/PQifxdEbB3k/s320/DSC01657-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sing K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UJXVgxmuI/AAAAAAAABUQ/7aAfo16n60k/s1600-h/DSC01682-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144528445856914146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UJXVgxmuI/AAAAAAAABUQ/7aAfo16n60k/s320/DSC01682-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UKHlgxmwI/AAAAAAAABUg/m-ojskzJllg/s1600-h/DSC01686-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144529274785602306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UKHlgxmwI/AAAAAAAABUg/m-ojskzJllg/s320/DSC01686-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa im a happy girl and sorry for lying to all of you =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;update soon.. too GAY to do anymore posting tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MAN UTD vs LIVERPOOL tonight! go go MAn united!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-9120496335003422030?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/9120496335003422030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=9120496335003422030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/9120496335003422030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/9120496335003422030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back-in-kuchingggggggggggggggggggggg.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2UJJ1gxmrI/AAAAAAAABT4/dFptA0Zb0oU/s72-c/DSC01667-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-23783791282872899</id><published>2007-12-14T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:43:48.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>生活上偶尔会出现很多问题，有些是自找的，有些是运气不好而遇到的，可是不管如何&lt;br /&gt;没有人能完完全全的帮到你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;洁莹， &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你找死啊你！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-23783791282872899?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/23783791282872899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=23783791282872899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/23783791282872899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/23783791282872899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-2438673534617015308</id><published>2007-12-13T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T15:33:08.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey's 19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2Dfg7z_lYI/AAAAAAAABTo/9x0wswr4o7U/s1600-h/DSC01629-%60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2Dfg7z_lYI/AAAAAAAABTo/9x0wswr4o7U/s320/DSC01629-%60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143356531361682818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea we're back in Singapore. reached yesterday morning 9am(stupid train delayed for 1 hr plus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advice for those of you who wants to take train to travel between kl and singapore: NEVER TAKE THE SEAT. TAKE THE BED.&lt;br /&gt;more of that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night me and YC had our simple 1 year anni/his birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to eat the Chocolate Fondue at Swensen's. but after he finished his main course, the waitress came and tell us the fondue was finished? WTH how can sth like that finish so early? weird. bummed, i suggested that we went to NYDC for their cake and icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WANTED TO TRY SWENSEN'S CHOC FONDUE FOR SO LONG EDI. SHIT. nevermind, NYDC's cakes are not half bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics, lazy to elaborate. my stomach is officially spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2Dd37z_lTI/AAAAAAAABTA/FZP8uCegFw0/s1600-h/DSC01633-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143354727475418418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2Dd37z_lTI/AAAAAAAABTA/FZP8uCegFw0/s320/DSC01633-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2DfEbz_lXI/AAAAAAAABTg/AwKUtKNfcaE/s1600-h/DSC01635-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2DfEbz_lXI/AAAAAAAABTg/AwKUtKNfcaE/s320/DSC01635-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143356041735411058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2DeW7z_lWI/AAAAAAAABTY/9pgbA_ZWrT4/s1600-h/DSC01636-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143355260051363170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2DeW7z_lWI/AAAAAAAABTY/9pgbA_ZWrT4/s320/DSC01636-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2DeRbz_lVI/AAAAAAAABTQ/0uVex0QRBnE/s1600-h/DSC01630-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143355165562082642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2DeRbz_lVI/AAAAAAAABTQ/0uVex0QRBnE/s320/DSC01630-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum, dad, sis, bro i love you too =D&lt;br /&gt;so u guys must love my new boots WUT! wahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2Dfv7z_lZI/AAAAAAAABTw/kho9cfd-sdY/s1600-h/DSC01639-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2Dfv7z_lZI/AAAAAAAABTw/kho9cfd-sdY/s320/DSC01639-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143356789059720594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-2438673534617015308?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2438673534617015308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=2438673534617015308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2438673534617015308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/2438673534617015308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/monkeys-19th.html' title='Monkey&apos;s 19th'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R2Dfg7z_lYI/AAAAAAAABTo/9x0wswr4o7U/s72-c/DSC01629-%60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-1899186825931575979</id><published>2007-12-05T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:01:22.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bit icky, but still eatable =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1YSRUJP50I/AAAAAAAABRs/Sh-zGMEv1rg/s1600-h/DSC01486-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140316113364576066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1YSRUJP50I/AAAAAAAABRs/Sh-zGMEv1rg/s320/DSC01486-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1YSSEJP51I/AAAAAAAABR0/nnxQDhP4wc0/s1600-h/DSC01489-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140316126249477970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1YSSEJP51I/AAAAAAAABR0/nnxQDhP4wc0/s320/DSC01489-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1YSSUJP52I/AAAAAAAABR8/1MK7yaOf7Wk/s1600-h/DSC01490-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140316130544445282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1YSSUJP52I/AAAAAAAABR8/1MK7yaOf7Wk/s320/DSC01490-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;NOTE TO SELF : NEVER LEAVE A KOLO MEE IN THE FRIDGE FOR MORE THAN 4 DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee train to KL leaves at 10pm tonight. i'll be back on 11th, or maybe 12th. will blog more in Kl, as i'm staying at Tegan's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*update*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is the one day of the week tat i want to go out to do some errands, and IT FKIN RAINS THE WHOLE DAY!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHYWHYWHY&lt;/span&gt;. all my plans ruint because my umbrella's spoilt and i dont have anything else to cover &lt;s&gt;my big ass body&lt;/s&gt; myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrgh.. hope it stops before tonight -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, tracy and i are going to have our hair done in KL. like, finally. we both cant stand our current hair. and SHE cant stand MY hair too. haha lets hope she doesnt grab me by the hair and cut off everything when she sees me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the hairstyle that i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1ZJwUJP54I/AAAAAAAABSM/FaKOcpxZhfs/s1600-h/lindsssay__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140377119080048514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1ZJwUJP54I/AAAAAAAABSM/FaKOcpxZhfs/s320/lindsssay__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The Farrah.&lt;/span&gt; made famous by Farrah Fawcett in the 70s, lots of celebrities have copied the style, with little adjustments here and there. i love how Lindsay Lohan carries it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fierce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you know what they say, you can never get the exact hairstyle or hair colour that you want. so i'm just hoping for the best. as for colour, i wanted to get blonde, but then when i think about the black hair that would grow out EWWWWW no thanks lor. changed my mind, but haven decided on what colour i shud get. maybe maroon. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; is the new black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1ZMSkJP55I/AAAAAAAABSU/f9mfxaQcwfA/s1600-h/DSC01264-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1ZMSkJP55I/AAAAAAAABSU/f9mfxaQcwfA/s320/DSC01264-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140379906513823634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after considering for a while, i think i really shud go out and do my things before its too late. let it rain let it rain on me, i dont care anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-1899186825931575979?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1899186825931575979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=1899186825931575979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1899186825931575979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1899186825931575979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/bit-icky-but-still-eatable-p.html' title='a bit icky, but still eatable =P'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1YSRUJP50I/AAAAAAAABRs/Sh-zGMEv1rg/s72-c/DSC01486-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6837667625299946104</id><published>2007-12-03T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:27:40.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;今天忽然想用华文毕竟有些事情用自己的语言讲的会比较容易。虽然我的语言能力有限，可是你们应该还看得懂啦。那些看不懂华文的朋友，对不起咯，自己试试用翻译器？妈的我在干吗他们都看不懂了我还用华语道歉 -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早上跑去找凯音拿面给她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PAKEJP5rI/AAAAAAAABQk/CCjjdQpNURo/s1600-R/DSC00887-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139662878903625394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PAKEJP5rI/AAAAAAAABQk/4iPgEMCGBKg/s320/DSC00887-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;不是从这个在新加坡出名可是面一点都不像是kolomee的店买的哦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;是爸爸从古晋拿来的，放在冰箱几天还能吃，所以就弄烧了拿去她靠近我校的办公室。体贴勒！哈哈！有福同享吗！ 没有照片因为一弄烧就立刻tackle它了，没时间拍照。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她到新加坡到现在已有一个多月了吧，可是还一直受伤！而且是脚的部分，真的蛮可怜。让我想到刚刚到这里的我，总是伤到我的手，也不知道为什么。我又不是用手走路，来这里每天走来走去，伤到的反而是手而不是脚。哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PAKUJP5sI/AAAAAAAABQs/nHMjvXKoxEk/s1600-R/DSC00901-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139662883198592706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PAKUJP5sI/AAAAAAAABQs/eb7Ow8wHDF4/s320/DSC00901-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过后就到我校考那个该死害我要呆在这里那么久的 oral exam。真是他妈的杜烂，准备了那么久最后老师说只需要讲一两分钟的 ‘what do you think can be overcomed by doing this topic?'！喂我的 topic 是 Walt Disney Company勒，有什么可以被解决的？？ 瓦劳！我这几个月的青春就白白浪费在这两分钟，最后才得到 8/10。 无话可说！算了吧。以后不会那么笨了，有假期立刻订飞机票回家！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PD4UJP5uI/AAAAAAAABQ8/EAMo5kjoiqw/s1600-R/Mmn039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139666972007458530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PD4UJP5uI/AAAAAAAABQ8/DBzx4V5Fh8E/s320/Mmn039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;嘿嘿，拜三要到了哦~ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;康旭，美星，淑茵，彩妮 &lt;/span&gt;我要来了！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;还能遇到我妹/弟 &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Crystopher&lt;/span&gt; 和我婆婆耶！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;期待期待！！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;我问我在新加坡的朋友们，要买什么回来给他们。可以说通通都要我买口香糖！pengz~ 哈哈也是啦，这里没有卖。&lt;br /&gt;奇怪的是，很多人都认为我去吉隆坡后直接回古晋。能就好咯，可是有没有想到我要带一大堆东西大老远跑到那里，然后又买一大堆东西挤在我肯定已经爆满的行李里呢？我可是没那么无聊的。还是回新加坡收拾收拾才回古晋比较好。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;再次强调 = 我一月五号回古晋！别太想我先。要到了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;没想到，我在这里已经快八个月了。时间真的过的很快。想到俊伟带我吃第一餐的我，当时心情乱得不得了，有烦有期待有不舍，可是还是笑着拍照。