<?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-2570173165845498146</id><updated>2012-01-31T20:53:00.767+08:00</updated><category term='mobile uploads'/><category term='money $$ money'/><category term='week'/><category term='Degree'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='activites'/><category term='weak'/><category term='2011'/><category term='SAM 09'/><category term='losers'/><category term='untitled'/><category term='fucked-up'/><category term='events'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='adrenaline rush'/><category term='assignments'/><category term='emo sial'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='home'/><category term='meow'/><category term='chillaxing'/><category term='-.-'/><category term='complaints'/><category term='obsession'/><category term='class'/><category term='myself'/><category term='optimistic'/><category term='designers'/><category term='friends'/><category term='gimme-a-break'/><category term='so-called buddy'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Eva Ho'/><category term='self-management'/><category term='experience'/><category term='World Cup'/><category term='2010'/><category term='college'/><category term='jungling/foresting'/><category term='MY-man'/><category term='life'/><category term='bastards'/><category term='BB'/><category term='dead'/><category term='day'/><category term='tests'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='smiles'/><category term='day Nuffnang'/><category term='plagiarism'/><category term='food'/><category term='tolong saya'/><category term='impact'/><category term='insanity'/><category term='nocturnal'/><category term='EXAMS'/><category term='emotional'/><category term='dietplanfail'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='love'/><category term='eff eff eff'/><category term='university'/><category term='Nuffnang'/><category term='wtfness'/><title type='text'>Pit-Stop</title><subtitle type='html'>None of us is as smart as all of us.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>324</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-6414728313798336022</id><published>2012-01-18T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:39:18.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metacognition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last Monday didn't go as I planned (yet again, what did). I could only fall asleep after the sunrise, and when I woke up, I'd heard that the electricity bill for the past month went up to a total of RM3++.++&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLph7UUF-rQ/TxY6Um7JGBI/AAAAAAAACVY/mfPwfZACUnI/s1600/OhCrap.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="462" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLph7UUF-rQ/TxY6Um7JGBI/AAAAAAAACVY/mfPwfZACUnI/s640/OhCrap.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my expression wtf&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, I'm &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;a big consumer of electricity. I save heck a lot and I rarely turn on the air conditioner unless the weather becomes so dry and hot (like now during CNY fml) so when I heard that the bill went up to RM3++ cereals in my mouth literally went..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCP5LC_Y0cY/TxY6BiIfEyI/AAAAAAAACVQ/pYXj0lt7Y8A/s1600/CerealSpitting.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="417" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCP5LC_Y0cY/TxY6BiIfEyI/AAAAAAAACVQ/pYXj0lt7Y8A/s640/CerealSpitting.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thankfully after some settlement with the management office, they decided to somehow decrease the price to RM1++.++ wtf. It baffles me when the management simply lower the price like that without double-checking the meter; they said it happens all the time and that it's common. WTF?? Cibai punya management wtf.&amp;nbsp;After settling all this shit I was rushing for my class at 3PM, and then it was 2PM wtf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then it struck me that I had so much to do in college and I need to get my ass there ASAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While I was recollecting I was so close to the verge of giving up and deciding to stay in, then wrap myself in my blanket and watch some chick flick on my laptop. I do this each time I feel frustrated and I needed to be alone, away from people, from the crowd. Yet again I did a reality check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was painful to get out of my comfort zone but it's really difficult sometimes. To me, my comfort zone is a paradox because as much as it is giving me the satisfaction to be in the area of being &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt;cozy and hearty, it only drags me down even lower because I'm not getting myself out there. I'm not exposing myself to the world, and I'm not doing what I am meant to do, what I am supposed to do, what I should be doing. I have been so &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt;to my comfort zone that I'm not willing to step out of it in fear that I'll lose the sense of control to my well-being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had le BF's earplug on my ear and turned on the playlist to a full blast. Nothing better than &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1G4isv_Fylg&amp;amp;ob=av2e" target="_blank"&gt;Paradise by Coldplay&lt;/a&gt; during a stressful early evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had my thinking cap on again, and I was wondering how wonderful others' life could be, and mine just had to be a sucky one. I remember vividly that the weather that evening was dry and hot, my calves burned as I came in contact with the sun's ray. It wasn't a very pleasant day to be out, unless you're under constant pour of cold air in a mall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know myself as being a very ungrateful human being - as a daughter, and a lover - and I find the consistent need to look for reassurance that I am luckier than I think I am. It's not easy for me because I am surrounded by peers who get better, be treated better, and getting shits shoved into their territory without having the trouble to even ask for things they need/not need. It's bad enough that they get things easy, my fucking peers also found the joy to slap it on my face and go nuts for a couple of days until a week later when they get bored and play with new shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think I give them too much amusement. Must excrete poker face next time. MORE pokerface.jpg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You say, "why do you want to care lalalalalala" eh hello there's a reason why I am me and you are you. Go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah anyway, I was thinking and thinking and suddenly Michael Buble came into my playlist wtf. If you know Michael Buble, you'd know that most of his songs are very calming, soothing, very jazzy. I took that as a message from the above that I should calm myself down wtf #psychic #mysticpower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then this song played on shuffle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/6au9tXtGvL4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6au9tXtGvL4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6au9tXtGvL4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;play me play me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then something fell from the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a almost-empty bag of semen powder. OK &lt;i&gt;lah &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;from the sky but the construction site next to my condo wtf. The wind started blowing dusts to my direction and I went ASDFGHJKL!@#$%^&amp;amp;*??!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I looked up to the sky and saw more bags floating and conforming to gravity. Some fell straight to the windshield of cars passing me through and the bags had to follow where it was driven to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are just so much more problems which deserves a much higher priority than mine. Sometimes it's not about you, your friends, your troubles, your rants. It's more than that. It's about your life, your thoughts, your dreams, your heart. I used to be this brat who wants everything my way, and when I don't get it, I'd hate whoever-it-is for as long as I want (actually I still am that brat trololol.jpg) but now I just feel like a bigger person. That when things don't go your way, there's always another alternative to achieve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3HzmhK9PqEg/TxYxJrQcMMI/AAAAAAAACVI/M1n6dw92eyk/s1600/IMG-20120116-01430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3HzmhK9PqEg/TxYxJrQcMMI/AAAAAAAACVI/M1n6dw92eyk/s640/IMG-20120116-01430.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky wasn't as bright anymore; it was duller and could be seen with the naked eye without the unintended &amp;nbsp;ouch-my-eyes-hurt. I still see bags swaying here and there and there were maybe 10 people on the street, and none could be bothered by the presence of the flying objects in the sky. Doesn't it hurt you that your environment is so polluted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to go backpacking around Asia when I'm ready, just to see what's out there that I know not of. Maybe it could be the "something" that curbs the ungrateful spirit in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if my intended figurative message is fathomable by my readers or you just find me crapping about some shit. Which I think I am. &lt;i&gt;Shit&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, if last Monday was back-dated to a year ago, I'd stay in my paradoxically &lt;i&gt;comfort&lt;/i&gt; zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is so, so close. So I'm wishing all my readers or anyone who has happened to stumble upon this humble blog (wtf) a prosper Chinese New Year, and may your year ahead be&lt;b&gt; blessed&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;wealth &lt;/b&gt;and&lt;b&gt; health.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HUAT AHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pps, where's my ang pow? |: I can send you my account number no problem (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-6414728313798336022?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/6414728313798336022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=6414728313798336022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/6414728313798336022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/6414728313798336022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2012/01/last-monday-didnt-go-as-i-planned-yet.html' title='Metacognition'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLph7UUF-rQ/TxY6Um7JGBI/AAAAAAAACVY/mfPwfZACUnI/s72-c/OhCrap.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-3643979557564119622</id><published>2012-01-11T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:57:13.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNBROKEN PROMISE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Hello everybody! I am &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; updating my blog albeit it being super irregular on a daily basis nor is it a weekly one #shame. Nonetheless, I am still updating it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you remember (which I highly doubt any of you did), I did mention about a&lt;b&gt; big &lt;/b&gt;announcement coming right up. And it's really soon now so please do keep coming back! I promise you that it wouldn't be a disappointment because..well, if I expose more it wouldn't really be&lt;i&gt; that &lt;/i&gt;big of a surprise anymore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, I know I said I '&lt;i&gt;promise&lt;/i&gt;' (man I make it sound like it's a major big deal) so I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd most probably announce it tomorrow or the day after, once everything is properly filled and posted. And &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt;I'd need all of y'all support to stay tune more often for..OK I'm telling too much #lipssealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the first few weeks of 2012 have been fairly well to all of you. Mine was running quite well for the first week, the second, I had to juggle with some problems. Thankfully, I have friends who were super caring for me, plus my BF who has always been so supportive and loving (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MOW3qNB1uX0/Tw2vU_wmCxI/AAAAAAAACRc/r8VgC_xIglw/s1600/IMG-20120110-01421_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MOW3qNB1uX0/Tw2vU_wmCxI/AAAAAAAACRc/r8VgC_xIglw/s640/IMG-20120110-01421_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my pillar of strength (L)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, I'VE GAINED SO MUCH FAT! Gosh, my face, my hip, my thighs ASDFGHJKL!@#$%^&amp;amp;*?/ It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I made only one resolution, because I've been fucking myself for the last 20 years, and I know I'm not good at keeping my resolutions in my mind for the rest of the year, yet alone making 'em come true/practicing them. So I'll be having one, and only one resolution this year, in hoping to keep it true, and hopefully my year ahead would be better, brighter, filled with more laughter and good moments with my love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you planning your resolution this year? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-3643979557564119622?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3643979557564119622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=3643979557564119622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3643979557564119622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3643979557564119622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2012/01/unbroken-promise.html' title='UNBROKEN PROMISE!'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MOW3qNB1uX0/Tw2vU_wmCxI/AAAAAAAACRc/r8VgC_xIglw/s72-c/IMG-20120110-01421_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8121721320855458320</id><published>2012-01-01T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:02:04.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of DRAGON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A little too late but well, better late than never (: I hope you (as in my readers if there still any |: , anyone who happened to stumble upon my blog, or you, you, YOU) are in the running to a better year ahead, whether in health, wealth, prosper, aura, relations&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hips, well-being, luck, etc, and that God is always looking after you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I hope all of you were out there having fun, and ushering the New Year by the parade of fireworks with your friends, having fun drinking by the 9GAG board game, or sipping wine at a candlelit dinner with your&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;seres queridos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Be good, be kind, and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; drink, and drive! Happy 2012! Let's pray 2012 is not as bad/real as predicted by the Mayans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have an amazing year ahead, and I wish all of you best of luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;CHEERS EVERYBOBBAYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2570173165845498146-8121721320855458320?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8121721320855458320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8121721320855458320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8121721320855458320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8121721320855458320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-everybody-little-too.html' title='Year of DRAGON'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-4656012374057587040</id><published>2011-12-27T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:39:40.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Question for the Readers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Hello readers (if there is still any)! I'm just out in the balcony and I had this thought in my mind...and I was just thinking (as per usual). I just wanna share my thought and if you bother enough to answer, leave a comment, and if you&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;bother/don't want to leave a comment then lol by all means (BUT PLEASE LEAVE YOUR BLOODY ANSWER/COMMENT). Or if there is 0 comment I'd probably assume that...nobody reads my blog #FML #pokerface or my readers are too shy muahahaha #lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story goes out like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you're a burglar (heartless or harmless, either way you're the theft, so it's up to you picture yourself) and you're just walking down the road doing whatever you're doing and suddenly, you caught a house by the corner/wherever and the great news is, there is no one in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house looked great (it can be a house, an apartment, a flat, whatever suits you), looked easy to steal, easy to enter, you're already&amp;nbsp;arranging&amp;nbsp;the master plan, putting the pieces of puzzle together. So, you enter lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw that the door was already unlocked, so you got a little suspicious. But you enter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walked across the living room, it was beautiful, you just&lt;i&gt; had&lt;/i&gt; to admire it for a moment. Everything was organized perfectly, stacked beautifully, you're in &lt;i&gt;awe&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned your head to the balcony and you saw a man/woman (again, whatever, just use your creativity) sitting on the plinth of the balcony. For now I'd be thinking "holy shit WHAT THE FUCK" but I don't know about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a step forward, and then reality struck you. You were there to rob the house == and that man/woman had no idea someone else was in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) do you rob without acknowledging the fact that someone is &lt;i&gt;about&lt;/i&gt; to commit suicide&lt;br /&gt;b) do you put that master plan aside and console the person&lt;br /&gt;c) do you console then rob wtf&lt;br /&gt;d) do you rob every shit you can carry&lt;i&gt; then&lt;/i&gt; come back and console wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, that man/woman may not be committing suicide wtf maybe just admiring the beauty/view from the balcony in a very dangerous/adventurous&amp;nbsp;way. There is no tea pot/a plate of cookies for Santa. Just that person sitting there, maybe weeping a little wtf. OK that person is weeping/sobbing/emo/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now comment down below :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-4656012374057587040?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4656012374057587040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=4656012374057587040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/4656012374057587040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/4656012374057587040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/12/question-for-readers.html' title='A Question for the Readers'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-1593016328791466255</id><published>2011-12-26T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:15:43.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prorogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst part of any part? The waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that bitch? Thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-1593016328791466255?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/1593016328791466255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=1593016328791466255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/1593016328791466255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/1593016328791466255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/12/prorogue.html' title='Prorogue'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-607555023669853383</id><published>2011-12-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:38:42.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untitled'/><title type='text'>Digging Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, the couple of months have been tremendous, with high-and-low, from dramas, to issues, and then to the settlement. For me to actually (and literally) recall/retell is really...improbable. Plus I don't want to break &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;promises WTF that I'll be telling things I really don't...yeahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, just to highlight some of the moments that has happened for the past months (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And I have&amp;nbsp;successfully&amp;nbsp;tied a hair bow! With my short hair, it was super hard! I tried to do it again now, but I've always failed or it becomes super messy ): I don't know the hell I did it in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PpWxr8u_urk/TvH5ms2yqNI/AAAAAAAACOg/JSIpSXsqfeM/s1600/374722_10150497624406869_644886868_10525341_1902972304_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PpWxr8u_urk/TvH5ms2yqNI/AAAAAAAACOg/JSIpSXsqfeM/s1600/374722_10150497624406869_644886868_10525341_1902972304_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book I found in Alexis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QITmgjx_wIc/TvH5qlXyTXI/AAAAAAAACOo/2a-t5tvx03Q/s1600/383837_10150439799771869_644886868_10321256_1035564470_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QITmgjx_wIc/TvH5qlXyTXI/AAAAAAAACOo/2a-t5tvx03Q/s1600/383837_10150439799771869_644886868_10321256_1035564470_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super love this leather jacket from Topshop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZ4hSJhxXds/TvH5sYz7vvI/AAAAAAAACOw/WJdhCi6Q5ok/s1600/310496_10150442490766869_644886868_10339029_843486845_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZ4hSJhxXds/TvH5sYz7vvI/AAAAAAAACOw/WJdhCi6Q5ok/s1600/310496_10150442490766869_644886868_10339029_843486845_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift my boy's sister got for me from London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8o2ftrr36PY/TvH5udE168I/AAAAAAAACO4/_vxmTc1WzZA/s1600/301581_10150400425086869_644886868_10065623_1383397591_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8o2ftrr36PY/TvH5udE168I/AAAAAAAACO4/_vxmTc1WzZA/s1600/301581_10150400425086869_644886868_10065623_1383397591_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've probably gotten better at cooking, or I'm just trying to avoid cognitive dissonance WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is my own homemade tuna sandwich! I just &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Subway's tuna sandwich, and it kills me because I could have make my own at home (since all the ingredients are readily available at the supermarket, besides Subway's freshly made bread) and by making it on my own, I could add more oil, more cheese, more anything and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3_vdcaeL1o/TvH5vvI1ypI/AAAAAAAACPA/ZQ_xCmUU_08/s1600/317603_10150456652521869_644886868_10393722_1621713150_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3_vdcaeL1o/TvH5vvI1ypI/AAAAAAAACPA/ZQ_xCmUU_08/s1600/317603_10150456652521869_644886868_10393722_1621713150_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Self-made garlic bread, tuna mayo, scrambled eggs, and ripen tomatoes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;But...it turns out that Subway bread makes a difference T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pancakes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzdpV4bLQuI/TvH5w2qDbpI/AAAAAAAACPI/LoBsKJAfQAI/s1600/388066_10150511947046869_644886868_10566335_1587616663_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzdpV4bLQuI/TvH5w2qDbpI/AAAAAAAACPI/LoBsKJAfQAI/s1600/388066_10150511947046869_644886868_10566335_1587616663_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Milk chocolate-centered-pancake; butter and maple syrup absent&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my boy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8Y2KgT0axQ/TvH5yf4vmQI/AAAAAAAACPQ/tw3FR6UI3hc/s1600/291826_10150381524666869_644886868_9950593_749434559_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8Y2KgT0axQ/TvH5yf4vmQI/AAAAAAAACPQ/tw3FR6UI3hc/s1600/291826_10150381524666869_644886868_9950593_749434559_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le Boy &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Christmas is reeeealy, soon, and so is my birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-607555023669853383?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/607555023669853383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=607555023669853383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/607555023669853383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/607555023669853383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/12/digging-memories.html' title='Digging Memories'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PpWxr8u_urk/TvH5ms2yqNI/AAAAAAAACOg/JSIpSXsqfeM/s72-c/374722_10150497624406869_644886868_10525341_1902972304_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-849966615885199239</id><published>2011-12-16T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:21:37.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECESS TO AN END</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Sorry for the long break! Truth is I wasn't busy, I'm only that lazy to update my blog and I &amp;nbsp;haven't really been able to find my "mojo" until weeks ago when my BF asked why didn't I update my blog. So I am officially bringing this blog up to live, and I shall pamper this site to many many more posts to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having a pretty big announcement to come, so do stay tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished my final exam for my final semester, and just so I thought I could get a break, everything suddenly filled the blanks in the empty holes, but thankfully they fitted well. Once everything falls into place, I'll be sure to make it huge! Just hope I didn't lose that much reader wtf maybe I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-849966615885199239?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/849966615885199239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=849966615885199239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/849966615885199239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/849966615885199239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/12/recess-to-end.html' title='RECESS TO AN END'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8408500712635159259</id><published>2011-12-01T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:33:41.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untitled'/><title type='text'>After 5 long months,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;I'LL BE BACK AFTER MY FINALS. WATCH ME.&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/2570173165845498146-8408500712635159259?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8408500712635159259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8408500712635159259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8408500712635159259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8408500712635159259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/12/after-5-long-months.html' title='After 5 long months,'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-4392877015008983180</id><published>2011-06-13T22:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T22:50:11.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mobile uploads'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cew685-VIXs/TfYeh6Ot4gI/AAAAAAAACKs/3zRgAaBRwgY/s1600/IMG-20110613-00103.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cew685-VIXs/TfYeh6Ot4gI/AAAAAAAACKs/3zRgAaBRwgY/s400/IMG-20110613-00103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617711153106772482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fo3UuXiXXU8/TfYeg0veVoI/AAAAAAAACKc/zZ8g2DUaUWM/s1600/IMG-20110608-00059.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fo3UuXiXXU8/TfYeg0veVoI/AAAAAAAACKc/zZ8g2DUaUWM/s400/IMG-20110608-00059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617711134453683842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greetings! uploading this post via my new white bold3! #showoff.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gained weight, did i? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kungfu panda 2 was aweesomeeee; wings of justice, kakauuu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok bais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          teehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-4392877015008983180?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4392877015008983180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=4392877015008983180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/4392877015008983180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/4392877015008983180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/06/greetings-uploading-this-post-via-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cew685-VIXs/TfYeh6Ot4gI/AAAAAAAACKs/3zRgAaBRwgY/s72-c/IMG-20110613-00103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8383766635326386515</id><published>2011-05-18T08:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:31:51.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dietplanfail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-.-'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><title type='text'>QUANTITY</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I have, (maybe in an average) of 130 readers per month.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what, I think, it could be an achievement/something good 'cause I'm quite happy with it LOLOLOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know by comparing to &lt;s&gt;almost&lt;/s&gt;famous bloggers like Xia Xue/Audrey/Cheesie/etc, mine could be, less than one percent of their total views per day #nowthissucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But heck, I thought my blog only had like, 50 views per month? LOL and when I saw that it was much more, ohamgee I laughed my head off and man, I was surprised. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it proves that there are still readers out there who have discovered my &lt;s&gt;sad&lt;/s&gt;blog! Or maybe all the viewings were my friends and they are trying to sympathize me (hence, that explains the total amount of views every month #indenial)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I will definitely try to update more frequently, but no promises because most of the promises I make in blog are often forgotten *FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate group projects. NO, not hate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;LOATHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;TEEHEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-8383766635326386515?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8383766635326386515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8383766635326386515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8383766635326386515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8383766635326386515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/05/quantity.html' title='QUANTITY'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-7445121226771679155</id><published>2011-04-28T16:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T17:19:18.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo sial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eff eff eff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme-a-break'/><title type='text'>Your Life Couldn't Be Worse Than Mine</title><content type='html'>I'm producing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt; 2 major bad news &lt;/span&gt;today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; My marks for all my subjects taken this semester and &lt;b&gt;the rest of the year&lt;/b&gt; will be deducted by &lt;b&gt;2 marks&lt;/b&gt; because of my carelessness, and my stupidity, and my fucked up-ness, and my laziness, and I'm extremely frustrated and I wanna die and I just cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom just hang up on the phone, and guess what she said? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       ...........................       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have classes for New Year next year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year? IDK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next year, you don't know?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom, how am I suppose to predict the future, timetable for next semester is not even out yet and you're asking me for next year's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're going Japan for CNY next year. So if you don't know your timetable, then we won't buy your ticket.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;i&gt;my eyeballs were literally trying to squeeze out of my eye sockets&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IDK lar IDK whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So we won't buy your ticket, OK?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IMAGINE MY FUCKING FRUSTRATION MCB! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For studies I've been pushing away vacations with my family. Russia, Japan, Hong Kong, Singapore (and they went twice, TWICE WITHOUT ME), and now, JAPAN AGAIN MATAFUCKA HOW MANY TIMES SHOULD I THROW AWAY VACATIONS FOR STUDIES!? AND STAY IN THIS FUCKING CRAPPY COUNTRY WHEN MY FAMILY IS AWESOME-ING OUT THERE CAM WHORING AND TASTING GOOD FOOD AND SHOPPING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that I feel so immensely dissatisfied, I called my mom again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When are you going to Japan? Why must we decide now, I mean how am I suppose to tell you my schedule for next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ticket is cheap now ma.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then if you guys are going to Japan, where am I suppose to go for CNY next year? Stay in Malaysia alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay with your (second)brother lar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I'd rather stay in KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh then stay in KL lor. What to do? No choice.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;i&gt;NO CHOICE? NO CHOICE? HELLO DRAG ME WITH YOU LAR WHAT NO CHOICE&lt;/i&gt;- OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your boyfriend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going back Kuantan lar, if not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;O.o then you plan lar your CNY. With your boyfriend or something(?).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please sense my latent anger and frustration behind my words (and tone if you have wild imagination).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK MY CIBAI LIFE PLEASE URGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to go to the gym to release all the toxins in my body. I need to drink. I need to be intoxicated tonight. I need a fucking break! Fuck my life seriously urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And GLEE doesn't wanna load.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, I'm just done crying. And the dog is now, lying next to my bed, looking out my door, to the beautiful view of the sky, pouring rain down, and blowing wind where it caress my skin to chill my burning soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... and the dog stinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;TEEHEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-7445121226771679155?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7445121226771679155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=7445121226771679155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7445121226771679155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7445121226771679155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/04/your-life-couldnt-be-worse-than-mine.html' title='Your Life Couldn&apos;t Be Worse Than Mine'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-3865149001905605182</id><published>2011-04-26T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T16:48:49.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dietplanfail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eff eff eff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>PLAN FAIL!</title><content type='html'>GOSH! I'm not sure if you guys remember about my diet-plan, but urgh, I'm not sure where am I directing myself. I've been feeding my happy stomach carbs, sugar, fatty food and my muscles are yelling, screaming "&lt;i&gt;STUPID&lt;/i&gt;" at me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading a fitness blog by Fay, ohamgee she's such a fucking hottie! Gosh, I swear I feel so guilty eating all those fried, buttery, oily food for the past days! She's so hot, I just, gosh I don't know feels like if I ever, am going to be like her (fit, slim body) ... OK honestly you know what I can't imagine me having a body like her == too much work ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already slacking on my workouts, and my skin is getting so horrible! Mom told me a day ago that my face was terrible, my eldest brother said my skin was bad and asked me to detox myself, and even my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;DAD &lt;/span&gt;told me to stuff myself with cucumber. MY DAD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man who barely cared for his own complexion, advised me to feed myself with cucumber. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna cryyyyyy! D;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-3865149001905605182?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3865149001905605182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=3865149001905605182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3865149001905605182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3865149001905605182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/04/plan-fail.html' title='PLAN FAIL!'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8550644362019042965</id><published>2011-04-22T11:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T12:00:30.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>What To Expect, When You're Expecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;NO. I'm not pregnant. And this isn't about pregnancy either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was suppose to be studying now for my Stats paper tomorrow, but instead I'm plugging my headphone to my ear so my eardrum would get a dramatic wakeup call. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#nowplaying Empire Of The Sun - We Are The People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finish watching a YouTube video about this couple, going through stages in a relationship, and it got me thinking about mine, about others, that (OMG) the stages were true and sometimes, it does happen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quote " &lt;i&gt;... the path that started off, so innocent, and fun, has taken us to, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;And &lt;b&gt;everything we share will just be fragmented memories&lt;/b&gt;. From so long ago, I'll question if, it really even happened. ... &lt;b&gt;when this stranger, was the most important person in my life&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to me, you have to be in a relationship long enough to understand this video fully, or you have to be enduring major heart break to soulfully be in this video. Or you're just wasting your time cracking your brain about the metaphor of this production.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK purpose of this post is to share this video with you guys, in case you haven't heard of Wong Fu Productions, like their page &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/wongfuproductions"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and don't forget to subscribe to their YouTube page &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/WongFuProductions"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why am I advertising their page but, it's one hell of a video and gosh, I cried every single time I watch it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WATCH IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AND ... I'm going for the Playboy event tomorrow in Midvalley at 2.30pm, so if you're &lt;s&gt;stalking/admiring&lt;/s&gt; looking for me, come find me there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That is, if ... you are a reader of mine. And you can search me through the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh and did I mention, that there's &lt;i&gt;another &lt;/i&gt;puppy in the house? Gosh it's peeing everywhere and there's one time that I almost stepped on it's pee. And it's &lt;b&gt;golden.&lt;/b&gt; So goshdamn concentrated it's like, &lt;b&gt;golden brown&lt;/b&gt;. Disssssssgusting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;TEEHEE &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-8550644362019042965?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8550644362019042965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8550644362019042965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8550644362019042965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8550644362019042965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-to-expect-when-youre-expecting.html' title='What To Expect, When You&apos;re Expecting'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-9131360243257253717</id><published>2011-04-14T12:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:37:03.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked-up'/><title type='text'>A fucking DOG TALE</title><content type='html'>So this week was probably quite a shitty one, because first, it was so unproductive, two, I made a new enemy, three, URGH I feel like I'm losing my mind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like talking about the second part. &lt;b&gt;Making a new enemy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that, is not something you hear occasionally. Unless you enjoy making new enemies WTF. In which the enemy in my case place me in a difficult (if not, very) position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait before that, I've just had this &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt; dilemma over going to my last class or not. And I chose not to, considering that it's the last class, but somehow that guilt grew in me, and IDK I think I lost my mind for a sec. Or more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went out to get my flip flops to go out for breakfast. And to my fucking horror, I saw &lt;i&gt;pee&lt;/i&gt; next to my fucking flip flop. &lt;i&gt;URINE. &lt;/i&gt;It's fucking &lt;i&gt;URINE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Human with no conscience at all might have done that but as far as I'm concern I'm living with perfectly sane people in the house so the only creature who could have done this, &lt;i&gt;was the dog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my morning is sort of screwed so-much-thanks to my guilt and horrendous dilemma FML, and now, I saw pee next to my flip flop (and well it's not actually &lt;i&gt;next &lt;/i&gt;like, &lt;i&gt;next&lt;/i&gt; it's just that the pee was really close, and I think I'm quite sure that some drops would have stained my flip flop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I damnright got mad like DOH. Not to mention my spoilt morning and now, PEE NEXT TO MY FUCKING FLIP FLOP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I utter the noun: "&lt;i&gt;Fucker".