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PHHEJP5wI/AAAAAAAABRM/197fjVWu44w/s1600-R/DSC00871-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139670523945412354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PHHEJP5wI/AAAAAAAABRM/nBI7HGPD5Yc/s320/DSC00871-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可见时间真的不等任何人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PIBUJP5xI/AAAAAAAABRU/SS2aoCocUKc/s1600-R/DSC00882-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139671524672792338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PIBUJP5xI/AAAAAAAABRU/yZuiwDlJZWo/s320/DSC00882-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天看到爸爸，很高兴他没变老，只是变肥了=D&lt;br /&gt;而妈妈呢，她每天忙着做工，应该身体又变弱了。真的好想快点见到她，紧紧地抱着她，让她懂得因为她太瘦而不能呼吸，所以会增肥！！哈哈，这就是一个爱妈妈的女儿可是不爽她比较瘦的白痴想法。。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我觉得人到外国独立生活，会成长很多。不但身材变（男生去死，不管怎样都不会变），想法也会变。我个人认为，我蛮喜欢一个人的生活。不是说我不喜欢在家人身边啦，可是人总要学会一个人的精彩吗。爸爸妈妈舍得让我们出去见识这个世界的多姿多彩，我们就要乘这个机会不让他们失望，反而当我们回家呈现新的自己时，让他们觉得他们的牺牲是值得的。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不要认为因为我男朋友在这里，我的生活就过得很容易。那可是一个错的想法。你们都知道我是个超有主见的女强人，什么都要自己决定，自己做才爽。我还觉得男朋友因为有我，他的生活才轻松多了，讲不好听的，他变得超级依赖我去。我不喜欢现在的他，我也知道因为我的性格，让他变得这样。不要叫我变成一个依赖人的女人，我做不到。就因为这样，我们不懂要怎么办。&lt;br /&gt;有时我很想听他的决定，可是很明显，他的主意很烂，我才把我的想法说出来，而最后根据我的说法去做。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;很像我是这段感情里的男主角，牵着他的手，什么都由我来决定我来负担，而身为男生的他，轻轻松松的跟着就好了。虽然我喜欢做决定，可是看着他在我们迷路的时候，就等我救我们，我很不爽啊！有时也要他来带我啊，有时要他给我惊喜，最重要的是，有时也要他表达他很久很久没有表达出来的珍惜和诚恳啊！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是他的错，可是真的很显酱的我们，难道我聪明我伶俐有错吗！！-__-！！！！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;他说他会变，我再次相信他。我要一个有大男人主义，超级有好主见的他！！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;要我变，我已变了，我也会再变得更加迁就和耍白痴，可是不管怎样，我不会成为那些有样没脑的女生。慢慢等吧！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;哈哈。&lt;em&gt;哭笑不得&lt;/em&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PQUUJP5yI/AAAAAAAABRc/nql6QhP2pxQ/s1600-R/DSC00708-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139680647183329058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PQUUJP5yI/AAAAAAAABRc/OboemfEZXmw/s320/DSC00708-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;原谅双下巴的我喂。。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;让我们为这段感情加油吧！多几天在一起就一年了！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;好吧换另外一个话题，反正我很&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;闲空&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我房间有两个秤体重器（应该华语名称是酱说的吧？）一个是 $7 Nightmare Before Christmas 的，可是它坏掉了。哈哈。多一个是在 IKEA $5 买的，就是我这几个月关在家里每天用的（是的，每天秤），就叫它 WM 吧因为不懂怎样用华文叫这东西。在古晋 63kg 的我，因为怕朋友因我重而讨厌我，甘愿认为我家的WM是坏的，不敢接受事实，人家问我多重时，我就说是 60kg。不好意思哦。呼呼。。刚刚到这里时，因为粮食不足（只是不大想吃因为当时想家），体重减了一公斤。可是也不一定啦，我当时没那么主意体重，只注意腰围哈哈。毕竟人看到的是身材而不是你的体重吗。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;直到三个月前姐妹提议说一起减肥，我那时才开始狂秤体重。开始去 gym，体重一直徘徊在 60 -62 间。有时因朋友来新加坡或考试就拼命吃，因为有借口让我依赖，口头谈：“&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;这段时间尽情的吃吧，结束后开始不吃！&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;假期期间，有段时间没出去，每天呆在家里，在两个星期内瘦了两公斤。体重稳定的在60kg了。&lt;br /&gt;最近很高兴，因为WM显示我体重已经跌到 58kg。重点在这里。（终于讲重点了。。）&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;今天到学校秤gym 里的electrical WM，发现到我其实没有变到那么轻！%^%^*(#@ 我自不过比 60kg 轻 0.8kg 而已！气死我了，原来WM一直骗我。。一时low掉，因为太 low，吃了面包再陪 Lyn 吃饭。回来秤，WM 还是不放弃，显示我是 58kg！可是为什么彦樟在 gym 和在这WM秤他都是 65kg呢？难道WM耍我吗? -_-  是时候买第三个WM了！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PYCkJP5zI/AAAAAAAABRk/XZN9uLRE3fc/s1600-R/DSC01435-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139689138333673266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PYCkJP5zI/AAAAAAAABRk/leHRm1ldIQ8/s320/DSC01435-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只能庆幸我成功的摆脱 60kg 了，安慰自己。170cm 59kg...还可以啦喉！(讲可以！！！！！）&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/32377001-6837667625299946104?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6837667625299946104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6837667625299946104' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6837667625299946104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6837667625299946104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/kolomee-oral-exam-what-do-you-think-can.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1PAKEJP5rI/AAAAAAAABQk/4iPgEMCGBKg/s72-c/DSC00887-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-1400241815538739632</id><published>2007-12-01T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:20:16.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;dad was here for the afternoon! transit to perth through singapore.. he brought 7 packs of kolomee, and one pack of kongpia OMG. haha i ate some right away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy to see him, missed him a lot! he gave me some cash too, in sing dollar and in ringgit.. AND BOUGHT ME THE SANDALS I WANTED HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1F8TWgkrEI/AAAAAAAABP8/F8XpeJWG64Y/s1600-R/5100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139025321708006466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1F8TWgkrEI/AAAAAAAABP8/H1QJUsC-BsQ/s320/5100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to go home!! january 5th here i come!! =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXqnP9pt6nQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXqnP9pt6nQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just put it here in case i need to see it for reference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after 7-8 freakin months here (how pathetic is that), i finally went clubbing! with yenchang's classmates. they are such friendly people, unlike mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 girls and 1 guy,&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; ZOUK&lt;/span&gt; we went, and it was fking nice! seriously when is kuching going to have a big and nice club? mojo is nice, soho is nice, but they are damn small and u squeeze also not happy cos no matter how much u squeeze the space is just like that and you know you will end up squeezing inside a big human parade the whole night without doing any dancing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a rnb and trance section, and of course i loved the rnb area~ btw remember when i say singapore dont have any cute guys? well, you can see ALOT there! so, i think they sleep in the daytime and party all night long~ haha since they're so fair and dont have any pimples i just assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1GADmgkrFI/AAAAAAAABQE/udVEK0u16gc/s1600-R/DSC01483-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139029449171577938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1GADmgkrFI/AAAAAAAABQE/GKt48wzuNAE/s320/DSC01483-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and kitty. yenchang's mdis classmate from kuching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1GAD2gkrGI/AAAAAAAABQM/k4mT-Nacwsc/s1600-R/DSC01484-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139029453466545250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1GAD2gkrGI/AAAAAAAABQM/KVCfgKWZXFY/s320/DSC01484-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;amanda, joanne and I =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, definitely doing it again! next stop : &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MOS&lt;/span&gt; please! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1GJd2gkrHI/AAAAAAAABQU/zkKFtlWf_U8/s1600-R/Mmn033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139039795747794034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1GJd2gkrHI/AAAAAAAABQU/O9GZn2PK_AM/s320/Mmn033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;artificial eyeslashes rox.&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/32377001-1400241815538739632?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1400241815538739632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=1400241815538739632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1400241815538739632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1400241815538739632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/12/dad-was-here-for-afternoon-transit-to.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R1F8TWgkrEI/AAAAAAAABP8/H1QJUsC-BsQ/s72-c/5100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7493174284197108803</id><published>2007-11-28T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:20:47.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish someone would slap me with the fact that i'm a very very hardheaded person when it comes to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hey sucker! be nice to him hor~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i would probably slap you back but hey, sacrifice a little for me ma.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;, no matter &lt;s&gt;how bitchy i may treat you&lt;/s&gt; what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R01OLy45MOI/AAAAAAAABP0/dCd8hXCnGDc/s1600-h/DSC01359-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137848714445533410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R01OLy45MOI/AAAAAAAABP0/dCd8hXCnGDc/s320/DSC01359-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;captions of my life =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;excited about KL trip, which is finally coming next week! AAH. tegan says cant wear yellow and green cos the election is going on. that's a bummer, i wanted to wear my &lt;em&gt;sexay&lt;/em&gt; new green dress for the shopping session because it's easy to take on and off (need to try on clothes ma &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;). oh shit that reminds me, almost all of my jackets are green coloured, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self : prepare small knife for defense purposes incase people try to hurt me when i'm in green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really happy cos i finally get to tidy up my messy uncut-for-7-mths hair! i can imagine the scenario now, me stepping into the saloon and the hairstylist asking me what style i want to change into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would answer him/her...................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;absolutely no idea. just freakin get me out of this hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7493174284197108803?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7493174284197108803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7493174284197108803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7493174284197108803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7493174284197108803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wish-someone-would-slap-me-with-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R01OLy45MOI/AAAAAAAABP0/dCd8hXCnGDc/s72-c/DSC01359-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8538288069276525229</id><published>2007-11-26T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:36:56.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been blogging lately because i have been going out for a few days straight! sometimes even not coming home to sleep~ gosh its fun but tiring, gonna go back to my normal hiding-in-house self now and shed those pounds i have gained recently, until i go to kl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, relatives visited to singapore so i brought them around for the first two days they were here&lt;br /&gt;brought them to the shopping centres around Singapore then second day we went to Science Centre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137136437069164098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rGXy45LkI/AAAAAAAABKk/JTLxlNxjGG4/s320/Mmn018-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singapore boasts to have the biggest fountain in the world, located right in middle of the Suntec buildings&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rFPS45LbI/AAAAAAAABJc/3nKFjhkAUN4/s1600-h/Mmn020-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137135191528648114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rFPS45LbI/AAAAAAAABJc/3nKFjhkAUN4/s320/Mmn020-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;magnificent view of the Merlion, taken at 8.30pm.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137135410571980242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rFcC45LdI/AAAAAAAABJs/KJA48beBfwg/s320/DSC01324-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cousin Charles in front of SSC&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137135414866947554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rFcS45LeI/AAAAAAAABJ0/8SNx89Ma2Ws/s320/DSC01326-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rF0y45LfI/AAAAAAAABJ8/OEKwgRwpsQM/s1600-h/DSC01328-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137135835773742578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rF0y45LfI/AAAAAAAABJ8/OEKwgRwpsQM/s320/DSC01328-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute cousin doesnt know the whole pretend-to-be-dead-cos-u-have-no-body concept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rF1C45LgI/AAAAAAAABKE/H0-2y-NAhhw/s1600-h/DSC01329-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137135840068709890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rF1C45LgI/AAAAAAAABKE/H0-2y-NAhhw/s320/DSC01329-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOKSIE! Albert's on TV!