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I continued: "That fucker peed next to my flip flop! OMG you're such an asshole."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There. 2 nouns and an adjective early morning. Sorry I was pissed. Oh and you know what can make my morning &lt;i&gt;even&lt;/i&gt; worse? His owner was there. Witnessing the whole fucking agenda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she said: "So next time you should put your stuffs inside!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mind you she said it in a tone like, IDK when you mom nags you and you go like, "yes, mom".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But her tone adds a little hidden anger that sounds like: don't you fucking curse my dog you idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just shrugged (LOUD) and left the place. I got back up a few mins later because I lost my damn appetite, and there it is. That creature barking at me, waving his furry tail, licking my finger when I patted on that son-of-a-bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the owner goes: "Boy! Come here!". Brought him to her room, and closed the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh did I mention that the owner of the dog, is my landlord? THAT'S SO AWESOME YO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IDK I just have this, stuff, or shit I can't live under another people's unit. I complain about their place sometimes not being clean enough, stinky, dirty, dusty, because I'm used to home where it's sparkling all the time, dust free, clean throughout the day. God, sometimes I really miss my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then someone goes: complain so much then stay at home lar. stay with other people talk so much (mind you that's my conscience speaking).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my other side sayd: FUCK YOU LAR I DON'T COMPLAIN THEN YOU WANT ME TO HIDE MY FEELINGS IS IT HAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know, that I would have to confront her about it. And I was ready when I turn the door knob open! Until I heard that freaking dog barked my heart starting pounding and urgh, I lost my guts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm worried I might catch some disease cause I have dog's urine under my sole. FML!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh and here I might add, the fucking dog &lt;b&gt;scratched&lt;/b&gt; me last time. His nails were so damn long I've been dreading for days wondering why isn't his owner giving him a manicure and a pedicure, and since his damn nails were &lt;b&gt;long and sharp&lt;/b&gt;, he left my left thigh &lt;b&gt;bleeding&lt;/b&gt; and it confirms to leave a &lt;b&gt;scar&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK YOU, YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH. No longer do I care for you. Damnit he's making me hate dogs now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-9131360243257253717?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/9131360243257253717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=9131360243257253717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/9131360243257253717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/9131360243257253717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/04/fucking-dog-tale.html' title='A fucking DOG TALE'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8514834138311573248</id><published>2011-04-09T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:18:20.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dietplanfail'/><title type='text'>HAEMORRHAGE</title><content type='html'>HELLO! Haven't heard from me since the last post heh. I'm not even that active anymore in twitter because of the lack of connection. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm considering getting a broadband. YES?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway this post is a gentle reminder to myself to lose weight. A lot of it. Because I cannot stand feeling so fat, and I can't stand seeing that satisfaction in my boyfriend's eyes each time I put on weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must. Lose. Weight. and be thin, like a stick, with breast and curvy ass. Must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since Chuckei has her own diet to lose weight, I thought I'd come up with one myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Diet of the year &lt;s&gt;untilIlosesomeobviousweight&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast - none because I'm not usually a morning person. But if, IF I have too, just plain water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch - proper meal with proper portion. And usually this is quite hard for me to take because I'm so used to eating big portions now, if I eat small portions all of a sudden my stomach feels no satiety at all. Hence I'll probably just eat enough, and go smaller every consecutive. Or maybe drink lots of water in hoping to extend my stomach so huge that food can't enter no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner - WATER WATER WATER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think there's half a chance that this diet might fail simply because, my boyfriend will try his best to ruin my diet plan. But what I &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; to do is that this will be a no-carb-no-sugar diet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok sounds quite ridiculous but ... OK fine I'll plan as in a &lt;b&gt;minimal carb&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;minimal sugar&lt;/b&gt; diet plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In which I will also insert a few workout sessions in the middle somewhere. I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK this plan sounds pretty good and easy and I hope it is easy. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. Just do it. Nike wtf #lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just right now, I'm finishing a bag of TIGER biscuits. TALK ABOUT DIET PLAN YOU IDIOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-8514834138311573248?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8514834138311573248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8514834138311573248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8514834138311573248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8514834138311573248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/04/haemorrhage.html' title='HAEMORRHAGE'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-5698417474379048228</id><published>2011-03-31T14:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T20:06:30.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>Discover Your Miracle with Lancôme Maqui Miracle: Bye Bye to Dull Complexion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I'm pretty sure that ladies out there, &lt;i&gt;particularly&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;vain girls&lt;/b&gt; would want &lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt; complexion, smooth, even skin tone, blemish-free,  no pores, and their skin to glow as much as God would possible allow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I know how does it feel, looking at other girls with super clean face, yet so pretty, like they are born to not use make up to be pretty. And sometimes I just wanna scratch their face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when I see people with lousy skin - pimples here and there, scars here, urghhh makes you wanna scream at them ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, I'll have to scream at myself then pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we all know, there isn't really such thing as "&lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt;". But then again, says who you can't&lt;b&gt; fake "perfect"&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now I shall introduce you this brand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNitXO5aGfI/TZQf1b0tYJI/AAAAAAAACKQ/Ta0oSyR0Vbk/s1600/DSC07739.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNitXO5aGfI/TZQf1b0tYJI/AAAAAAAACKQ/Ta0oSyR0Vbk/s400/DSC07739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590128040335990930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lancome.com.my/"&gt;LANCÔME PARIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previously, before the&lt;b&gt; Maqui Miracle&lt;/b&gt; (pronounced as ma-ki) is out for the world to experiment, &lt;b&gt;Teint Miracle&lt;/b&gt; (pronounced as taunt) was out first, in order for people to achieve natural, yet flawless look by producing you a very &lt;b&gt;natural-looking-naked face&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now everything is made easier with a compact foundation, providing you top &lt;b&gt;SPF 35/PA+++ for 12 long hours, &lt;/b&gt;to make you ready to face the evil sun, any time of the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lancôme science has recreate the Aura of lively bright skin! Their mineral base formula improves skin clarity and reveals inner brightness of a healthy look complexion. &lt;b&gt;Say NO to dull complexion!&lt;/b&gt; )&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each and every single one of us has this aura in us, a positive aura that hides under our skin, and they only come out when they want. &lt;i&gt;Annoying&lt;/i&gt;, right. That is why some days you feel like you're extra beautiful, and some days you just wanna hide in your room and not get out because you don't feel good/don't feel right/face looks like shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But most definitely, you need ultra &lt;b&gt;good skin-care regimen&lt;/b&gt; in order to &lt;b&gt;maintain that positive aura in you&lt;/b&gt;. Cleansing, moisturizing toner, and your moisturizing lotion. And this way, your aura will want to escape more often, and your skin will look even more radiant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we sometimes cannot control when the aura chooses to come out and outshine themselves,&lt;b&gt; Lancôme has provided us a miracle in hoping to help us increase our confidence and self-esteem&lt;/b&gt;. So even if your aura decides to desert you, you can still walk out from your room with your head-held-high, with Lancôme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people put on liquid foundation, then loose powder to make everything more even and smooth. But for oily skins, the foundations either usually smudges away, melts, and the worse thing is that they make your&lt;b&gt; face look so shiny,&lt;/b&gt; it's like oil production begins from your face! Hideous and totally horrendous can (but honestly if it isn't your skin then it should be the brand product you're using).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their weightless texture fuses with skin for an immaculate polished, pore-less look finish. Even better, the gentle mineral formula insures skin condition with pure brightness everyday, since their product has it's shine-resist complex/poreless-look control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is when their dual sponge comes in very handy. Continue reading or just scroll down to know more about their sponge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know this girls: you want your&lt;b&gt; skin to glow, not shine&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1iF8K6YXzE/TZQf1AnW0mI/AAAAAAAACKI/0SQkHlnsbOA/s1600/DSC07740.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1iF8K6YXzE/TZQf1AnW0mI/AAAAAAAACKI/0SQkHlnsbOA/s400/DSC07740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590128033032229474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I was lucky enough to be chosen to attend a workshop by Lancôme, and to learn so many tips and ways to make your skin glow naturally with a very thin layer of make up. I even skipped work to go for the workshop OK! Look how dedicated am I in order to make myself look prettier &lt;s&gt;whyamIsovain&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So to thank me, Lancôme has been so generous to give each and every single present blogger a goodie bag worth RM250 (and mind you it's just a guesstimation). I think my bag is probably RM300+++ since I've got an extra stuff in it - Genifique Serum. And to tell you the truth, the trouble and time it took for me to go for the workshop, worth every single sweat of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(so bloggers, next time Nuffnang organised an event like this, be sure to go, 'cause trust me, the benefits outweigh the burden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pvu84zkDEB0/TZQf05I6H4I/AAAAAAAACJ4/Z8qmJcOMYrU/s1600/DSC07742.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pvu84zkDEB0/TZQf05I6H4I/AAAAAAAACJ4/Z8qmJcOMYrU/s400/DSC07742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590128031025471362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lancôme compact foundation with dual sponge, and my Genifique Serum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's interesting about the new compact foundation, is that it's as easy as 1, 2, 3, a 5 year old could have change the &lt;b&gt;refillable compact powder case,&lt;/b&gt; and there you go, good as new!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike the usual compact powder, you had to use your fingernails or a hair pin or a safety pin to sort of, &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;korek&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;dig the whole case out and then risking it having to fall on your toes or break your fingernails. Some histories don't have to repeat, yeay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5zSMJ0WPfyg/TZQf06wBKcI/AAAAAAAACJw/gm_fJEjIxM0/s1600/DSC07743.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5zSMJ0WPfyg/TZQf06wBKcI/AAAAAAAACJw/gm_fJEjIxM0/s400/DSC07743.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590128031457946050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes I'm a lucky bitch. And if I'm luckier, I'll stand a chance to win RM2000 worth of products from Lancôme :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-8TpeoFotM/TZQfe5m2eZI/AAAAAAAACJo/t_vd38RLYmw/s1600/DSC07745.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-8TpeoFotM/TZQfe5m2eZI/AAAAAAAACJo/t_vd38RLYmw/s1600/DSC07745.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-8TpeoFotM/TZQfe5m2eZI/AAAAAAAACJo/t_vd38RLYmw/s400/DSC07745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590127653193939346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lancôme does not give you "just" a sample. It's more than that, since they chose the powder personally for you, according to your skin tone. If it was for other brand, they would just insert any color &lt;s&gt;causetheycarelessaboutyourbeautyJUSTYOURMONEY&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my skin tone, Lancôme specialist picked this for me: &lt;b&gt;Maqui Blanc Miracle O-02&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, my skin tone is sort of, yellow, not dark tan but uhh, dark enough for people to think that I'M A FREAKING MALAY - JSYK I'm a CHINESE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after applying some foundation on my skin, it instantly brings out the glow in me and it makes my skin so much fairer than it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not lying. Seriously. After having it on my face, people thought my skin is fair, even those fairer than me thought their skin was darker than mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChTNuYg9q0I/TZQfe8eXazI/AAAAAAAACJg/XCLqv97fr3U/s1600/DSC07746.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChTNuYg9q0I/TZQfe8eXazI/AAAAAAAACJg/XCLqv97fr3U/s400/DSC07746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590127653963655986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what's interesting about this sponge is that it has it's own specific usage from both sides. &lt;b&gt;One side is the usual surface&lt;/b&gt; - rougher - and when you flip to the &lt;b&gt;other side&lt;/b&gt;, it's&lt;b&gt; much softer&lt;/b&gt;, and it's like super soft and tiny tiny tiny hair planted on the sponge and when you sweep the soft surface across you face, ohamgee orgasmic (OK I exaggerated but it's really damn soft! Explains why I exaggerate so &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; huh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The soft spot is really soft that you can barely feel the sponge on your face. True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole point of it is that, the &lt;b&gt;normal sponge surface is to help carry the powder to your skin&lt;/b&gt;, while the &lt;b&gt;soft surface is to help even out the foundation powder&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how ugly is it, when you apply too much of powder here, and the rest has only a thin layer of powder? So that's when the smooth side of the sponge comes in to assist you (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RdSCq0weZvI/TZQfeonuG4I/AAAAAAAACJY/HyNbnO15hdY/s1600/DSC07747.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RdSCq0weZvI/TZQfeonuG4I/AAAAAAAACJY/HyNbnO15hdY/s400/DSC07747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590127648634182530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;normal "&lt;i&gt;spongy&lt;/i&gt;" feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEdgUMHWUqg/TZQfeQHRy0I/AAAAAAAACJQ/v-KIxvJJ2WQ/s1600/DSC07749.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEdgUMHWUqg/TZQfeQHRy0I/AAAAAAAACJQ/v-KIxvJJ2WQ/s400/DSC07749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590127642055658306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the smooth &lt;s&gt;orgasmic&lt;/s&gt; surface&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usizFndl_qo/TZQfeI-01wI/AAAAAAAACJI/m44tKev9mi8/s1600/DSC07750.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-usizFndl_qo/TZQfeI-01wI/AAAAAAAACJI/m44tKev9mi8/s400/DSC07750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590127640141158146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is how it looks like after the powder case is intact, and the sponge is placed where they belong (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdvDrHNSiIk/TZQetc6LZzI/AAAAAAAACIw/sGI7JQ1Kc00/s1600/DSC07752.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdvDrHNSiIk/TZQetc6LZzI/AAAAAAAACIw/sGI7JQ1Kc00/s400/DSC07752.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590126803676784434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nice lehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x6ql0AEShD4/TZQetJDLRtI/AAAAAAAACIo/hc5qp5uWCCY/s1600/DSC07754.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x6ql0AEShD4/TZQetJDLRtI/AAAAAAAACIo/hc5qp5uWCCY/s400/DSC07754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590126798345815762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is my Genifique Serum! Expensive stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Use this serum to apply them on your face before your moisturizer and sunblock to ensure good absorption and longer-lasting finished-look from your foundation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes your skin doesn't take in the foundation and you'll end up with a shiny face or it looks like your foundation coverage sort of, cracked (I don't know how to explain it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reason #1 why I have the serum and others don't: because I managed to answer a question in the workshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reason #2 why I have the serum and others don't: because I pay attention in the workshop to be able to answer the question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reason #3 why I have the serum and others don't: because they didn't bother to want to want the serum &lt;s&gt;#wtf&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjMMGc0lYfg/TZQes8cobBI/AAAAAAAACIg/6Z40jtRfzjs/s1600/DSC07756.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjMMGc0lYfg/TZQes8cobBI/AAAAAAAACIg/6Z40jtRfzjs/s400/DSC07756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590126794962922514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and all of us walk away with a super awesome goodie bag worth RM$$$.$$ and a complementary calendar from Lancôme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason #1 why I did not include face in this post: I'm shy. True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason #2 why I did not include my face in this post: You don't need more evidence to believe tis product. It's already a fact. You can Google it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason #3 why I did not include my face in this post: lazy to take picture because I always end up deleting them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;This product is suitable for sensitive skin. It is tested on Asians under dermatological control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-5698417474379048228?