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rF1S45LhI/AAAAAAAABKM/r7IYiDcX_2g/s1600-h/DSC01333-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137135844363677202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rF1S45LhI/AAAAAAAABKM/r7IYiDcX_2g/s320/DSC01333-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rGCi45LjI/AAAAAAAABKc/atHFreyioQc/s1600-h/DSC01373-1.jpg"&gt;Diana?? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137136071996943922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rGCi45LjI/AAAAAAAABKc/atHFreyioQc/s320/DSC01373-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the Science centre is quite interesting for a first timer, but i've been there a few years ago and nothing has changed so it got kinda boring for me.. plus, i dont like science stuffs.. i hung out in the nature area for a long part of the trip&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiemei is here in Singapore. he told me he doesnt wanna eat, but WTH he ate a lot hor!! ci ah~ influenced me also!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first night, we went to sing k after korean dinner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;love Christmas trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rIeS45LqI/AAAAAAAABLU/YQPGoersJZU/s1600-h/DSC01380-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137138747761569442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rIeS45LqI/AAAAAAAABLU/YQPGoersJZU/s320/DSC01380-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the gay has become a bit thinner&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137138279610134130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rIDC45LnI/AAAAAAAABK8/Gk7ebADvlnQ/s320/DSC01382-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; so has his partner Lorenzo/Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rIDC45LoI/AAAAAAAABLE/-Cid0lr3gWE/s1600-h/DSC01384-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137138279610134146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rIDC45LoI/AAAAAAAABLE/-Cid0lr3gWE/s320/DSC01384-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this person cant afford to be skinnier please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rIDS45LpI/AAAAAAAABLM/623xtXtLaT0/s1600-h/DSC01387-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137138283905101458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rIDS45LpI/AAAAAAAABLM/623xtXtLaT0/s320/DSC01387-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i hope i was thinner -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rJIi45LrI/AAAAAAAABLc/N-X-LvZXD-E/s1600-h/DSC01389-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137139473611042482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rJIi45LrI/AAAAAAAABLc/N-X-LvZXD-E/s320/DSC01389-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rJIy45LsI/AAAAAAAABLk/Q2HVZkUXmL0/s1600-h/DSC01394-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137139477906009794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rJIy45LsI/AAAAAAAABLk/Q2HVZkUXmL0/s320/DSC01394-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that i went to Christel's for mahjong~ played until 6am then went down to bugis to meet Jason for breakfast.. forgot to take pics with him -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jet and I &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137139477906009810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rJIy45LtI/AAAAAAAABLs/C0ZQD3BMxqk/s320/DSC01397-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rJIy45LtI/AAAAAAAABLs/C0ZQD3BMxqk/s1600-h/DSC01397-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aww the gay couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137139486495944418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rJJS45LuI/AAAAAAAABL0/IiHxR_kYbg0/s320/DSC01398-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jiemeis &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rLSS45LvI/AAAAAAAABL8/VZJ-JhPALqA/s1600-h/DSC01402-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137141840138022642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rLSS45LvI/AAAAAAAABL8/VZJ-JhPALqA/s320/DSC01402-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rLSi45LwI/AAAAAAAABME/OlIKu1Wqda8/s1600-h/DSC01404-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137141844432989954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rLSi45LwI/AAAAAAAABME/OlIKu1Wqda8/s320/DSC01404-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it got kinda boring so we called it a day and went home at about 4pm.. but suddenly at 9pm we decided to go East coast for a drink to meet up with LiLing. had McDs for supper and we bought beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMGy45LxI/AAAAAAAABMM/EqEOsswhDF4/s1600-h/DSC01405-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137142742081154834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMGy45LxI/AAAAAAAABMM/EqEOsswhDF4/s320/DSC01405-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMHC45LyI/AAAAAAAABMU/qe9mQN0KHE4/s1600-h/DSC01406-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137142746376122146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMHC45LyI/AAAAAAAABMU/qe9mQN0KHE4/s320/DSC01406-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;JET WAS DRUNK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMHC45LzI/AAAAAAAABMc/ONkv-SsEOAE/s1600-h/DSC01408-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137142746376122162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMHC45LzI/AAAAAAAABMc/ONkv-SsEOAE/s320/DSC01408-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMHS45L0I/AAAAAAAABMk/fnzdQoTs9EM/s1600-h/DSC01409-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137142750671089474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMHS45L0I/AAAAAAAABMk/fnzdQoTs9EM/s320/DSC01409-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm such a loyal fan of Green until 2 out of 3 bottles i drank were green in colour. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMHS45L1I/AAAAAAAABMs/OPj-N1HJa_c/s1600-h/DSC01410-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137142750671089490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMHS45L1I/AAAAAAAABMs/OPj-N1HJa_c/s320/DSC01410-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMXi45L2I/AAAAAAAABM0/2WTF-HqX0To/s1600-h/DSC01411-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137143029843963746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMXi45L2I/AAAAAAAABM0/2WTF-HqX0To/s320/DSC01411-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; good friends + good booze = craziness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMXi45L3I/AAAAAAAABM8/VOoWw0b_qnI/s1600-h/DSC01414-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137143029843963762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rMXi45L3I/AAAAAAAABM8/VOoWw0b_qnI/s320/DSC01414-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around East Coast park and talked until 6 in the morning.. omggosh it had been 2 days since i last slept! so we went home and i finally fell asleep until 12pm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pizza Hut at Tampines Mall&lt;br /&gt;i craved for it so much, so we met up and had our lunch there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you see them&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rN4y45L5I/AAAAAAAABNM/uEIwtnVpBdc/s1600-h/Mmn027-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137144700586241938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rN4y45L5I/AAAAAAAABNM/uEIwtnVpBdc/s320/Mmn027-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now you dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rN4y45L4I/AAAAAAAABNE/jIPQMrTcwVo/s1600-h/DSC01418-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137144700586241922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rN4y45L4I/AAAAAAAABNE/jIPQMrTcwVo/s320/DSC01418-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY US~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rN5C45L6I/AAAAAAAABNU/E0Hb2zAaexg/s1600-h/DSC01420-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137144704881209250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rN5C45L6I/AAAAAAAABNU/E0Hb2zAaexg/s320/DSC01420-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the menu here is totally different from the one in Malaysia, there's a WIDE WIDE variety of other things to eat other than typical pizzas.. from fried shrimps to icecreams, itched the hell out of me and i was this close to ordering icecream for dessert even though i had already eaten 4 slices of pizza plus the soup and garlic bread.. my appetite is getting bigger and bigger, hooray! NOT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after that we went down to Chinatown to sing another session of ktv using the free ticket they gave us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's faking orgasm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137147642638839730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQkC45L7I/AAAAAAAABNc/RTBynheLxGc/s320/DSC01424-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQlS45L8I/AAAAAAAABNk/NZhjOvwKe7s/s1600-h/DSC01425-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137147664113676226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQlS45L8I/AAAAAAAABNk/NZhjOvwKe7s/s320/DSC01425-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lol we brought outside food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQly45L9I/AAAAAAAABNs/uh5s8YRx-NI/s1600-h/DSC01427-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137147672703610834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQly45L9I/AAAAAAAABNs/uh5s8YRx-NI/s320/DSC01427-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute gay couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQnC45L-I/AAAAAAAABN0/6HdTEG5xrAg/s1600-h/DSC01429-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137147694178447330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQnC45L-I/AAAAAAAABN0/6HdTEG5xrAg/s320/DSC01429-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; duno which cbk does the finger belong to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQni45L_I/AAAAAAAABN8/d11AcHHRAk4/s1600-h/DSC01430-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137147702768381938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rQni45L_I/AAAAAAAABN8/d11AcHHRAk4/s320/DSC01430-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; answer, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rR5S45MBI/AAAAAAAABOM/2DbaxRsj12E/s1600-h/DSC01431-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137149107222687762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rR5S45MBI/AAAAAAAABOM/2DbaxRsj12E/s320/DSC01431-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rR4C45MAI/AAAAAAAABOE/2cVGNEm-FP8/s1600-h/DSC01432-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137149085747851266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rR4C45MAI/AAAAAAAABOE/2cVGNEm-FP8/s320/DSC01432-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rR6i45MCI/AAAAAAAABOU/pF1kjw4Kpz0/s1600-h/DSC01436-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137149128697524258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rR6i45MCI/AAAAAAAABOU/pF1kjw4Kpz0/s320/DSC01436-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rStC45MDI/AAAAAAAABOc/fYQmITx4YQM/s1600-h/DSC01440-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137149996280918066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rStC45MDI/AAAAAAAABOc/fYQmITx4YQM/s320/DSC01440-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around Clark Quay before going home and had a good night rest but ended up watching Guess Guess Guess until 3am -_- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Tree in the middle of UOB building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rTby45MEI/AAAAAAAABOk/cl-VY0i7HkE/s1600-h/DSC01449-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137150799439802434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rTby45MEI/AAAAAAAABOk/cl-VY0i7HkE/s320/DSC01449-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;retards talking to the statues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rTdi45MFI/AAAAAAAABOs/bW3R37y2c00/s1600-h/DSC01451-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137150829504573522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rTdi45MFI/AAAAAAAABOs/bW3R37y2c00/s320/DSC01451-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i know, dont tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rTei45MGI/AAAAAAAABO0/h6Nrz10QYCg/s1600-h/DSC01453-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137150846684442722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rTei45MGI/AAAAAAAABO0/h6Nrz10QYCg/s320/DSC01453-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Singapore is not as clean as you think &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rTfi45MHI/AAAAAAAABO8/LmiafwPytyw/s1600-h/DSC01455-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137150863864311922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rTfi45MHI/AAAAAAAABO8/LmiafwPytyw/s320/DSC01455-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today we went to Far East for a bit of shopping, but the stupid bird ended up being 2 hours late!! me and Jet wanted to wait for him to eat together but we couldnt stand it so we ate first.. then walked around the place before he finally showed up. i was too pissed to talk to him initially but after i got my new hat, i was happy again! hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the stupid bird suggested that we ate at Sakae Sushi, darn Jet agreed and dragged me along -_- i din wan to eat because we ate already but gave in to them in the end..ARRGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE HORRORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU2S45MII/AAAAAAAABPE/9tDzCh4UfoE/s1600-h/DSC01458-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137152354217963650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU2S45MII/AAAAAAAABPE/9tDzCh4UfoE/s320/DSC01458-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU2i45MJI/AAAAAAAABPM/kTXbgRZJrgQ/s1600-h/DSC01473-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137152358512930962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU2i45MJI/AAAAAAAABPM/kTXbgRZJrgQ/s320/DSC01473-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that darn hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU3i45MKI/AAAAAAAABPU/7R56FY0XAy8/s1600-h/DSC01460-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137152375692800162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU3i45MKI/AAAAAAAABPU/7R56FY0XAy8/s320/DSC01460-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU4y45MLI/AAAAAAAABPc/b_aCR4O0-cs/s1600-h/DSC01461-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137152397167636658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU4y45MLI/AAAAAAAABPc/b_aCR4O0-cs/s320/DSC01461-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU5y45MMI/AAAAAAAABPk/rpd5OzFKn9E/s1600-h/DSC01464-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137152414347505858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rU5y45MMI/AAAAAAAABPk/rpd5OzFKn9E/s320/DSC01464-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok blogger's being a b*tch and not letting me post the rest of the pics so BYE. =)&lt;br /&gt;&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/32377001-8538288069276525229?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8538288069276525229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8538288069276525229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8538288069276525229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8538288069276525229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/haven-been-blogging-lately-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0rGXy45LkI/AAAAAAAABKk/JTLxlNxjGG4/s72-c/Mmn018-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7533713140699542072</id><published>2007-11-21T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:43:36.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;a lot of people dont know that malaysia has an east side. they think malaysia onli consists of the states in the west, which means they dont know where Kuching is. or Sarawak and Sabah for that matter. its not the first time i met Singaporeans who dont know their geography about their neighboring country. when they say 'Malaysia' they mean JB. yep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'i went to malaysia before'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, which part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'er.. malaysia la, neh above Singapore.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind, what im amazed is, how the Singapore education has made these proud people think they are more intellectual than us Malaysians. they are proud that Singapore currency is twice of Malaysia's, they are proud that Singapore is such an advanced country, holding all sorts of MOST and FIRST and BIGGEST in the world.. BLABLABLA. yes, i like this country because it's so UPDATED and clean and i love the environment here without all those pollutions u can see in KL. plus, the shopping is heavenly!! but some people really piss me off with their appearance and how they speak and treat people. i see aunties on the streets scolding people like the person's face is worthless, ah bengs and ah liens here think wearing slippers with skinny jeans are DA BOMB, how they think they are superior than other people by not smiling back when you smile at them and a lot of other reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to want to live here when i grow up, but now, it's just not that appealing anymore. and i wish to get out of here as soon as i can! the people here are unbearable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the topic. it's not like malaysia is tens of thousand of miles away from Singapore. we're just next door to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm from Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh, which part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuching, it's in Sarawak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oo, so do u go home every weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er i cant, it's quite far away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;why cant? just drive up ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......nid to use plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WAH so rich ah use plane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, the car will sink on the way back cos Kuching an ocean's apart from West Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;*speechless.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-or -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know where is Sarawak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woi why ur knowledge of malaysia so sucky one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;why do i need to know about malaysia? we only need their water ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. we malaysians just need to know that our education level is actually better than most of the people here HEHE. we speak chinese AND english AND bahasa melayu AND hokkien AND our mother language! most of the singaporeans here onli speak one language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malaysia is a second world country because our stinking govt doesnt know how to rule and develop a country. not our fault, its theirs. we can be as good as singapore, even better, given the vastness of our country and natural resources but it just wont happen unless us Chinese are given a chance to show our contribution to the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo and behold! MALAYSIA ACTUALLY HAS AN EAST SIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0Qyiy45LYI/AAAAAAAABJE/vC8_kZ_jv_0/s1600-h/malaysia-overview-map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135285048466550146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0Qyiy45LYI/AAAAAAAABJE/vC8_kZ_jv_0/s320/malaysia-overview-map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Sabah and Sarawak! FIND KUCHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0Qyqy45LZI/AAAAAAAABJM/o9oxnj-4fbQ/s1600-h/malaysia-east.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135285185905503634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0Qyqy45LZI/AAAAAAAABJM/o9oxnj-4fbQ/s320/malaysia-east.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is only gonna offend you if u are one of those typical Singapore Chinese who sees malaysia as less than significant. nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7533713140699542072?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7533713140699542072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7533713140699542072' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7533713140699542072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7533713140699542072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/lot-of-people-dont-know-that-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0Qyiy45LYI/AAAAAAAABJE/vC8_kZ_jv_0/s72-c/malaysia-overview-map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8980897908665499649</id><published>2007-11-20T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T19:39:26.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0LFKy45LUI/AAAAAAAABIk/jecqefkY25M/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134883314405551426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0LFKy45LUI/AAAAAAAABIk/jecqefkY25M/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to Kinokurniya with Alphonso the other day and saw this book ALL ABOUT MY CRISTIANO RONALDO!! containing pages and pages of pictures of his handsomeness and about his life!!&lt;br /&gt;the price : $59.90 wth &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0LGWS45LXI/AAAAAAAABI8/Lyvkon5w-3s/s1600-h/0844xb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134884611485674866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0LGWS45LXI/AAAAAAAABI8/Lyvkon5w-3s/s320/0844xb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to see if it's cheaper in KL but one way or another this book is gonna be mine i dont care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134883980125482338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0LFxi45LWI/AAAAAAAABI0/lP70GpH3_qM/s320/cristiano-ronaldo-0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;c&gt;there's just something about him in a suit and football like in this pic that arouses me more~ he just looks so damn good ^^&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0LFuC45LVI/AAAAAAAABIs/Qdi7mEiz4Uw/s1600-h/cristiano-ronaldo-0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134883919995940178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0LFuC45LVI/AAAAAAAABIs/Qdi7mEiz4Uw/s320/cristiano-ronaldo-0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i hate skinny people that get to be with him! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-8980897908665499649?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8980897908665499649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8980897908665499649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8980897908665499649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8980897908665499649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/moments.html' title='moments'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/R0LFKy45LUI/AAAAAAAABIk/jecqefkY25M/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3017284982039986767</id><published>2007-11-19T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:44:25.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC DONALD's CHILDREN~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O8BambuGy-8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O8BambuGy-8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan those red shoes!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xgO-u83Os_I&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xgO-u83Os_I&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3017284982039986767?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3017284982039986767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3017284982039986767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3017284982039986767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3017284982039986767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/mc-donalds-children.html' title='MC DONALD&apos;s CHILDREN~'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5773073280944924529</id><published>2007-11-17T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T15:43:28.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus is here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;no la.. it's just ALPHONSO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met him earlier today for breakfast/lunch/brunch.. and he bought a little goodie all the way from KL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVOURITE!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(OK that's before i am going to taste J CO DONUTS in kl when i go there on Dec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6YVi45LLI/AAAAAAAABHc/68b8FYZhijc/s1600-h/Mmn001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133708121159052466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6YVi45LLI/AAAAAAAABHc/68b8FYZhijc/s320/Mmn001-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heavenly and fattening taste in every bite, all for myself NYEHYAKHYAK~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6YVy45LMI/AAAAAAAABHk/mSbGgipYzNI/s1600-h/Mmn002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133708125454019778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6YVy45LMI/AAAAAAAABHk/mSbGgipYzNI/s320/Mmn002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our meal in this Hong Kong restaurant at Cineleisure, then headed to Takashimaya to find books..