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/5698417474379048228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=5698417474379048228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5698417474379048228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5698417474379048228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/03/discover-your-miracle-with-lancome.html' title='Discover Your Miracle with Lancôme Maqui Miracle: Bye Bye to Dull Complexion'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNitXO5aGfI/TZQf1b0tYJI/AAAAAAAACKQ/Ta0oSyR0Vbk/s72-c/DSC07739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-7162631533008905105</id><published>2011-03-14T14:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T14:26:17.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><title type='text'>XOXO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HELLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You guys must really hate me so much. And stalkers would have probably given up, trying to follow my updates here but of course, to no avail because I'm just lazy like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, follow me on Twitter because I spam them 5/11 (: I don't work everyday in a week mind you teehee &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, I just want to share my &lt;b&gt;latest obsession&lt;/b&gt; with you random readers because I think my loyal (if I even HAVE FML pathetic!) ones are clinging onto another blogger double FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWi6y5_xKXg/TX2yRm0mv0I/AAAAAAAACIA/al9IYUK1FOw/s400/ED%2BWESTWICK.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583815128557993794" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SO CIBAIFUCKING HOT SIAL MAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_EcvktmDyQ/TX2yRXfLeRI/AAAAAAAACH4/HpQZFlPu1bc/s400/ed-westwick-jessica-szohr-HOLDING%2BHands.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583815124441594130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SO. ORGASMIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;can. die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAJvWIlC3yM/TX2zbCv-V-I/AAAAAAAACIQ/cEvjS8ULesU/s400/looking%2Blike%2Brobert%2Bpattinson.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583816390185211874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and actually, don't you think he looks a little, like ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yWAzOhGQ8CM/TX2zr7-1ZvI/AAAAAAAACIY/KW1ReKiLjSs/s400/right..jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583816680426268402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmph. But screw Robert Pattinson. His golden days are farrrrr over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJ1vPvj_488/TX2yCdDbbbI/AAAAAAAACHg/H0WuyHD0cS0/s400/who%2Bloves%2Ba%2Bhair%2Blike%2Bthat.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583814868237774258" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who adores messy hair like that ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5faGNHmmJM/TX2yCUWJMkI/AAAAAAAACHY/YTIbYY27Vmk/s400/seriously.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583814865900352066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mGi7R4Z9QjI/TX2yCDQyeHI/AAAAAAAACHQ/50pdFxS_Mtc/s400/WITH%2BBLAIR.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 184px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583814861314488434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and please &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt; how can anyone &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; be in love with such cute creatures like ED WESTWICK and LEIGHTON MEESTER FUCKYOURLIFE if you don't know who they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-duWOkXch6_c/TX2yR9FkhrI/AAAAAAAACII/GV8_mK-TyK4/s400/DSC07715.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583815134534731442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See. i wake up every morning wearing my Gucci glasses and XX cap because they are so awesome and I just had to get them on me to be as awesome as they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WTF am I talking about == sorry my brain isn't processing that well this days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanna put my photo there for, you know, in case you forgotten how I look like TRIPLE FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2570173165845498146-7162631533008905105?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7162631533008905105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=7162631533008905105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7162631533008905105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7162631533008905105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/03/xoxo.html' title='XOXO'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWi6y5_xKXg/TX2yRm0mv0I/AAAAAAAACIA/al9IYUK1FOw/s72-c/ED%2BWESTWICK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-5574539357731112880</id><published>2011-02-14T13:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:36:12.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14022011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72CXUM6YK5c/TVi-ga7neAI/AAAAAAAACHI/-HMB_jevNws/s1600/DSC07560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72CXUM6YK5c/TVi-ga7neAI/AAAAAAAACHI/-HMB_jevNws/s400/DSC07560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573414003065452546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say, is that I had a really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; awesome&lt;/b&gt; time celebrating Valentine's with, the love &lt;3. and will I ever, &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt;, forget our moments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;stay tuned for more promising updates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-5574539357731112880?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/5574539357731112880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=5574539357731112880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5574539357731112880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5574539357731112880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/02/14022011.html' title='14022011'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72CXUM6YK5c/TVi-ga7neAI/AAAAAAAACHI/-HMB_jevNws/s72-c/DSC07560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-2599475927487885384</id><published>2011-02-08T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:30:43.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hesitations</title><content type='html'>Hi. Was suppose to study but, I guess I can spend a little time here, for a while.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know I haven't been doing a good job updating this, &lt;s&gt;awesome&lt;/s&gt;blog (and honestly, IDK if there &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; anyone out there who reads my blog; it's like reading something in class yet, nobody seems to be listening).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But just FYI, I'll post up pictures in my next post. Many of them. Food. Mostly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I need to get back studying. Or sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-2599475927487885384?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2599475927487885384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=2599475927487885384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2599475927487885384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2599475927487885384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/02/hesitations.html' title='Hesitations'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-7070130835370265204</id><published>2011-02-07T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:04:29.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU ARE A FATTY!</title><content type='html'>Am I the only &lt;i&gt;one &lt;/i&gt;gaining weight when&lt;i&gt; everyone else &lt;/i&gt;was&lt;b&gt; losing &lt;/b&gt;it? OHMYGOD.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So tired I can literally fall down on my bed and sleep till morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So not over CNY mode. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shower, Milo, SNORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-7070130835370265204?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7070130835370265204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=7070130835370265204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7070130835370265204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7070130835370265204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-are-fatty.html' title='YOU ARE A FATTY!'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-4187194090542632799</id><published>2011-01-28T15:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T16:09:31.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><title type='text'>Predicament</title><content type='html'>HELLO. Probably some of you readers are bored, waiting for my next post, and I have a very pretty solid answer for that archaic. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason I haven't been updating my blog is that because, my next post &lt;i&gt;was &lt;/i&gt;supposed to be a food post ( a very loooong one, or rather 3 or 5 posts about food) and since there are just simply &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; many pictures of food, I was &lt;i&gt;too &lt;/i&gt;lazy to edit them, and talk about them, and I decided to just, let it be a history until I'm ready to unveil the awesomeness of them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because I thought the next post &lt;i&gt;has &lt;/i&gt;to be a food post, I was reluctant to shake that flow for the fear of my own integrity in blogging wtf. I'm stupid I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as of now, I'm gonna put the food post aside, because there has been so many things going around me, and I'm not gonna let food conquer the other side of my world, just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So right now, I have an important announcement, to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am allergic to alcohol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;LIKE WTF ASDFGHJKL FML URRRRRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the dog abuser, has got to go. Out of this world. If you&lt;i&gt; are&lt;/i&gt; a friend of mine in Facebook, you'd probably seen my note about this abuser. Well if you aren't, then this is a my note,&lt;b&gt; because I can't post this as my status.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;OMG lifeless guy, God gave all of us a brain for a reason OK. If you fully utilize that fucking brain of yours, you'd know that dog cannot stand on 2 legs for so long because hello, they walk with 4 legs for fuck's sake and pls, if you still don't know the reason why the poor dog can't stand for so long, have the decency to go on google.com if you don't know the existence of wikipedia wtf. You have so much time abusing dog, why don't you clean your low-class-last-grade room of yours, for a change, huh. I'd hope thr's a roach in your mess somewhere and during the night when you sleep the roach will crawl into your brain and mess with your whole system and then you'll just stand on barbed-wire involuntarily, for as long as it takes for you to bleed till you die wtf I'm evil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;And if his low-life girlfriend is smart, she'll leave him before he treats her like a dog. Making her stand on her palm to entertain his fucking desires. And put on a shirt fucktard. You don't have 6 packs, barely reaching -0.0001 so have some respect for yourself and put on a fucking tee-shirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Don't be such a dick fucker I know you have a dick just use it for fucking purposes not having it thr to prove that you're a fucking dick. I think even prison wouldn't be good enough to teach you a lesson I hope you burn in hell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Thanks for reading you wasted 2 mins of your life. I appreciate your time :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;I'm evil too. But he's EVEN MORE EVIL THAN I AM FUCKYOURLIFE DICKHEAD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My health pretty much sucked balls now, my skin's half life has been getting shorter, and shorter, and shorter I get so worried sometimes. I just seriously, don't know what the hell is wrong with me, and I get so frustrated easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Must be the PMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-4187194090542632799?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4187194090542632799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=4187194090542632799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/4187194090542632799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/4187194090542632799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/01/predicament.html' title='Predicament'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-3403328125641303155</id><published>2011-01-11T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:59:02.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>I am&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;, poking my arse with a needle to get myself blogging. Forgive me, for it isn't because I am &lt;i&gt;lazy&lt;/i&gt;, but more because there're so many pictures to go browse through and edit, and upload, and the need to explain each of every picture is really drowning my power to entertain you readers FYL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will update, and I believe I will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the matter of time FYL again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this blog will be channeled to a personal blog, to a food blog. &lt;b&gt;Food&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2011 here I come (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-3403328125641303155?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3403328125641303155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=3403328125641303155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3403328125641303155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3403328125641303155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-3485501067396888548</id><published>2010-12-24T14:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T14:28:14.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>HELLO. I know you think that I'm dead or somehow, the blog is. But fret not!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post will be shortly updated. Yeah it's school holidays BUT, I AM still busy because I'm awesome like that FML. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, wishing you random readers &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;b&gt;have a splendid holiday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa Clause is crawling through your chimney tonight (; &lt;s&gt;or at least your parents are FYL&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and thank you to my lovely boyfriend for the awesome Christmas tree that even &lt;i&gt;kwai lou&lt;/i&gt; stopped to tell me: &lt;i&gt;you have a lovely tree Christmas tree there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And hottie from xxx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year's countdown to&lt;i&gt; bye-bye&lt;/i&gt; 2010, is gonna be&lt;i&gt; hard&lt;/i&gt;. Party like a rock-star cause me no likey this fucking year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-3485501067396888548?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3485501067396888548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=3485501067396888548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3485501067396888548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3485501067396888548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/12/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-6821710629746874826</id><published>2010-12-12T20:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:51:06.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillaxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EXAMS'/><title type='text'>My Wavy Hair to be Cut Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN2x-kFFI/AAAAAAAACGY/mb-62fPtDgY/s400/DSC05728.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549786981839672402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hello babies! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tomorrow is pampering-self day&lt;/b&gt; (because it's Monday and every Monday is pampering-self day to me). Hence, I'm getting my hair cut. And face mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BTW, I always get my hair done at Toni &amp;amp; Guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(located just opposite Lot 10).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;They are really, really good and their styling is just magnificent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Those who go to A Cut Above, stop wasting your cash really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You'd rather go to that 15minutes guarantee haircut shop than A Cut Above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Their services are really good, unlike some saloons where the stylist go really rough on you and hurts your scalp or ears or somewhere else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AIYA, Toni&amp;amp;Guy is really good. Guaranteed performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;For more info on Toni &amp;amp; Guy, click &lt;a href="http://www.toniandguy.com.my/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTMF6kKTpI/AAAAAAAACGI/qxXYmygiv5E/s400/DSC04672.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549785042819632786" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last Monday I changed my hair color to a slightly darker color of brown, and also to even up the color of my hair since new baby hairs are growing already. And now I just realised that TONNES of people has the EXACT same color hair as me == cb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I wanted purple, like contrasting purple - from darker in the inside then slowly brighter, with a slight highlight touch of a copper red color - but unfortunately ;/ purple wants to be a spoil brat and insist that I get my hair color toned every week. I say fuck you purple! Mehhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;and JSYK, my hair color in the picture above, IS STILL BLACK. That was last year. Explains why my cheek is so chubby ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTMGJmF2xI/AAAAAAAACGQ/CCa4GcS1Bx4/s400/DSC03788.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549785046854261522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;And they need to bleach my hair since my wise long hair has been dyed with so many colors on it already ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;So i cipek&lt;i&gt; damn&lt;/i&gt; emo&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt; of course. Purple&lt;i&gt; can't&lt;/i&gt;, blue&lt;i&gt; can't&lt;/i&gt;. Red, tried before. EMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt;, no choice. &lt;i&gt;Brown&lt;/i&gt; == urrrghh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTMFBohmmI/AAAAAAAACF4/f5mDihk4FSg/s400/DSC06214.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549785027537115746" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;So .. I'm getting my hair cut, tomorrow! Honestly right, I'm not really sure if I SHOULD be cutting my hair ;/ my hair curls like, so awesomely and I'm reeeeeally afraid that Imma miss my long, wavy hair in the future ;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;If I can go out and simply ask one person: &lt;i&gt;Do you think my hair curls naturally or perm?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;PERM LAR. WHERE GOT HAIR CURL SO NICE LIKE THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Fuck you bitch it's natural OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN3Vios7I/AAAAAAAACGg/JF24VmOIw50/s400/DSC04324.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549786991386211250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;So you see ;/ I initially wanted to leave my hair reeeally long, like probably until the nape of my arse, or not so long &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;. I've never allow my hair to reach to that distant before and .. well .. I wanna try feeling that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;But thing is, the tangles. The water. The shampoo. OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;And when my hair is short, it tends to curl like, maggi == since it's so light. But, I shall try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTMEn9g3EI/AAAAAAAACFw/0yKowVu1CY4/s400/DSC06862.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549785020645825602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN5PC1GnI/AAAAAAAACG4/0ibdPe8SnP0/s1600/DSC07022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I consulted my stylist and told him that I wanted a bob cut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I think he didn't really agree as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt; I really do NOT want to regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;So in the end I just let the pro do his job ;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;And I hope it turns out good *fingers crossed*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;On the other hand, SNOWFLAKES TOMORROW :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Anyone around Pavilion area tomorrow? heeee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which BTW, I really hope it doesn't rain tomorrow == Or I'll be made pissed. Just rain after I reach home safely where my hair is not ruined TYVM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN5PC1GnI/AAAAAAAACG4/0ibdPe8SnP0/s1600/DSC07022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN5PC1GnI/AAAAAAAACG4/0ibdPe8SnP0/s400/DSC07022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549787024001931890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN4c0d3eI/AAAAAAAACGw/Y2w9S0qS8I0/s1600/DSC07024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN4c0d3eI/AAAAAAAACGw/Y2w9S0qS8I0/s400/DSC07024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549787010519916002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN3xINh3I/AAAAAAAACGo/BMfgLplP3dA/s1600/DSC07035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN3xINh3I/AAAAAAAACGo/BMfgLplP3dA/s400/DSC07035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549786998791571314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Figuring where all this yummy food came from? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Stay tuned for moi next post, next Thursday after my awesome party on Wednesday night :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sorry for the really awful photo quality. I do not have a DSLR in hand ampun tuanku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTMFTMAqAI/AAAAAAAACGA/FEUm3l-tKfY/s1600/DSC06012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTMFTMAqAI/AAAAAAAACGA/FEUm3l-tKfY/s400/DSC06012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549785032249354242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY.FINGERS.ARE.REALLY.CROSSED.RIGHT.NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you guys had a great weekend now that it's going to Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-6821710629746874826?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/6821710629746874826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=6821710629746874826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/6821710629746874826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/6821710629746874826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-wavy-hair-to-be-cut-off.html' title='My Wavy Hair to be Cut Off!'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TQTN2x-kFFI/AAAAAAAACGY/mb-62fPtDgY/s72-c/DSC05728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8805170379224540500</id><published>2010-12-10T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T15:33:56.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrenaline rush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Tears Floating Before Landing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jduFDgIr598?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jduFDgIr598?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;play the song while you read this post. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I've heard the news about the boy committing suicide after he broke up with his girlfriend. SO for those who know not about this heart wrenching news, I'd enlighten you with some of the knowledge I've known after reading the online news and watching reply videos comments of his death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boy, 19, loved his girlfriend so much, been together for 4 months, when GF speaks to break, heart could not withstand, asked for chances, not accepted, interrogating why her heart would have changed when she said she loved him, GF insisted to break up, boy cannot hold the pain, questions friends on Facebook if he should suicide, 45 minutes later, kaboom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First thing's first, it&lt;i&gt; is&lt;/i&gt; pretty dumb. I mean, no matter how much an obstacle could have be so difficult, there should be always a way to combat that malignant cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We human, can rant in any way plausible to comment on his actions, but he's not here anymore to witness your comments nor, to listen to your advice. So why are we commenting that his actions are stupid, that he shouldn't do that, that he should first look for his family and friends to discuss over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To prove that we are wise enough to act in a proper manner? That we wouldn't be stupid to kill a life simply like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Try placing yourself in his shoe, and maybe, you'll realize that he for once would just want to escape for her love. As he said: I'll love you till the moment I die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So maybe he just wanted to stop loving her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because we know not how deeply he loves her, how much he really committed into the relationship, maybe he wants to show how much he loves her and how far, he would go to prove his genuine love towards her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually, I just wanna update my blog. And then this news became the new hit, I kept thinking how he would jump off the building and how much and fast his adrenaline would pump during the time interval before he land on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Epic. I hence, &lt;i&gt;salute&lt;/i&gt; his courage wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cannot think so much already. Must. seal. all. windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-8805170379224540500?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8805170379224540500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8805170379224540500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8805170379224540500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8805170379224540500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/12/tears-floating-before-landing.html' title='Tears Floating Before Landing'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8109054792916234409</id><published>2010-12-09T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:47:57.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>Monkey Bar</title><content type='html'>Hi. Mass Comm paper was OK. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I felt&lt;i&gt; bad&lt;/i&gt; dissing that poor boy like that =/ (refer to previous post). After I re-read my post, OMG I feel so &lt;i&gt;mean&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doubt he would EVER land on my blog anymore lol. Poor kid. Must be terrified and traumatized ;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well ;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK fine! I feel extremely bad. Poor boy, if you ARE -ever- reading this, I. am. accepting your apologies hahahahahahahah OK &lt;i&gt;LAR&lt;/i&gt; I AM SORRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, nobody confronted me about this. I just find it hilarious that I actually wrote that post and when I read them again, it's pretty harsh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to whoever who used my name, just at least have the courtesy to inform me, &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-8109054792916234409?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8109054792916234409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8109054792916234409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8109054792916234409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8109054792916234409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/12/monkey-bar.html' title='Monkey Bar'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-3330587592095295898</id><published>2010-12-08T20:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T21:48:07.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eff eff eff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtfness'/><title type='text'>PLAGIARISM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So while I am&lt;i&gt; obediently &lt;/i&gt;studying for my finals tomorrow, I received a message from Facebook. I clicked to it, and then I saw,&lt;i&gt; this&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKkLyQ_I/AAAAAAAACFo/K17y23sxeXo/s1600/fb.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKkLyQ_I/AAAAAAAACFo/K17y23sxeXo/s400/fb.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548301881525289970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyak didn't scribble his name. Screw it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I did not open the content at first. I just clicked on the message notification thingy on the top left, and I thought it was a spam so I didn't bother opening it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKZmBUYI/AAAAAAAACFg/amYycsp-7Do/s1600/fb1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKZmBUYI/AAAAAAAACFg/amYycsp-7Do/s1600/fb1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKZmBUYI/AAAAAAAACFg/amYycsp-7Do/s400/fb1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548301878682538370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got annoyed like, is this guy really that desperate to be known that he had to send me messages to be noticed. &lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt;, I clicked it open, and I saw this message, IN CHINESE. Like I understand FML.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKBeJ5lI/AAAAAAAACFY/eOXtVO6B-fU/s1600/fb2.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence I, smartly, went to Google translate the whole message and then it came out EXACTLY the same like below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKBeJ5lI/AAAAAAAACFY/eOXtVO6B-fU/s1600/fb2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKBeJ5lI/AAAAAAAACFY/eOXtVO6B-fU/s400/fb2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548301872207095378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how I know his English would be pretty bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I Google translate it and it came out, pointless, I asked him to translate them to English because I cannot read Chinese FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And that's not all. I don't even get HALF THE SHIT HE'S TRYING TO POOP OUT.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GyvwFGcI/AAAAAAAACFQ/GUGm_HBLGOM/s1600/tzeehui.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that very informative translation, I was dead curious so I clicked on his blog link. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still couldn't get the point of his message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I saw this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GyvwFGcI/AAAAAAAACFQ/GUGm_HBLGOM/s1600/tzeehui.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 103px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GyvwFGcI/AAAAAAAACFQ/GUGm_HBLGOM/s400/tzeehui.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548301472313448898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I made that super skeptical face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just wondering DEEPLY, like seriously, who the fuck landed on his bloody blogspot and left MY &lt;s&gt;footprint&lt;/s&gt;name there IN HIS COMMENT BOX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I&lt;i&gt; didn't&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just quickly scroll down his blog &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;. Like damn &lt;i&gt;sien&lt;/i&gt; I didn't bother reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to my blogspot, still thinking the fuck is going on. Until I saw, this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GxxVpcfI/AAAAAAAACFA/qvyZFsBHGO8/s400/copycat.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 105px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548301455559586290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GyQXpIfI/AAAAAAAACFI/J-0GoDT32-Q/s1600/sorry%2Btzeehui.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I WTF even &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And THEN, I had to skim through his posts wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I found a good discovery wtf.&lt;i&gt; This&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GxTIdpiI/AAAAAAAACE4/soHDt2PVNqA/s400/his%2Bstupid%2Breview.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 78px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548301447451223586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Partially, I was thinking,&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; hey it's quite familiar. The words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another part of me thinking,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; wtf. Ppl wearing glasses should not watch that. WTF DOES THAT MEAN!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;i&gt;assumed&lt;/i&gt;  that was what he meant by, "&lt;i&gt;copying&lt;/i&gt;". So I went back to my blogspot again and look for the paragraph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GxFekWWI/AAAAAAAACEw/1zwh66Amel0/s400/my%2Bawesome%2Breview.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 111px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548301443785840994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;if it's too small to see, click &lt;a href="http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/rapunzel.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GyQXpIfI/AAAAAAAACFI/J-0GoDT32-Q/s1600/sorry%2Btzeehui.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt; please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, similarity is probably about, 50%. But language wise, WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went back to his blogspot and saw THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GyQXpIfI/AAAAAAAACFI/J-0GoDT32-Q/s1600/sorry%2Btzeehui.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 120px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-GyQXpIfI/AAAAAAAACFI/J-0GoDT32-Q/s400/sorry%2Btzeehui.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548301463889453554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;niamachaocibai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For you guys -readers- information, please be known that I do not leave my name to be Tzee Hui. I of course won't tell how I leave my footprints on other people's blog &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt; if not then same thing will happen again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You might think that, "&lt;i&gt;oh small matter, make it so big".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SORRY, my bad. You are a person of no authenticity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Really, I am really,&lt;i&gt; really &lt;/i&gt;sensitive toward people who uses my name for no apparent/relevant reason. If you &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; to use my name, please kindly send me a message to reassure the case or at least to FUCKING NOTIFY ME that you are to clarify shits to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just do something to at least let me know and not simply use my name of any purposes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd just hope that people would know that my name is not some aqua name that YOU can put to USE at any fucking moment you want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And as for the person who DID use my NAME to clarify THAT thing for me, I really appreciate it your work, but at least, tell me you're doing it ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2570173165845498146-3330587592095295898?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3330587592095295898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=3330587592095295898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3330587592095295898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3330587592095295898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/12/plagiarism.html' title='PLAGIARISM.'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP-HKkLyQ_I/AAAAAAAACFo/K17y23sxeXo/s72-c/fb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-5716174383485428579</id><published>2010-12-07T11:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:30:19.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillaxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MY-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimistic'/><title type='text'>Monday Without Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HELLO AWESOME LOVELY COUNTABLE READERS wtf. Losing my blogging mojo lately and what's worse, fucking Mass Comm text book is bloody thick and it's boring and half of the 986, 254, 782, 078 words, were nothing but irrelevant explanations of the action courses. I say, fuck it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I woke up 30 minutes ago, insisting on updating my blog. I wanted to do so yesterday when I came back &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; late - like, 0030. you think it's not late but it's damnass late to me and I love to sleep! - and I'm really exhausted after my late shower so I slept off at, 3am FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But hello, I'm here now aren't I!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And this is a picture post. With little words. Or, I hope to be wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And did I mention I HATE THE NEW FACEBOOK PROFILE? Sucks man seriously. If you are bound to know and yet to change your profile to the so-called "new" profile, ask your friends how is it like before you do so and do not jump into conclusion that it "&lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt;" be awesome FML. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Facebook is &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; awesome. All they do is get you addicted to their site and study only their bloody book. Not the textbook on our table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So days ago, babyboy and I went grocery shopping at ............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mydin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Probably some of you readers should be: OMG WTF YERRRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and some is just, neutral&lt;i&gt; lar hah&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My reaction after grocery shopping was, the first reaction wtf. Honestly, I think Mydin only sells going-to-expire stuffs and mostly, people who shop there (or more like 99.1%) are of only one &lt;i&gt;particular&lt;/i&gt; race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I, am &lt;i&gt;still &lt;/i&gt;wondering why Mydin never becomes 1Malaysia like Tesco or Jusco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And mind you, we went Mydin because that's the closest grocery mall you can WALK from babyboy's condominium. Actually Giant is just behind Mydin &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt; but that's too far to walk so we thought we'd just have to bare with the walk of shame INTO Mydin wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But the fried corner outside Mydin smells uber awesome though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I am a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;huge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; fan, of cereals. Be it wheat, cereals, oats, grains, I just love 'em, can't get it enough of 'em! So I bought this Nestle Fitness something something (without the dried fruits one cause the dried fruits are so damn sweet and the after-sweetness taste lingers in my mouth and it dehydrates my tongue wtf) and check out the&lt;i&gt; uber&lt;/i&gt; huge flake of corn wheat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2xGWWOeEI/AAAAAAAACDw/1nscWqff_GU/s1600/DSC06946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2xGWWOeEI/AAAAAAAACDw/1nscWqff_GU/s400/DSC06946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547785038626453570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And actually I think they are more in the cereal bag which is much bigger than what is shown in the picture. But when I held that piece of flake between my fingers, I got so excited seeing it I just had to take a picture of it wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's one probably, &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt;, with the&lt;i&gt; exact&lt;/i&gt; same. size. as the cereal on my hand in the photo, it's folded. Its' like, huge, and it's folded. Which means if you were to unfold the cereal flake, it would be, twice the size as shown in the picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm shallow wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know. The flakes are just huge. Every single bloody pack sold across the world, they all probably have big sizes in the bag. I just wanna brag about it that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yesterday, I was having a fight with my boyfriend (his name is Kevin BTW) and ... let's not go deeper into that topic. So thankfully, we have our appointment with our hair stylist at Toni 'N Guy, and all the way there to their location, the cold war continues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course I talked sense into him &lt;i&gt;lar &lt;/i&gt;wtf. I mean, honestly I cannot stand walking around with my boyfriend not talking, not holding hands, not laughing, not smiling, not doing what a couple normally do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call me typical, or stereotype, or buying PDA but eh, I didn't stop him in the middle of the road and french kiss him or grab his arse or grab  hold of his sex organ. Hence, in my opinion, what I normally do in public (hold hands, peck on cheek, kiss on lips, caressing his back), is no offence at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think it's wrong, you live in the cave =/ sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2xFJIHezI/AAAAAAAACDo/HgqXCSwfpSc/s1600/DSC06949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2xFJIHezI/AAAAAAAACDo/HgqXCSwfpSc/s400/DSC06949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547785017897745202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me getting hair dyed and babyboy looking so serious wtf.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2xEY7fykI/AAAAAAAACDg/qps0yvM_VhQ/s1600/DSC06952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2xEY7fykI/AAAAAAAACDg/qps0yvM_VhQ/s400/DSC06952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547785004959910466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wCynaBmI/AAAAAAAACDY/dMLNJ1XPivg/s1600/DSC06959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wCynaBmI/AAAAAAAACDY/dMLNJ1XPivg/s400/DSC06959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547783877983602274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after &lt;i&gt;he's&lt;/i&gt; done, he has to wait for me getting things done. And the first time I got my hair-dyed there was, months ago, and that took like omfg IDK how many hours but I thought I'd had to stay overnight there wtf. Goddamn long like urgh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if it's my hair problem because my hair was a virgin and maybe because of that it took them fairly long for the color to sip through the strands of my hair. Nevertheless after that really-damn-long-first-time hair-dye, the gradual times came quick. I think it's normal&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt; right, 3 hours ++ to get &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that we headed down to Pavilion, wanting to get snowflakes despite the cold weather with it's wind caressing against our pale skin and the drops of &lt;s&gt;jupiter-inherhead-ehehehh&lt;/s&gt;rain spoiling our just-got-it-done hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it has always been like this. Whenever I&lt;i&gt; just&lt;/i&gt;, got my hair done &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; with Kevin&lt;/b&gt;, it has to rain. Or drizzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It rains pretty much every single time we get our hair done &lt;b&gt;together&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really quite get the reason &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we were famished! And we, as good aa stereotypical Asians wtf, crave for cheap noodles and rice wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wCSZUKcI/AAAAAAAACDQ/xSnYBJrAKj0/s1600/DSC06960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wCSZUKcI/AAAAAAAACDQ/xSnYBJrAKj0/s400/DSC06960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547783869334563266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my claypot rice with egg; sprinkled with slightly salted fried garlic, and chopped spring onions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Firstly when I saw the way the rice was done, I remorse to the fact that I actually &lt;i&gt;ordered&lt;/i&gt; that food. It didn't really look THAT appetizing (judging BTW it was cooked) and I felt cheated for some reason wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But, turned out pretty tasty&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt; teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wByYdayI/AAAAAAAACDI/utd4KpZpfx4/s1600/DSC06962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wByYdayI/AAAAAAAACDI/utd4KpZpfx4/s400/DSC06962.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547783860741040930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby's La Mian with peanut soup&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That noodle is damn springy please == They made the noodles by hand and not from the machine you see from the small stalls. And according to my boyfriend's expression, I think he looked pretty excited seeing them make it hahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But peanut soup is filled with tartness from the vinegar. I can't taste no peanut but he can taste every damn peanut in the soup. And with that amount of tartness and sourness from the vinegar, I welcome &lt;b&gt;tonnes and tonnes of &lt;i&gt;sugar&lt;/i&gt; to balance the sweetness&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wBjo3tKI/AAAAAAAACDA/mEq18CteIMs/s1600/DSC06964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wBjo3tKI/AAAAAAAACDA/mEq18CteIMs/s400/DSC06964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547783856783340706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The queue from Snowflakes was depressing, and Kevin's rushing to go for his late class so we'd skip the Snowflakes in Pavilion and opt to go for the one in SS15 instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wBIbk6CI/AAAAAAAACC4/hQPcHojq5hY/s1600/DSC06972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2wBIbk6CI/AAAAAAAACC4/hQPcHojq5hY/s400/DSC06972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547783849479825442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boyfriend is a super lousy photographer. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2vZ12FCyI/AAAAAAAACCo/VQ2y8EpIATE/s1600/DSC06974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2vZ12FCyI/AAAAAAAACCo/VQ2y8EpIATE/s400/DSC06974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547783174475811618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then a sweet, pretty, lady came to offer help with cam-whoring activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Conclusion: Unknown lady takes far better pictures than my boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, I regretted not buying Sticky ;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2vZcpFqaI/AAAAAAAACCg/MSYyeWiMsQE/s1600/DSC06976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2vZcpFqaI/AAAAAAAACCg/MSYyeWiMsQE/s400/DSC06976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547783167710439842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2vYzpo3xI/AAAAAAAACCY/7fGEqhB8Sas/s1600/DSC06984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2vYzpo3xI/AAAAAAAACCY/7fGEqhB8Sas/s400/DSC06984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547783156706893586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sipping Ginseng Peppermint tea and studying bloody boring textbook under the company of the craved ambiance while waiting for Kevin to finish his class&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then it's time, for Snowflakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the queue and mad&lt;i&gt; fucking&lt;/i&gt; long. And I mean, mad, like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; mad&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd show you a picture but the picture is sort of, reflected vertically wtf IDK how to explain it but it's weird &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;. So I decided to just delete it. We rushed there as soon as we could, trying to look for a parking spot and as for my usual boyfriend, he enjoys parking at the forbidden spot and thankfully before he did, we saw some super happy policemen writing tickets, laughing their arse off thinking how much money they can wipe, into their pocket after this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt; they didn't laugh. Just write tickets and show LCLY faces fucking faggots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what more can we do? Just sped off and never see their faces again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After 3 consecutive rounds (we &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; snowflakes fan and when we say we &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; snowflakes, we &lt;i&gt;get&lt;/i&gt; snowflakes), we just took whichever vacancy there is regardless the distant we need to encounter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Made it into snowflakes and saw, that mad. long. queue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But we kept talking and talking and gossiping about this lady who dresses like an&lt;i&gt; ah ma&lt;/i&gt;, holding her phone, looking around for a spot to sit with her friends, so I think time passed quickly for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's nothing wrong doing that but, I mean, seriously. Do you really want to stand in the middle of the way, looking left to right to front to back looking for a decent spot to sit? That's very, old fashioned == Do it in the night market only, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would understand seeing a grandma, or maybe some parents doing that but for a youngster like you, have the decency to queue in line and look from there like everyone else is, can? Damn pathetic please ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after the long awaited queue, we got a spot (without the whole standing there like an &lt;i&gt;ah ma, &lt;/i&gt;swirling around to look for empty slots) to enjoy our awesome snowflakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2u5cNSkpI/AAAAAAAACCA/gSXxi1irDso/s1600/DSC06997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2u5cNSkpI/AAAAAAAACCA/gSXxi1irDso/s400/DSC06997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547782617838031506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby's bestseller snowflakes wtf, frozzie, and my soya ice awesomeness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2u5E96QjI/AAAAAAAACB4/uJvQqZ4pp_s/s1600/DSC06998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2u5E96QjI/AAAAAAAACB4/uJvQqZ4pp_s/s400/DSC06998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547782611599508018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2u4_XCAEI/AAAAAAAACBw/5QplhkxTCNU/s1600/DSC06999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2u4_XCAEI/AAAAAAAACBw/5QplhkxTCNU/s400/DSC06999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547782610094260290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2u4nv_kqI/AAAAAAAACBo/SubCZz05PTw/s1600/DSC07000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2u4nv_kqI/AAAAAAAACBo/SubCZz05PTw/s400/DSC07000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547782603756507810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I'm a fan of taroballs, I see no taroballs on the bowl = I was unhappy. I've to wait mad long for my snowflakes and see no taroballs, upsetting. Nevertheless peanut is mad soft, sweet potato is sweet, yam is yummeh. I even did some barter exchanging with my black glutinous rice for some peanut, and a yam for a sweet potato from Kevin teehee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always have variety &lt;i&gt;ma&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burger after that. Mad fat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I officially announce that every Monday is pampering day! Shall pamper-self again next Monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who said that a Monday has to be sucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm hungry wtf gastric already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-5716174383485428579?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/5716174383485428579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=5716174383485428579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5716174383485428579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5716174383485428579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-without-blues.html' title='Monday Without Blues'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TP2xGWWOeEI/AAAAAAAACDw/1nscWqff_GU/s72-c/DSC06946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-3285848241617017648</id><published>2010-12-06T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:51:43.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>Plastic Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPxdR17XnDI/AAAAAAAACBg/nuJapp36JR0/s1600/i%2Bbloody%2Bwant..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPxdR17XnDI/AAAAAAAACBg/nuJapp36JR0/s400/i%2Bbloody%2Bwant..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547411402128858162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because I wanted those after my first sight, I'd never let go if I see them again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fashiontoast.com/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;: fashiontoast&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/2570173165845498146-3285848241617017648?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3285848241617017648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=3285848241617017648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3285848241617017648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3285848241617017648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/12/plastic-relections.html' title='Plastic Reflections'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPxdR17XnDI/AAAAAAAACBg/nuJapp36JR0/s72-c/i%2Bbloody%2Bwant..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-7989429500115793625</id><published>2010-11-29T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:11:27.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untitled'/><title type='text'>Charts, Facts, Figures</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FmnDXRJ7btE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FmnDXRJ7btE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't help but posting this up. It's true that music nowadays do not move us as much as this song does. This song has never at all fail to make me cry each time I listen to it attentively and just, enjoy music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to this music, makes me feel like others are just noise. Like noise in clubs. We dance to the beat, and not really to the singer, or to the lyric really. In club we dance when we're tipsy, drunk, wasted, and we just dance for the fun of it (or exercising as me and my friends call wtf). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go to clubs, but I do know that when I tuned into radio stations and hear people yelling and screaming with the beat, it's just the lyric that is beautiful, the song, is what we youngsters call, hip. Some might like it because it is the music "now" (as in latest music industry) but if we see in depth of songs like the one I posted above, we know who really are true singers who sings with emotions, and not singing for it is their job/hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER, Eminem, can rap. With emotions. I deny not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-7989429500115793625?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7989429500115793625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=7989429500115793625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7989429500115793625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7989429500115793625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/charts-facts-figures.html' title='Charts, Facts, Figures'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-1231590921717507716</id><published>2010-11-29T15:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T17:05:10.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MY-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme-a-break'/><title type='text'>raPUNzel</title><content type='html'>ngek I'm back from the previous post (: and this time, I'm here to tell the world that I HAVE watched Rapunzel.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went with the boyfriend yesterday in Tropicana Mall and it was &lt;b&gt;fullhouse&lt;/b&gt;. Crazy I tell you like, FULL. By the time I went to get the tickets all was left was the front row. But it was at the side so me and boyfriend can cuddle together without disturbance teehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since people are giving ratings, I'll go with, 7/10. If there's something I did not really enjoy in the movie was the part where all the singing comes unnecessarily and the dancing is so ... argh, spoiler. I was enjoying it until the singing and dancing all came like, omg quite stupid to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose not to watch the 3D one because after Alice and The Wonderland in 3D, I came to a final conclusion that Malaysia's so called "&lt;i&gt;3D&lt;/i&gt;" is nothing but plain bollocks (and waste of money). If you think Malaysia's standard of 3D is awesome, wait till you go to Disneyland in LA wtf (or practically any Disneyland in the world). Theirs are wayyyyy better, wayyyy more animated, and I can really tell you that you ARE apart of the whole journey throughout the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even better, try 4D! The seats rock when you're riding on a horse, it moves when there's a need to move wtf, when there's the smoke in the movie they spray this water mist over your face and stuffs it's awesome! But Malaysia, pfft. Pay for&lt;i&gt; stinky&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;over-sized&lt;/i&gt;, LOUSY 3D glasses. Stop wasting your money ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you think I'm bullshitting about the 3D and 4D in LA, don't &lt;i&gt;dare&lt;/i&gt; me because I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; witnessed it myself. And it is confirmed to be so much more awesome that HERE IN MALAYSIA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, nevertheless, the movie was a pretty good one. I cried like, 5 times wtf in the movie. And one time was somewhere in the middle (there was a sad part there somewhere I forgotten what part wtf but it was sad so I cried), second was when the king showed his sad face and cried, third was when Rapunzel and Eugene saw the lanterns, fourth was when Eugene got stabbed, fifth was when they were happily every after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But basically, I started crying when the FIRST sad part came, and from there I got all emotional and my eyes were glimmering from all of that emo parts &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt; wtf. And boyfriend just kept saying, "Zara don't cry please don't cry". Hahahahahahahahahaha men cannot take it when women cry right? Pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH OH and I love this part of the movie! I watched this part over and over again and I cried again wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uw6q5189kpc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uw6q5189kpc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it is a good movie. Besides the fact that the kids in the cinema were laughing loudly and shouting and stuffs, it was nonetheless a good movie to show that blonds aren't stupid and can survive by themselves wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So watch it! For those who have not seen the trailer, here it is. Awesome movie, don't miss it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYqpId9tj18?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYqpId9tj18?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes they just can't get his nose right ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ... and her HAIR! OMG! I want that smooth, shiny hair PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and BTW, I also watched Harry Part 1, and I couldn't help but kept thinking of the 3 brothers who cheated death, with that pattern pendant necklace. Ah, the curiosity of Part 2. I didn't read the book because the cover wasn't interesting enough to attract me wtf but Twilight Saga did wtf. Maybe I'll consider reading the last book since I'm dead curious of the second part pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Emma Watson is just, gorgeous God. Envy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hachiko is next! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-1231590921717507716?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/1231590921717507716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=1231590921717507716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/1231590921717507716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/1231590921717507716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/rapunzel.html' title='raPUNzel'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-95899386230580012</id><published>2010-11-29T13:49:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T15:02:16.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activites'/><title type='text'>RUNWAY 101 PART 2 + Diwali Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gul6rd0neEU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gul6rd0neEU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: play this song while you read this post wtf. It's much nicer trust me. Just listen to the song. If it ends wayyyyyy before you're done reading this, just play it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO! So the RUNWAY 101 part 2 as promised is here! Complementary of the Diwali Night Fashion Show lol wtf. So let's get it started!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes. That day has arrived after many hours of training to catwalk properly, to pose at the right manner, to walk by the correct amount of balancing on the runway, and to be photogenic enough for the camera to capture your expression. But after ALL that practice, I still think I suck &lt;i&gt;lar &lt;/i&gt;wtf. Still need more practice wtf pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNH-n9IhjI/AAAAAAAACBY/DjMPj11mztU/s1600/dennis%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNH-n9IhjI/AAAAAAAACBY/DjMPj11mztU/s400/dennis%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544854707426068018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Chairman of RUNWAY 101&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reached the venue about 12+, and the crew were still putting the lights, stage, runway and stuffs up. Wasn't really as nervous yet but could feel the adrenaline pumping already. And what's worse, the air condition is working, and that noon, it was hot as hell. Like we were literally sweating like it just rained, and what's even WORSE than that, some of us just SHOWERED before we came. Awesome. SO we stink and we were so sticky and gooey, and urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank God there's a shower room there wtf. Need to get someone else's towel and body cream to use wtf. Thank you my lady! Whoever you are wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after make up and people coming and hair perming and hair tying and touching make up and getting briefed and rehearsal and see some boys giggling over the runway and parents and friends coming over, start lar the show and then everyone started "omg I'm scared omg I can't breathe".