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6Ygy45LNI/AAAAAAAABHs/yXaIWmBR818/s1600-h/Mmn004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133708314432580818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6Ygy45LNI/AAAAAAAABHs/yXaIWmBR818/s320/Mmn004-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Orchard is so beautifully decorated for Christmas, OMG RED AND GREEN EVERYWHERE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's this huge huge christmas tree right in middle of taka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6YhC45LOI/AAAAAAAABH0/DMeZdy0Cj98/s1600-h/DSC01306-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133708318727548130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6YhC45LOI/AAAAAAAABH0/DMeZdy0Cj98/s320/DSC01306-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'tis the season to be holy, fralalala~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6Ysi45LPI/AAAAAAAABH8/sVz3OuODdC4/s1600-h/DSC01308-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133708516296043762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6Ysi45LPI/AAAAAAAABH8/sVz3OuODdC4/s320/DSC01308-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6Ysy45LQI/AAAAAAAABIE/tslBgSXfi0c/s1600-h/DSC01309-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133708520591011074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6Ysy45LQI/AAAAAAAABIE/tslBgSXfi0c/s320/DSC01309-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6Y4S45LRI/AAAAAAAABIM/fwqdMP1hzCY/s1600-h/DSC01310-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133708718159506706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6Y4S45LRI/AAAAAAAABIM/fwqdMP1hzCY/s320/DSC01310-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LIVE LAUGH LOVE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6ZMi45LTI/AAAAAAAABIc/C5lEf0VmeX4/s1600-h/DSC01313-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133709066051857714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6ZMi45LTI/AAAAAAAABIc/C5lEf0VmeX4/s320/DSC01313-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6ZMS45LSI/AAAAAAAABIU/ITlN3v4F-pI/s1600-h/DSC01312-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133709061756890402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6ZMS45LSI/AAAAAAAABIU/ITlN3v4F-pI/s320/DSC01312-1.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH AFTER FINISHING THE 6 DONUTS TODAY IM GONNA STARVE MYSELF TML I PROMISE -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5773073280944924529?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5773073280944924529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5773073280944924529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5773073280944924529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5773073280944924529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/santa-claus-is-here.html' title='Santa Claus is here!!'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rz6YVi45LLI/AAAAAAAABHc/68b8FYZhijc/s72-c/Mmn001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7845796039346517822</id><published>2007-11-16T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:17:41.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up crying today.. my pillow was wet, and tears kept flowing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of my grandpa.. in the dream, he 'came back' to celebrate chinese new year with us.. he told me he left cause he felt lonely, which is weird because grandma is still alive.. the dream was quite weird because how can someone who's left the world come back to celebrate CNY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at the old medicine cupboard in the kitchen of his house, the one where he stored his medicines, and suddenly he came and hugged me. i cried like wad and he told me its okay.. ARRHGG.. weird dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im too tired because i did not sleep the night before, lately i've been having the case of insomnia where i keep tossing and turning around the bed for hours before i managed to fall asleep. but the night before, i couldnt sleep at all so i came online and chat with diana until 6sth. yes the girl doesnt sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe i cant see him anymore when i go back. I STILL CANT LET GO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7845796039346517822?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7845796039346517822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7845796039346517822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7845796039346517822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7845796039346517822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-woke-up-crying-today.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-8959597738548983272</id><published>2007-11-14T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:58:41.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT and make up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;these few days have been rough but we're okay now.. i hope he treats me better as he had promised. we girls try our best to be the best girlfriends, but some of our actions go unnoticed. guys really should pay attention even to the smallest details that they think unimportant. they may be insignificant to guys, but girls remember every single thing. the point is, if you love someone, show more than just love, show that you're sincere. whatever that's wrong, correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me and YC was planning on watching SAW 4 but WTH it's rated R21 and the ticket seller at GV VIVOCITY asked for our IC. so the whole plan was ruined! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, we went to BEN &amp;amp; JERRY's for icecream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his COOKIE COOKIE ICECREAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rzrvh1DeF7I/AAAAAAAABG8/z1_hY2RHAZk/s1600-h/Mmm067-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132678089798457266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rzrvh1DeF7I/AAAAAAAABG8/z1_hY2RHAZk/s320/Mmm067-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my HOT FUDGE ICECREAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzrvilDeF8I/AAAAAAAABHE/5_K694bbi1I/s1600-h/Mmm066-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132678102683359170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzrvilDeF8I/AAAAAAAABHE/5_K694bbi1I/s320/Mmm066-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea i know, FATTENING, but i've been a really good girl these few days, stayed at home EVERYDAY since Saturday and only ate at home.. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kiddies playing mud water at Vivo &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rzrvi1DeF9I/AAAAAAAABHM/3lvHIiNlwqA/s1600-h/Mmm062-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132678106978326482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rzrvi1DeF9I/AAAAAAAABHM/3lvHIiNlwqA/s320/Mmm062-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm all GREEN, and LOVING it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzrvjFDeF-I/AAAAAAAABHU/cBwc7Z_Er1I/s1600-h/Mmm065-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132678111273293794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzrvjFDeF-I/AAAAAAAABHU/cBwc7Z_Er1I/s320/Mmm065-1.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/32377001-8959597738548983272?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8959597738548983272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=8959597738548983272' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8959597738548983272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/8959597738548983272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/eat-and-make-up.html' title='EAT and make up'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rzrvh1DeF7I/AAAAAAAABG8/z1_hY2RHAZk/s72-c/Mmm067-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3132986593090009844</id><published>2007-11-12T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:06:40.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the happiest feeling in the world to be able to give it all to make someone happy, but when he doesnt appreciate it, your world comes tumbling down because it seems like everything you've done make you feel like you're such a fool for contributing so much but get nothing in return but mockery and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is such a silly thing. i dont like it most of the time. because it takes two hands to clap, and it seems like im down with only one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3132986593090009844?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3132986593090009844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3132986593090009844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3132986593090009844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3132986593090009844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-happiest-feeling-in-world-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4730513180211400067</id><published>2007-11-10T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:08:09.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the airport to slack last night.. 12am to 6am.. gonna check out the new Terminal 3 soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this aunty had a very FRIENDLY face, and kept on closing and opening her eyes like a cat. i really liked her FRIENDLY face. (note the sarcasm) &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFH7ehUzI/AAAAAAAABGE/3oZVtdor5eM/s1600-h/Mmm038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131224090474009394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFH7ehUzI/AAAAAAAABGE/3oZVtdor5eM/s320/Mmm038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go barefoot, because the floor was damn nice to walk on, plus my feet hurt. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFILehU0I/AAAAAAAABGM/PG0Julz4fKE/s1600-h/Mmm040-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131224094768976706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFILehU0I/AAAAAAAABGM/PG0Julz4fKE/s320/Mmm040-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFIbehU1I/AAAAAAAABGU/NgmaXAQx-0Y/s1600-h/Mmm041-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131224099063944018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFIbehU1I/AAAAAAAABGU/NgmaXAQx-0Y/s320/Mmm041-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, monkey did not sleep, unlike the previous time we went. time went by quite fast actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! NEVER EVER TRY THE MCD 'BIG BREAKFAST'!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i finally tried the measly breakfast they called BIG. WTH. the advertisement pic and real thing differ a lot okay! big big disappointment cos i wanted to try it since duno how long ago, and when i did, i wasnt even FULL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to IMM tonight. waited for the bus for quite a while so decided to take pics.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA he got sunburnt from his trip to Sentosa, poor thing!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFIbehU2I/AAAAAAAABGc/czgq68yiYAo/s1600-h/Mmm043-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131224099063944034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFIbehU2I/AAAAAAAABGc/czgq68yiYAo/s320/Mmm043-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NEW LOVE! strawberry + blueberry icecream from AZABU SABO&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFIrehU3I/AAAAAAAABGk/M6FRdPQ4CFw/s1600-h/Mmm045-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131224103358911346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFIrehU3I/AAAAAAAABGk/M6FRdPQ4CFw/s320/Mmm045-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;monkey's chocolate, which did not taste as sweet but i liked it too&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFUrehU4I/AAAAAAAABGs/L5vQTvWIAhQ/s1600-h/Mmm050-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131224309517341570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFUrehU4I/AAAAAAAABGs/L5vQTvWIAhQ/s320/Mmm050-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to KL on December 5th for some fun, shopping and meeting up with friends especially the PIG tracy whom i maybe wont meet when i go back to kuching on Jan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4730513180211400067?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4730513180211400067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4730513180211400067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4730513180211400067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4730513180211400067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-to-airport-to-slack-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzXFH7ehUzI/AAAAAAAABGE/3oZVtdor5eM/s72-c/Mmm038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-827035918750780159</id><published>2007-11-09T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:02:33.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Th-th-that that don't kill me CAN ONLY MAKE ME STRONGER</title><content type='html'>went out with Sing Hui yesterday..she's here to work so its nice to have more friends around! it was a public holiday and so the city was packed with lots and lots of people. sometimes i really dislike city life, think about it. u work/study during the weekdays and finally the weekend or holiday is here but you cant go out cos there are people everywhere and u get pushed and shoved around until you dont feel like buying or looking at things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, we managed to shop a bit. it was great to be out of my room!! look at the cute green basket bag, i bought it for half price!! $24.50 nia eh~ bags here are quite expensive so i dont really buy them, i onli bought 4 bags here (1 is given by SHIT for my bday present)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPyxbehUrI/AAAAAAAABFE/icQyvbdmxBk/s1600-h/DSC00718-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130711331508409010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPyxbehUrI/AAAAAAAABFE/icQyvbdmxBk/s320/DSC00718-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPyG7ehUmI/AAAAAAAABEc/YFJNg1dvR5o/s1600-h/DSC00721-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130710601363968610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPyG7ehUmI/AAAAAAAABEc/YFJNg1dvR5o/s320/DSC00721-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPyHLehUnI/AAAAAAAABEk/9eIghlc_wDs/s1600-h/DSC00723-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130710605658935922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPyHLehUnI/AAAAAAAABEk/9eIghlc_wDs/s320/DSC00723-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.we took this in front of the salesman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey - black, dark, sunburnt somemore&lt;br /&gt;green - getting fairer and fairer despite the big sun in singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzDbehUsI/AAAAAAAABFM/ByaZ3eSIJQE/s1600-h/Mmm012-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130711640746054338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzDbehUsI/AAAAAAAABFM/ByaZ3eSIJQE/s320/Mmm012-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nid to lose another 2kg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzDbehUtI/AAAAAAAABFU/c3KKqLLEpwI/s1600-h/Mmm019-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130711640746054354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzDbehUtI/AAAAAAAABFU/c3KKqLLEpwI/s320/Mmm019-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so naked taking pics without make up&lt;br /&gt;eh i very long time no camwhore liaw hor.. today suddenly have the mood, plus im getting bored of watching movies.. just finished Heroes S2 EP7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzDrehUuI/AAAAAAAABFc/ygAgE2qdQmY/s1600-h/Mmm022-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130711645041021666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzDrehUuI/AAAAAAAABFc/ygAgE2qdQmY/s320/Mmm022-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the difference between the pictures below? first is without make up, eyebrow thicker(shit~ nid to trim my eyebrow but i dont dare, nid to wait until get back to kch!!)&lt;br /&gt;second one of cos nicer looking la. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzDrehUvI/AAAAAAAABFk/FrE7x8siMhY/s1600-h/Mmm031-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130711645041021682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzDrehUvI/AAAAAAAABFk/FrE7x8siMhY/s320/Mmm031-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzD7ehUwI/AAAAAAAABFs/W9bFBY1QsQM/s1600-h/What016-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130711649335988994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzPzD7ehUwI/AAAAAAAABFs/W9bFBY1QsQM/s320/What016-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok before this post becomes entirely bimbotic, here's the lyric of the song STRONGER by, no not britney spears, but Kanye West.&lt;br /&gt;i tell u that man is superbly genious. and daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he has his own style, make loads of $dough/money$ out of his own ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, if u see the video for Stronger, u will notice him wearing this pair of weird bt cool(?) glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzP2v7ehUxI/AAAAAAAABF0/cAzL8lQfbS0/s1600-h/kanye_west_shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130715703785116434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzP2v7ehUxI/AAAAAAAABF0/cAzL8lQfbS0/s320/kanye_west_shades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzP2wLehUyI/AAAAAAAABF8/Q98atgExpnE/s1600-h/kanyewest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130715708080083746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RzP2wLehUyI/AAAAAAAABF8/Q98atgExpnE/s320/kanyewest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u even dare to walk out of ur house with this pair of glasses? if u do, well good news for u!&lt;br /&gt;Official replicas of “Kanye’s Stronger Glasses” will be released on http://www.kanyewest.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wont be long before the streets are filled with people wearing these duno-really-can-see-through-o-not glasses, i hope they come out in green, and cost like $5 onli. i'll be their first customer HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Work it, make it, do it,&lt;br /&gt;Makes us harder, better, faster, STRONGER!) [played throughout]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Work it harder make it better,&lt;br /&gt;do it faster makes us stronger,&lt;br /&gt;more than ever, hour after&lt;br /&gt;hour work is never over ) [played throughout]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th-th-that that don't kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Can only make me stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I need you to hurry up now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't wait much longer&lt;br /&gt;I know I got to be right now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't get much wronger&lt;br /&gt;Man I been waitin' all night now&lt;br /&gt;That's how long I've been on ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;I need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get lost tonight&lt;br /&gt;You could be my black Kate Moss tonight&lt;br /&gt;Play secretary, I'm the boss tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And you don't give a f**k what they all say, right?&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, the Christian in Christian Dior&lt;br /&gt;Damn they don't make 'em like this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I ask, cause I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;Do anybody make real shit anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Bow in the presence of greatness&lt;br /&gt;Cause right now thou has forsaken us&lt;br /&gt;You should be honored by my lateness&lt;br /&gt;That I would even show up to this fake shit&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead go nuts, go ape shit&lt;br /&gt;Especially in my pastel, all my bape shit&lt;br /&gt;Act like you can't tell who made this&lt;br /&gt;New gospel homey take six, and take this, haters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-n-now th-that that don't kill me&lt;br /&gt;Can only make me stronger&lt;br /&gt;I need you to hurry up now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't wait much longer&lt;br /&gt;I know I got to be right now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't get much wronger&lt;br /&gt;Man I been waitin' all night now&lt;br /&gt;That's how long I've been on ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;I need (Me likey) ya right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you got a man or not&lt;br /&gt;If you made plans or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God put me in your plans or not&lt;br /&gt;I'm trippin', this drink got me sayin' alot&lt;br /&gt;But I know that God put you in front of me&lt;br /&gt;So how the hell could you front on me&lt;br /&gt;There's a thousand yous&lt;br /&gt;And only one of me&lt;br /&gt;[Stronger lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trippin', I'm caught up in the moment right?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's Louis Vuitton Don night&lt;br /&gt;So we goin' do everything that Kan like&lt;br /&gt;Heard they'd do anything for a Klondike&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd do anything for a blonde dyke&lt;br /&gt;And she'll do anything for the limelight&lt;br /&gt;And we'll do anything when the time's right&lt;br /&gt;Uh, baby you're makin' it&lt;br /&gt;(Harder, better, faster, stronger)oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th-that that don't kill me(oh)&lt;br /&gt;Can only make me stronger(oh)&lt;br /&gt;I need you to hurry up now(oh)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't wait much longer(oh)&lt;br /&gt;I know I got to be right now(oh)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't get much wronger(oh)&lt;br /&gt;Man I been waitin' all night now&lt;br /&gt;That's how long I've been on ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;I need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how long I've been on ya?&lt;br /&gt;Since prince was on Apollonia&lt;br /&gt;Since OJ had Isotoners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like I never told ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like I never told ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like I never told ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like I never told ya&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like I never told ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, baby you're makin' it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Harder, better, faster, stronger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-n-now th-that that don't kill me&lt;br /&gt;Can only make me stronger&lt;br /&gt;I need you to hurry up now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't wait much longer&lt;br /&gt;I know I got to be right now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't get much wronger&lt;br /&gt;Man I been waitin' all night now&lt;br /&gt;That's how long I've been on ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;I need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;I need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;i need ya right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never over&lt;br /&gt;Never over&lt;br /&gt;Never over&lt;br /&gt;Never over&lt;br /&gt;Never over&lt;br /&gt;Never over&lt;br /&gt;Never over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-827035918750780159?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/827035918750780159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=827035918750780159' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5398090766202916245</id><published>2007-11-06T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:57:57.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我不配</title><content type='html'>new song from JAY~ love this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMXGryVn058&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMXGryVn058&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;詞：方文山曲：周杰倫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這街上太擁擠，太多人有祕密，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;玻璃上有霧氣，誰被隱藏起過 去妳臉上的情緒，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在還原那場雨這巷弄太過彎曲走不回故事裡這日子不再綠，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又斑駁了幾句 ，剩下搬空回憶的我在大房子裡，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影院的座椅隔遙遠的距離，感情沒有對手戲，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳跟自己 下棋還來不及，仔仔細細，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寫下妳的關於描述我如何愛妳，妳卻微笑的離我而去這感覺已經 不對，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力在挽回一些些應該體貼的感覺，我沒給妳嘟嘴許的願望很卑微，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在妥協是我忽 略妳不過要人陪這感覺已經不對，我最後才了解一頁頁不忍翻閱的情節，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳好累妳默背為我 掉過幾次淚，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多憔悴而我心碎，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳受罪，妳的美，我不配&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5398090766202916245?