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some of use were just practicing to walk in the room behind the stage and we were asking each other like "eh how as I pose like this can ah" like wtf they make me even more scared. And better, it's so bloody hot in there that our make up started to go off with our sweat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As for me, I sweat like, A LOT especially when there's heat. I always believe I have excess cold receptors beneath my skin but when it comes to heat contact, my heat receptors probably mutated themselves and multiply all at once to piss me off wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the first walk is the casual one (which is also my favorite since we can to walk with that awesome upbeat and not so slow like aqua WTF). If the song was Like A G6 OMG I don't know if I might stop at the center of the runway and shake my booties teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second was traditional clothing by famous local designer, Amir Luqman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third was an Asian Western fusion also, by famous local designer, Oscar Ng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photos below are of no particular order teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I however, uploaded only some. There's more on Facebook but mehh kinda lazy to upload wtf sorry excuse my laziness wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNHkGPJFYI/AAAAAAAACBQ/dQVkEtlloHo/s1600/mememememememme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNHkGPJFYI/AAAAAAAACBQ/dQVkEtlloHo/s400/mememememememme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544854251698197890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNHkG0vBGI/AAAAAAAACBI/my8k_03sMlM/s1600/mishaelmishaelmishaelmishael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNHkG0vBGI/AAAAAAAACBI/my8k_03sMlM/s400/mishaelmishaelmishaelmishael.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544854251855873122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNHjoA8yKI/AAAAAAAACBA/_5b9a8l8OCo/s1600/jadejadejadejadejade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNHjoA8yKI/AAAAAAAACBA/_5b9a8l8OCo/s400/jadejadejadejadejade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544854243585607842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNHjREgSyI/AAAAAAAACA4/E6DN1Oqo-44/s1600/symrensymrensymrensymren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNHjREgSyI/AAAAAAAACA4/E6DN1Oqo-44/s400/symrensymrensymrensymren.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544854237426502434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG00fvabI/AAAAAAAACAo/Z6R0aSl_gEg/s1600/SUPERLIKE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG00fvabI/AAAAAAAACAo/Z6R0aSl_gEg/s400/SUPERLIKE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544853439482128818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG0pIyatI/AAAAAAAACAg/vCHC7uz3Las/s1600/runway%2B101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG0pIyatI/AAAAAAAACAg/vCHC7uz3Las/s400/runway%2B101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544853436433066706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG0Lyz6OI/AAAAAAAACAQ/gxT9Q1aJpQs/s400/mishael.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544853428556261602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG0YuMBzI/AAAAAAAACAY/cG16MSu8-IM/s1600/likelikelikelikelike.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG0YuMBzI/AAAAAAAACAY/cG16MSu8-IM/s1600/likelikelikelikelike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG0YuMBzI/AAAAAAAACAY/cG16MSu8-IM/s400/likelikelikelikelike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544853432026531634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG0AIwd3I/AAAAAAAACAI/VqFah_46LBg/s1600/debbie%2Bbirdy%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNG0AIwd3I/AAAAAAAACAI/VqFah_46LBg/s400/debbie%2Bbirdy%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544853425427085170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGUCpl72I/AAAAAAAACAA/7dCk9Feszgk/s1600/debbie%2Bbirdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGUCpl72I/AAAAAAAACAA/7dCk9Feszgk/s400/debbie%2Bbirdy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852876345864034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGT_jAMTI/AAAAAAAAB_4/cFnSZuqAmNI/s1600/saki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGT_jAMTI/AAAAAAAAB_4/cFnSZuqAmNI/s400/saki.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852875512918322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGTuxKVOI/AAAAAAAAB_w/6hZ-DzWKAJU/s1600/kim%2Bfor%2Boscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGTuxKVOI/AAAAAAAAB_w/6hZ-DzWKAJU/s400/kim%2Bfor%2Boscar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852871008900322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGTa8bZAI/AAAAAAAAB_o/Lrs1_tym6d8/s1600/jade%2Boscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGTa8bZAI/AAAAAAAAB_o/Lrs1_tym6d8/s400/jade%2Boscar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852865687446530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGTZRDJ1I/AAAAAAAAB_g/sqFZj0oTdaQ/s1600/debbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNGTZRDJ1I/AAAAAAAAB_g/sqFZj0oTdaQ/s400/debbie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852865237067602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFt4AEZUI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/cHc7YewMIgo/s1600/runway%2B101%2Blast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFt4AEZUI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/cHc7YewMIgo/s400/runway%2B101%2Blast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852220652315970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFtfHDoyI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/AwAsBTU_jpQ/s1600/mishael%2Bfor%2Boscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFtfHDoyI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/AwAsBTU_jpQ/s400/mishael%2Bfor%2Boscar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852213970740002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFtLA56bI/AAAAAAAAB_I/IiK1k4i1dOk/s1600/mehhhh%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFtLA56bI/AAAAAAAAB_I/IiK1k4i1dOk/s400/mehhhh%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852208576227762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFswUvQWI/AAAAAAAAB_A/twrSHX7Swpg/s1600/mikko%2Bphotogenic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after much walking and rushing and needing to change clothings in less than 5 bloody minutes, it's over. You guys should see the 'Behind The Scenes of Runway 101' wtf it's really like, crazy. We were treated like princesses, like getting feed, somebody helping us wear our shoes, doing this, that, and what not. Overall, great experience, and I wouldn't mind doing the whole thing again. But for fun purposes only&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFswUvQWI/AAAAAAAAB_A/twrSHX7Swpg/s1600/mikko%2Bphotogenic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFswUvQWI/AAAAAAAAB_A/twrSHX7Swpg/s400/mikko%2Bphotogenic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852201411658082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mikko, crowned 'Miss Photogenic'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFsljZpQI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Bz9eVNdaQhc/s1600/melanie%2Bfor%2Baudience%2Bfavourite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNFsljZpQI/AAAAAAAAB-4/Bz9eVNdaQhc/s400/melanie%2Bfor%2Baudience%2Bfavourite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544852198520366338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Melanie Teo, grabbed the 'Audience Favorite'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNEb2Sg4VI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/XXC9zE7SvG8/s1600/winnerrrrrrrrrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNEb2Sg4VI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/XXC9zE7SvG8/s400/winnerrrrrrrrrr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544850811443536210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Winner of RUNWAY 101, Symren Kaur&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNEbiHJ7SI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/bUNzaszack4/s1600/loving%2Bthis%2Bshooottt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNEbiHJ7SI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/bUNzaszack4/s400/loving%2Bthis%2Bshooottt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544850806027185442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;did I tell you guys I love this shot wtf&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBLcMh31I/AAAAAAAAB-I/6lx5heEXmis/s1600/take%2Bthis%2Bone%2Bof%2Bdennis%2Band%2Bmercy%2Bmalaysia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBLcMh31I/AAAAAAAAB-I/6lx5heEXmis/s400/take%2Bthis%2Bone%2Bof%2Bdennis%2Band%2Bmercy%2Bmalaysia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544847231026323282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So for those who know not, the sole purpose of this modelling competition is not only to look for inner model talents in students, but to also raise fund for the Mercy Malaysia. The final sum was RM5,500 but quite at the last minute, Andrew Modelling raised it to RM 11,000 (if I'm not mistaken, or RM10k) because, well, he's generous. So congrats all (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBK_1CjzI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xCoxH5sTdhg/s1600/andrea%2Bforseka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBK_1CjzI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xCoxH5sTdhg/s400/andrea%2Bforseka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544847223411609394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Andrea Fonseka, National Director of Miss Universe Malaysia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBKT52OEI/AAAAAAAAB94/i0JbR4baw1I/s1600/andrew%2Bmodelling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBKT52OEI/AAAAAAAAB94/i0JbR4baw1I/s400/andrew%2Bmodelling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544847211620612162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Andrew Tan, Founder and CEO of Andrewsmodels&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBJ-RR4OI/AAAAAAAAB9w/X-DGC-GYGpE/s1600/amir%2Bgay%2Bwtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBJ-RR4OI/AAAAAAAAB9w/X-DGC-GYGpE/s400/amir%2Bgay%2Bwtf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544847205813313762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amir Luqman, Famous Local Designer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBJ8Vi_PI/AAAAAAAAB9o/UdOSsioDtT8/s1600/couple%2Bwtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNBJ8Vi_PI/AAAAAAAAB9o/UdOSsioDtT8/s400/couple%2Bwtf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544847205294341362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hans Isaac, Producer, Director, Actor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and don't you think the both of them looked like a couple wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNAOjdyKpI/AAAAAAAAB9g/zLSuv_Qem4M/s1600/group%2Bshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNAOjdyKpI/AAAAAAAAB9g/zLSuv_Qem4M/s400/group%2Bshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544846185005722258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that is it for the RUNWAY 101 Part 2. Sorry if you guys expected more lol. Anyways, DIWALI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So some of the models from RUNWAY 101 were called back to do a fashion show for the Diwali Night in HELP University College, wearing Amir Luqman's clothing line. The walk was great, night was great, song was awesome, everything went smoothly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The song on top was the song played for our fashion walk. Loving the song. With beat, that feeling is there, I don't know this song just gives you that, oomph! Should have played this for RUNWAY 101 wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNAOEJDhGI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/4-XuA_0VOMs/s1600/diwali%2B111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNAOEJDhGI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/4-XuA_0VOMs/s400/diwali%2B111111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544846176597279842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNANkFsNbI/AAAAAAAAB9I/IHyNYNIEStk/s400/diwali%2B11111.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544846167993234866" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNAOORHmgI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/cfUsmIHHlMo/s1600/diwali%2B13456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNAOORHmgI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/cfUsmIHHlMo/s400/diwali%2B13456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544846179315456514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNANX2bZDI/AAAAAAAAB9A/O_yliN0wCjE/s1600/diwali%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNANX2bZDI/AAAAAAAAB9A/O_yliN0wCjE/s400/diwali%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544846164707992626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_HsUwUPI/AAAAAAAAB84/xujbEp5Mgns/s1600/diwali%2B1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_HsUwUPI/AAAAAAAAB84/xujbEp5Mgns/s400/diwali%2B1111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544844967613059314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_HRjkU_I/AAAAAAAAB8w/FAANXogOq0I/s1600/diwali%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_HRjkU_I/AAAAAAAAB8w/FAANXogOq0I/s400/diwali%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544844960427430898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_HCdooDI/AAAAAAAAB8o/xQFZRz2layU/s1600/diwali%2B111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_HCdooDI/AAAAAAAAB8o/xQFZRz2layU/s400/diwali%2B111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544844956376014898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you guys like, guess who am I from all of the pictures above wtf. In case you're wondering == the fourth picture from the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_G4pRGMI/AAAAAAAAB8g/SVgKlBDbtCA/s1600/diwali%2Blalalalal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_G4pRGMI/AAAAAAAAB8g/SVgKlBDbtCA/s400/diwali%2Blalalalal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544844953740449986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I kinda like my candid pose here in this photo hahhahahahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_GgGhIdI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/OziJD63cKzI/s1600/diwali%2Blast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPM_GgGhIdI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/OziJD63cKzI/s400/diwali%2Blast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544844947152249298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;assignments and exams! Hello wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-95899386230580012?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/95899386230580012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=95899386230580012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/95899386230580012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/95899386230580012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/ps-play-this-song-while-you-read-this.html' title='RUNWAY 101 PART 2 + Diwali Night'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TPNH-n9IhjI/AAAAAAAACBY/DjMPj11mztU/s72-c/dennis%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-5352021603666450820</id><published>2010-11-25T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T14:27:41.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>VOTE FOR XIA XUE</title><content type='html'>Hi wtf I wrote a post and suddenly thing went wrong and now I have to re-type every bloody shit FML. ARGH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No dilly dally I'm going straight to the point now. VOTE FOR XIA XUE &lt;a href="http://mideayouthchoice.com/?page_id=49#mmf-f5-p49-o1"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. And also please vote for Bobby Tonelli OH.AM.GEE. Why isn't Paul Foster/Edmund/Terence there pfft. All equally hot aaaauuuuuuhhhhhhhhh *droolswtf*. But so I'll have trouble deciding who to vote so no thanks wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not really sure the sole purpose to vote for the celebrities in the site, but well when it involves Bobby Tonelli, I'm up wtf. Fuck I'm melting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing a fashion show tonight so please, don't rain PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-5352021603666450820?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/5352021603666450820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=5352021603666450820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5352021603666450820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5352021603666450820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/vote-for-xia-xue.html' title='VOTE FOR XIA XUE'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-7491167700127765461</id><published>2010-11-18T14:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T15:23:00.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo sial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme-a-break'/><title type='text'>TO BE RICH</title><content type='html'>Hello to my dearest readers. I think probably some of you guys would be pretty pissed by now (or not 'cause you guys couldn't care less) that I have not updated about the RUNWAY 101 Part 2. It's just that I have assignments to encounter and it's really not easy to make it up to university life with such hectic schedule and assignments due (OK frankly, my timetable is pretty much free but hello it's not easy too OK).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;University is really tiring and I need time and I need a place to rant. Sure I have someone to rant to but, they probably wouldn't fathom or get in depth than some of you readers (if there IS  a reader FML) so I'm just gonna rant it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People constantly say that I am a thinker. I think too much. I think a lot. I think all the time. I never stop thinking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And&lt;i&gt; that,&lt;/i&gt; is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can think of everything about anything. Like I can pick you on things which doesn't even annoy me (I just pick for fun). Like me picking my boyfriend on every single action of his simply because, after every small&lt;s&gt;butadorable&lt;/s&gt; fights we have, he would hug me and shower me with kisses wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yes. I think too much. Even before I go to bed, I think. During mask, I think. Shower, I think. Nature calls, I think. Sometimes I think too much I even talk to myself FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I assure you I am no &lt;b&gt;weirdo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had very little sleep last night because I slept late. Waking up early is really not my thing, it's probably worse than doing a chore. And now I'm in the library typing this because my next class is at 4. SO imagine a class straight from 8am till 6pm? Some of you might have this sort of schedule lol but mine is like, 8am - 10am class, 12pm-12:45pm class, 4pm - 6pm class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reason I have class from 12pm till 12:45pm is because it was a presentation (starting this week) and there's only .... 6 people presenting each day? Double URGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ANYWAY. The reason I'd like to blog today is to rant about something else. Please do continue reading. Just want to make you think if you'd feel the same way I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In my very most utterly personal opinion wtf, I feel that teenagers, as in youngsters like me -maybe 17 till 20 years old - are way too materialistic. And in materialistic I mean, going after brands, money, going for things that makes them happy otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I AM a materialist. I cannot deny that hahahahah. I love branded consumer goods I mean, if you don't, I wish I was you. You might questioned like, if I really wanted to be the vice versa of a materialist, then why not start to be one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If so then, question an addict. Doesn't matter alcohol, smoking, eating, ask if they can quit just like that. If you think it is of different category from shopping, lol I believe you're probably wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And by branded goods, don't just think of Chanel, or Henri Bendel. Think of Apple maybe? Hey iPhone, iPad, they are all branded goods as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But of course I don't eye for Apple that much == I've always prefer a berry. Berries are awesome hohohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway wtf kept going out of topic. I mean, OK take myself as an example. I'm a&lt;b&gt; teenager&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;18&lt;/b&gt; going 19 this year wtf and I'm in university HAHAHAHAHAHAH (==!) and besides studying, most of the time my mind is either on &lt;s&gt;bf&lt;/s&gt;ways to&lt;b&gt; increase&lt;/b&gt; my &lt;b&gt;income&lt;/b&gt;. I hate the need to work under the sun, or behind a slot machine and cashing in and out. I hate the need to wear an ugly uniform, and breathing on anxiety and fear that mates might come and laugh at me. I just want a speedy speedy way to get money - or what we call passive ... earning or something wtf forgotten).