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5398090766202916245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5398090766202916245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5398090766202916245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5398090766202916245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='我不配'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-7297792198866453353</id><published>2007-11-04T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:13:44.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;debbie is temporary dead because&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cristiano Ronaldo is so handsome &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some black guy from arsenal scored last minute goal WTF.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;seeing monkey's gleeing face -_-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bored bored bored bored of life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stupid west coast park is so small &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no extra money to spend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;too much meat on stomach and face and legs and arms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep deprived........ NOT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stomach cramps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;too much SUSHI teheeeee envy me =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-7297792198866453353?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7297792198866453353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=7297792198866453353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7297792198866453353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/7297792198866453353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/debbie-is-temporary-dead-because.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-5342221991044257045</id><published>2007-11-02T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T20:38:10.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help me!!</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHH i cant stand this life~ it's so boring !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have nothing to do until December.. cb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched 4 movies today, and im so tired to even watch Heroes ep 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks, cos it's boring as hell -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nid more cash so i can shop everyday cos i dont like staying at home doing nothing, and it's just been one day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-5342221991044257045?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5342221991044257045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=5342221991044257045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5342221991044257045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/5342221991044257045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/11/help-me.html' title='help me!!'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-387388686538357141</id><published>2007-10-31T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:15:39.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more sushi please.....</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was SUSHI BUFFET DAY for us cos it's once in a while that YC has free time in the afternoon~~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Sakae Sushi @ Heeren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiRQ4gJ1NI/AAAAAAAABB8/DoRfvkmVV7k/s1600-h/30102007(010)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127507894992491730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiRQ4gJ1NI/AAAAAAAABB8/DoRfvkmVV7k/s320/30102007(010)-1.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;Participants:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;me and YC/Monkey/BF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiRmIgJ1OI/AAAAAAAABCE/VayLlz4itS8/s1600-h/DSC01044-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127508260064711906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiRmIgJ1OI/AAAAAAAABCE/VayLlz4itS8/s320/DSC01044-1.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;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lorenzo &lt;/s&gt;Jet and LiLing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiRmogJ1PI/AAAAAAAABCM/jt_LBCqwFIk/s1600-h/DSC01045-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127508268654646514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiRmogJ1PI/AAAAAAAABCM/jt_LBCqwFIk/s320/DSC01045-1.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;Process: EAT EAT n EAT (ok the pics were taken after we have finished eating but you get the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiTDogJ1TI/AAAAAAAABCs/MKBaQ69xebc/s1600-h/30102007(017)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127509866382480690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiTDogJ1TI/AAAAAAAABCs/MKBaQ69xebc/s320/30102007(017)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiTEYgJ1UI/AAAAAAAABC0/gqVuARQsU0I/s1600-h/30102007(019)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127509879267382594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiTEYgJ1UI/AAAAAAAABC0/gqVuARQsU0I/s320/30102007(019)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big eater Jet introduced all kinds of sushi for us that we normally wouldn't touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiScYgJ1QI/AAAAAAAABCU/0nilSEG_uz4/s1600-h/30102007(005)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127509192072615170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiScYgJ1QI/AAAAAAAABCU/0nilSEG_uz4/s320/30102007(005)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiScogJ1RI/AAAAAAAABCc/AqRqAbufVu8/s1600-h/DSC01050-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127509196367582482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiScogJ1RI/AAAAAAAABCc/AqRqAbufVu8/s320/DSC01050-1.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and YC did not want our plates to be taken by the waitresses because we wanted to compete who ate more ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Left&lt;/span&gt; is me. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Right&lt;/span&gt; is him&lt;/s&gt; ah shit its all jumbled up~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiU04gJ1ZI/AAAAAAAABDc/KLIa19NXdWY/s1600-h/30102007(003)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127511812002665874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiU04gJ1ZI/AAAAAAAABDc/KLIa19NXdWY/s320/30102007(003)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiSc4gJ1SI/AAAAAAAABCk/KmqSrUtFD0I/s1600-h/30102007(013)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127509200662549794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiSc4gJ1SI/AAAAAAAABCk/KmqSrUtFD0I/s320/30102007(013)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiVmIgJ1bI/AAAAAAAABDs/35Sd66cAl1I/s1600-h/30102007(002)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127512658111223218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiVmIgJ1bI/AAAAAAAABDs/35Sd66cAl1I/s320/30102007(002)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiVk4gJ1aI/AAAAAAAABDk/I7W2CASC7VU/s1600-h/30102007(001)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127512636636386722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiVk4gJ1aI/AAAAAAAABDk/I7W2CASC7VU/s320/30102007(001)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiUKogJ1XI/AAAAAAAABDM/GKe_H--NYu0/s1600-h/DSC01046-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127511086153192818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiUKogJ1XI/AAAAAAAABDM/GKe_H--NYu0/s320/DSC01046-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiULIgJ1YI/AAAAAAAABDU/EOIsNhZ9hdw/s1600-h/DSC01047-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127511094743127426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiULIgJ1YI/AAAAAAAABDU/EOIsNhZ9hdw/s320/DSC01047-1.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end he won me by 1 plate! cheh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;me: 14. him: 15&lt;br /&gt;plus we had other kinds of food that were not served in the plates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiXNogJ1eI/AAAAAAAABEE/mVcAomhOz5Y/s1600-h/30102007(014)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127514436227683810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiXNogJ1eI/AAAAAAAABEE/mVcAomhOz5Y/s320/30102007(014)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job well done! your head!!!!!!!! we were so full we couldnt move!!&lt;br /&gt;li ling and i wanted to puke ah~ was so suffering~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiWvIgJ1cI/AAAAAAAABD0/VnZjVK0yQTE/s1600-h/DSC01049-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127513912241673666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiWvIgJ1cI/AAAAAAAABD0/VnZjVK0yQTE/s320/DSC01049-1.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;LiLing and Jet's plates were taken by the waitress so couldnt count theirs.. i seriously think Jet ate more than us~ hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiWwogJ1dI/AAAAAAAABD8/R_lroat5Bx8/s1600-h/30102007(009)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127513938011477458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiWwogJ1dI/AAAAAAAABD8/R_lroat5Bx8/s320/30102007(009)-1.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;action King II Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiXOogJ1fI/AAAAAAAABEM/gRCtriFUCn8/s1600-h/30102007(021)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127514453407553010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiXOogJ1fI/AAAAAAAABEM/gRCtriFUCn8/s320/30102007(021)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiXO4gJ1gI/AAAAAAAABEU/_Uzf30W5FoM/s1600-h/30102007(022)-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127514457702520322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiXO4gJ1gI/AAAAAAAABEU/_Uzf30W5FoM/s320/30102007(022)-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO MORE SUSHI FOR GODKNOWSHOWMANY YEARS PLEASE!!!! &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/32377001-387388686538357141?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/387388686538357141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=387388686538357141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/387388686538357141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/387388686538357141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-more-sushi-please.html' title='no more sushi please.....'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/RyiRQ4gJ1NI/AAAAAAAABB8/DoRfvkmVV7k/s72-c/30102007(010)-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3498415482940612164</id><published>2007-10-29T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T12:51:50.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe</title><content type='html'>being a girl is so tiring! we are subjected to peer pressure everyday, YES EVERYDAY. im not kidding okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we wake up, we have to wash our face with lots of facial wash to avoid stupid pimples! (and brush teeth la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we have to decide what to wear to go to school/out! that's so hectic you know, my room is always messy because i keep changing into different clothes to find the perfect outfit. and sometimes when i have bloated stomach even worst, have to find those loose loose outfits and still have to look good in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's the hair. my hair sucks now so i'm a little sad to talk about it. wonder how am i going to deal with it when i go back to kuching.. perm it again? straighten it? cut everything off and let it grow again? but i love long hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me started on the make up. i take 20 mins to apply good make up. hehe.. but i love it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoes: i love high heels cos they make my legs look slimmer and make me look so tall hehehehe but they are damn hard to walk around with. i can stand walking around with heels all day, but at the end of the day, OMFG it hurts no matter wad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about food? we constantly have to be careful of what we eat because excess food can cause us to think we are going to become fatter, which is the truth of course. now most of my good friends are going on diet, isnt it peer pressure to cause us to do it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all know we cant get the best of both worlds. if you want to eat, you have to exercise. you cant eat and not exercise and remain the same weight (except darn EVA WONG!!) i'm damn lazy to exercise but i HAVE to because i love to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be fooled by those celebrities that eat a lot in TV for the food shows and seem to never gain weight, I bet you 100 bucks they go to the gym everyday after the show just to burn out the calories they gain eating NICE FOOD ON TV. yes they do~ unless they puke the food out which is another sad case la..&lt;br /&gt;(i tried putting my finger in my mouth and irritate my throat to make the food come out but it never works no matter how i try)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about etiquette?? i dont believe that girls should be gentle while eating. i remember i used to pretend to be demure while eating with people i just met for the first time. because i am a really fast eater, i had to bite small pieces of the food just to wait for the people to finish before me to avoid being called gluttonous. i did not like it a bit! unlike most people, i think good food have to be eaten fast, unless i hate the food so i chew slowly while thinking of ways to get rid of them before i have to finish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, we also have to watch how we talk, how we sit, how we groom, how we carry ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;when guys sit with their legs apart, people call them macho. when we girls do it? they call us slutty. what the heck? when guys smoke, people say they're manly, when we girls smoke, they say we're bad girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like being a girl. because i believe that this world, no matter how people try to deny it, there's biasness everywhere. yes, and girls have the advantage. people will stop to help a damsel in distress but they expect guys to help themselves haha.. so there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;BEAUTY HURTS, BUT IT'S WORTH IT&lt;/span&gt;. that is, if people notice it. pressure is what drives us girls to want to look good.&lt;br /&gt;ask any girl, she'll tell you the same. so guys, please appreciate the efforts girls put in to look good for you. a simple compliment like 'you look good' will light up a girl's day.&lt;br /&gt;dont stick to 'you are fat' everyday no matter how hard the girl tries to appear thinner, unless you want her to be anorexic, i advise u to choose your words carefully before you say it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad the definition for BEAUTY everywhere is tall, thin and a pretty face. i just wish the 'thin' word can change to 'meaty' =P i wont complain about being tall, i like my height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im just bored and the fact that i went to the gym this morning makes me happy haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone know ways to make yourself shit easier? seriously. constipation problem again!-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3498415482940612164?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3498415482940612164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3498415482940612164' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3498415482940612164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3498415482940612164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/10/hehehe.html' title='hehehe'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-3969625836188690106</id><published>2007-10-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:58:26.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iKXX6Fwxk1Y&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iKXX6Fwxk1Y&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this video at www.doingitbecauseican.blogspot.com and did a little research.. what i found out was that ancient Mayans that had created the calendar ended it on December 21 year 2012. what does this really mean? some say it predicts the end of our world and the start of a New World Age. but does this really signify that our world is going to end being destroyed by this huge meteorite no one can stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that had come to my mind when i saw this video was that no one can ever survive this, and if this is really true, i have to be home to be with my family! so many things to do, yet so little time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-3969625836188690106?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3969625836188690106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=3969625836188690106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3969625836188690106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/3969625836188690106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_27.html' title='End of the world'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-6094310809792063907</id><published>2007-10-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:34:09.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>porridge and cabinet</title><content type='html'>people who know me well know that i have this bad habit of owning too much things, i dont really throw away things. like plastic bags, i collect them. i dont exactly know why, but i just like it. ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i bought a cabinet from IKEA on Monday. i had my eye on it for quite a while now, and finally went to buy it because i couldnt stand my room's messiness. u shud be happy i wont be showing u the mess, onli YC knows, and sometimes he cant stand it too. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my worker (YENCHANG) helped me fix up the cabinet while i cooked porridge for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time cooking porridge okay!! haha i was frantic in the kitchen, because i dont really know the timing, plus i had to add in veges and eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally finished cooking the 'porridge', it looked more like rice, tasted more like rice. -_- i think i put too little water.. BUT HEY at least i know how to cook rice now! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may i present to you our dinner : rice/porridge with eggs and spinach and brocolli plus vegetarian curry which tasted so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7HrawPBII/AAAAAAAABAk/PfDusqBc4vI/s1600-h/Not065-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124752974724138114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7HrawPBII/AAAAAAAABAk/PfDusqBc4vI/s320/Not065-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i think i'm getting pro-er in kitchen day by day! i cut fruits very fast now, soup mee is my speciality, i know how to boil eggs(yes i did not know that when i was in KCH), i make damn good egg sandwich HAHA, i know how to cook spaghetti(!!), and finally in the process of mastering the ART of cooking rice/porridge. BITE ME! lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worker at work&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124752979019105426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7HrqwPBJI/AAAAAAAABAs/fitDIpGJcgQ/s320/Not066-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got distracted by my shoes but i m still too lazy to arrange them because everytime i do, they'll end up like that again. so what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7HrqwPBKI/AAAAAAAABA0/fK45H_3pzhc/s1600-h/Not068-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124752979019105442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7HrqwPBKI/AAAAAAAABA0/fK45H_3pzhc/s320/Not068-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7HrqwPBKI/AAAAAAAABA0/fK45H_3pzhc/s1600-h/Not068-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worker likes to smell my shoes. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124752979019105458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7HrqwPBLI/AAAAAAAABA8/Sk0wOc8PehU/s320/Not069-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabinet's half done! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7Hr6wPBMI/AAAAAAAABBE/ZdCDwHMCjFk/s1600-h/Not070-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124752983314072770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7Hr6wPBMI/AAAAAAAABBE/ZdCDwHMCjFk/s320/Not070-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7I36wPBNI/AAAAAAAABBM/gvET_fwJib4/s1600-h/Not071-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124754288984130770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7I36wPBNI/AAAAAAAABBM/gvET_fwJib4/s320/Not071-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we needed a hammer to knock the nails in the back of the cabinet but we didn't have it so.....&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7I4KwPBOI/AAAAAAAABBU/iiI67Jfr0Gc/s1600-h/Not072-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124754293279098082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7I4KwPBOI/AAAAAAAABBU/iiI67Jfr0Gc/s320/Not072-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SEE! my shoes are good for a lot of things okay!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7I4KwPBPI/AAAAAAAABBc/5jIQ3gGdK5k/s1600-h/Not073-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124754293279098098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7I4KwPBPI/AAAAAAAABBc/5jIQ3gGdK5k/s320/Not073-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FINALLY it's done! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7I4awPBQI/AAAAAAAABBk/dxUet5qhXcs/s1600-h/Not074-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124754297574065410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7I4awPBQI/AAAAAAAABBk/dxUet5qhXcs/s320/Not074-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fits just perfectly with the space~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my lunch today which looked and tasted more like porridge! it took me 20 minutes to cook this small meal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7KrqwPBRI/AAAAAAAABBs/s1qvbUQsRCw/s1600-h/Gaga-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124756277553988882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7KrqwPBRI/AAAAAAAABBs/s1qvbUQsRCw/s320/Gaga-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7KrqwPBSI/AAAAAAAABB0/TBpWAc_dlz0/s1600-h/Gagaga-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124756277553988898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7KrqwPBSI/AAAAAAAABB0/TBpWAc_dlz0/s320/Gagaga-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me credit ba!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-6094310809792063907?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6094310809792063907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=6094310809792063907' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6094310809792063907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/6094310809792063907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/10/porridge-and-cabinet.html' title='porridge and cabinet'/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rx7HrawPBII/AAAAAAAABAk/PfDusqBc4vI/s72-c/Not065-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-4602682723452459692</id><published>2007-10-22T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:24:51.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOI FRIDAY JUST SAY WAN DIET NIA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been having supper for two nights straight!! shit la!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos landlady and family have supper every night.. they gave me some and i had to eat in front of them~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how woi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-4602682723452459692?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4602682723452459692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=4602682723452459692' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4602682723452459692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/4602682723452459692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/10/woi-friday-just-say-wan-diet-nia-and.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32377001.post-1529657568054728710</id><published>2007-10-21T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:09:49.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rxt5tawPBHI/AAAAAAAABAc/-i9brafGi4o/s1600-h/enigma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rxt5tawPBHI/AAAAAAAABAc/-i9brafGi4o/s400/enigma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123822822246777970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32377001-1529657568054728710?l=miiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1529657568054728710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32377001&amp;postID=1529657568054728710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1529657568054728710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32377001/posts/default/1529657568054728710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miiro.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>miiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09633789179897102958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/jieyingjy/jy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_rHrDIgIfJGA/Rxt5tawPBHI/AAAAAAAABAc/-i9brafGi4o/s72-c/enigma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