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want money. Money makes everything better, simple, money makes everything accessible. Don't be a fool no more and say, '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;with love, everything is possible&lt;/span&gt;' or '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;money can't buy happiness&lt;/span&gt;'. Really, what sort of era are you living at? If you have no money to survive by the street, you get nothing, than piece of spit in you face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although it is inevitable to argue that even with money as high as the sky, you cannot be happy without a companion. &lt;i&gt;True&lt;/i&gt;. But with a companion and no money, one can hardly survive a day. Fights will occur, disputations will arise and one day, everything might just tumble down before you know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hence, money and love must come together pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See I'm going out of topic again ARGH! OK OK I'm back. So I'm a teenager, and I'm thinking of ways to get more money. I am a full-time student in HELP University College. If we compare to probably 30 years ago (?), people those days would have just study, hang out with friends, party, study, enjoy time with family, doing the fullest they can to never at all waste a single second of their teen life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And where am I stuck at? Thinking of ways to get more money to go shopping, to be out of the black hole of constantly thinking if I fit into the life in this era, thinking if I can be "&lt;i&gt;like them&lt;/i&gt;". And where does all this thinking comes from? Thoughts of wanting goods like Chanel bag, YSL perfume, Matthew Williamson's dress, Henri Bendel's stiletto? Not only all this branded items are driving me nuts, they are making me so stressed out that I now thinks if I live a proper life as a teenager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am only 18 (for now). I'm supposed to be out there running with my friends, feasting with my family. And instead, I'm driving myself nuts vomiting shits to get money so that I could "&lt;i&gt;fit in&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't you think so?  You guys might think that we should be going on the extra mile to "&lt;i&gt;fit in&lt;/i&gt;", or to keep up with the era because the world is getting more advance. SAYS WHO? The world ISN'T advancing. The world is as it is. The society is. Technology. You people might not realise/believe but I do. I do believe that one day, technology will destroy us all. Global warming is getting more serious and hell, who bloody cares now isn't it? We'll buy the latest Audi or Fair Lady racing car and just speed on the road (then you crash and die hahahaha FYL wtf I kid wtf). Yeah well who's gonna pay for the amount of air and sound pollution you exposed to the environment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think too much? I kid you not. One day, all of this would be gone. People die,&lt;b&gt; extinct&lt;/b&gt;, even if we do live, we might be living in a world like&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Avatar&lt;/span&gt;. And maybe, just maybe, you'd start thinking if you HAVE been living your teen life to the fullest, or just thinking of ways to make money to "&lt;b&gt;keep up&lt;/b&gt;" with the society, just because, you don't own the latest item in town, you don't get to wear the most comfortable cashmere coat on you, or maybe because, you just want to show it off to the people like: oh hey look at me! I hold a YSL bag, wearing Jimmy Choo's limited edition, Marc Jacob's top, Prada skirt, with squirts of Michael Kors perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You lead a luxurious life, but is it what you really, really what, unconsciously? To have items to show it off, for comfort, quality? Or just wanting them because you want them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-7491167700127765461?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7491167700127765461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=7491167700127765461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7491167700127765461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7491167700127765461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-be-rich.html' title='TO BE RICH'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-1429274329025036015</id><published>2010-11-11T12:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:05:30.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>A|X for 30% OFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HELLO READERS WHO TWEETS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Listen up you guys (; 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Few things have been really frustrating so this will be a post of pictures and rants yeay!  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;smile. You know you want too (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, lazy to rant suddenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shutupguys.blogspot.com"&gt;Clay Tan&lt;/a&gt;, if you're reading this, make sure that you are full first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj5I72f1dI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/lvHAzC5o094/s1600/DSC06722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj5I72f1dI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/lvHAzC5o094/s400/DSC06722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537449673752565202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he loves me and he has 2 jantungs hohoho.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj5ImFIvkI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Fx0dagiKE8g/s1600/DSC06816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj5ImFIvkI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Fx0dagiKE8g/s400/DSC06816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537449667908386370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am I am I am a zombie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj5IkczbnI/AAAAAAAAB8A/84vbehOD7ZY/s1600/DSC06784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj5IkczbnI/AAAAAAAAB8A/84vbehOD7ZY/s400/DSC06784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537449667470782066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love licking mayonnaise from my palm. Yum.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj4f0RPDJI/AAAAAAAAB7w/yZSusod8JtA/s1600/DSC06814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj4f0RPDJI/AAAAAAAAB7w/yZSusod8JtA/s400/DSC06814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537448967342591122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GHEE BALL IS FAWESOME. me love &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj4feFGAUI/AAAAAAAAB7g/N5Lw-_fAB5Q/s1600/DSC06646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj4feFGAUI/AAAAAAAAB7g/N5Lw-_fAB5Q/s400/DSC06646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537448961386086722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;something like &lt;i&gt;keropok lekor&lt;/i&gt; with spices powdered over. What do they call this again....seafood tempura? It's out of my mind this junk food worth RM5 is from the Taiwanese store that sells awesome fried chicken and &lt;i&gt;mee sua&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj4ffblfeI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/rE6UG7X2Se0/s1600/DSC06643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj4ffblfeI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/rE6UG7X2Se0/s400/DSC06643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537448961748860386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you are a bubble tea addict, STOP DRINKING. PLEASE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It will kill you one day &lt;i&gt;ohmigosh!&lt;/i&gt; Seriously lar think what I'm kidding is it. I quit already you should too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;google it if you don't believe me. They said that it doesn't harm you yadayadayada, yeah and they said if you eat more fish you can swim better 'cause fishes swim FYL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj4fDDbSHI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/aUR59ep6IMw/s1600/DSC06644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj4fDDbSHI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/aUR59ep6IMw/s400/DSC06644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537448954131335282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claryn Tan tolong lar berhenti minum. Adalah tidak baik dan tidak sihat untuk kesihatan meskipun is sedap diminum dan digigit. nom nom nom &lt;i&gt;toing toing&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mr4VXMI/AAAAAAAAB7A/bDwKtB8uRsk/s1600/DSC06647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mr4VXMI/AAAAAAAAB7A/bDwKtB8uRsk/s400/DSC06647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537447985838120130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;dragon pizza &lt;/b&gt;is available in Murni, SS2. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" border="0" class="gl_align_center" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MFG trust me, it's really, really, really, fucking derrishious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The make me wanna die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mhinFWI/AAAAAAAAB64/MSKZLT9txGs/s1600/DSC06727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mhinFWI/AAAAAAAAB64/MSKZLT9txGs/s400/DSC06727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537447983062652258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mYL0kzI/AAAAAAAAB6w/4og_qfNVzwc/s1600/DSC06741.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mYL0kzI/AAAAAAAAB6w/4og_qfNVzwc/s1600/DSC06741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mYL0kzI/AAAAAAAAB6w/4og_qfNVzwc/s400/DSC06741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537447980551148338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't be fooled. It's at all, the opposite of delicious. IDK who barbequed it *whistles*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mLN6_7I/AAAAAAAAB6o/NuMxojoQrpY/s1600/DSC06744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj3mLN6_7I/AAAAAAAAB6o/NuMxojoQrpY/s400/DSC06744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537447977070297010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj2rx6pwJI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/-R-RL7ZCO4I/s1600/DSC06756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj2rx6pwJI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/-R-RL7ZCO4I/s400/DSC06756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537446973846175890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj2rbgevII/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yowVygHkZ1A/s1600/DSC06750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj2rbgevII/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yowVygHkZ1A/s400/DSC06750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537446967830822018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj2rb9z2LI/AAAAAAAAB6I/mHEem-jbRpM/s1600/DSC06796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj2rb9z2LI/AAAAAAAAB6I/mHEem-jbRpM/s400/DSC06796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537446967953840306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;comfy comfy comfy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj2rLkP8sI/AAAAAAAAB6A/TulUJuv6dzg/s1600/DSC06807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj2rLkP8sI/AAAAAAAAB6A/TulUJuv6dzg/s400/DSC06807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537446963551662786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cunninglingus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNjuQw901SI/AAAAAAAAB5w/CBXE60zuIfo/s1600/DSC06668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNjuQkDpYXI/AAAAAAAAB5o/ivuWZempoZs/s400/me%2Bme%2BME..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537437710176313714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next RUNWAY post shall be up (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;stay tuned yo yo yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-4525415182984417301?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4525415182984417301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=4525415182984417301&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/4525415182984417301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/4525415182984417301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-not-perform-cunning.html' title='Do Not Perform Cunning******'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TNj5I72f1dI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/lvHAzC5o094/s72-c/DSC06722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-2896867463762080451</id><published>2010-11-06T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T18:32:30.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>When To Believe?</title><content type='html'>We human just won't be happy with things and people we have, until we lose it. We know it, we know the fact that we could be taking things for granted, that we should appreciate things before everything becomes too late to turn, but despite all conscience thoughts, we choose to follow our heart instead of our mind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we become too self-conscious sometimes, we forget those who care, those who were beside us, families who are constantly behind us, pushing and guiding, friends who wipe tears that roll on cheeks, besties who lend their shoulder to weep on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sometimes become careless when making a decision, and maybe selfish because you know, what can go wrong? If none of us say it, nobody would find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when something does go wrong? Who is it to blame?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So some would blame God, accusing and pointing fingers claiming: why do have to treat me like this? What did I do? Did i murder anyone or took away somebody else's happiness? Why? Why of everyone, me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe some would point to...let's say, karma? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some to the Satan or "devil" standing on our shoulder?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe 30% &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-that is just my rough estimation. no research whatsoever haha - &lt;/span&gt;would blame the opposition. Traitor? Enemy? Nemesis. God, what a bitch! Karma will bite you in the arse you'll just have to wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, in the name of karma again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If we cannot tell the future, why do things that'll risk your whole life's effort? Oh right, we should be taking at least some risk in life, or if not, where's the thrill!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So you took that one small step into thinking your life would improve so much better, until you see everything slowly crumbling, picturing nothing but pure darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There. In your face. Your so-called thrill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So because we human only got one life, one chance, one shot, we should make the fullest of it. To take the risk, to take the chance, to grab the opportunity, it's really, entirely, up to us. Your hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I personally believe we live our life on our own. Destiny and fate, they might exist, and I might choose not to believe. Happiness are what we go after, and if you would say: "If we have fate, we would see each other again" or "If he/she loves me, he/she would come back to me".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what if the opposite one is thinking the same? What if (for example) a she thought that he would come back to him if he loves him, and yet at the same time, he thinks that if she loves him enough, she would come back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And given enough time, one would think, "oh well, if we have the fate being together, God will let us see each other again, and we will fall in love again".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grow up. If you want him so much, go after him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To me, I'd like to think that God is there to guide us, to look upon our actions, our reactions, our schemes, our thoughts, and to give blessings when appropriate. It's our choice to want something, to go for something, to have the drive to own that something. It's not like if you deserve it, God would generously give it to you. Yeah sure you'd deserve it, so do other people. So what does that make now? If 10 people deserved the same thing you deserve, would you have said: hey I deserve it more! And I deserve MORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Human is greedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what can God do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How much can God do for us, that to an extent we all rely on Him, and not to our own determination, and motivation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God is up there looking at our every single move. But our future, is in our hands. To want what you want, and to have what you need, is up to your own will on how far you would go for that thing you need/want, and whether you have it or not, is entirely up to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Karma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's just part of life, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-2896867463762080451?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2896867463762080451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=2896867463762080451&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2896867463762080451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2896867463762080451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-to-believe.html' title='When To Believe?'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8797294985522348933</id><published>2010-11-04T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T19:07:56.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrenaline rush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>A Cup of Earl Grey</title><content type='html'>I wanted to blog about something, but something just keep coming up and Idk if that's like a signal that I shouldn't blog about it LOL. Call me superstitious yada yada but hpmh, prevention better than cure wtf.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, all I wanna do now is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go clubbing, get wasted and dance by The Pretty Reckless and Far East Movement hohohoho ohmigosh excited maximum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Siapa mau join?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-8797294985522348933?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8797294985522348933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8797294985522348933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8797294985522348933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8797294985522348933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/11/cup-of-earl-grey.html' title='A Cup of Earl Grey'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-6246397787864240749</id><published>2010-10-31T12:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T00:17:58.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>World's Coolest Intern</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz6GsrLpeI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/nZR8fEwNbns/s400/DSC06666.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534073035109934562" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello I've returned from the previous post and I've moved on with my emotions and turn the repeat on Like A G6 by FEM hohohoho yes 'cause I'm awesome and fast like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, Im'ma blog for Nuffnang on WORLD'S COOLEST INTERN (which is me of course; like who else) and Im'ma win SD 30 000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes pe-o-pol. Dalam engkau muka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't understand? In your face lar omg. See, not cool enough to understand cool language. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Based on THAT &lt;s&gt;lame&lt;/s&gt;freaking awesome dalam engkau muka sentence created by moi, am I cool enough to be the WORLD'S COOLEST INTERN earning more than what you can do as an intern in 6 months time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz8fG839lI/AAAAAAAAB5g/8XUHWZGgX08/s400/like+a+g6.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534075653503579730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure I can. I'll tell you why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz3lEWlXhI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/KLYRyZnK07U/s400/DSC05751.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534070258327182866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so damn ass glam that I literally drown you. &lt;i&gt;Glam people are cool&lt;/i&gt;. Take that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz6GlMSdHI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/q5SMZ-MoHl0/s1600/15102010249.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz49RGZmaI/AAAAAAAAB4w/CI4Sf8i8iZo/s400/DSC05068.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534071773577451938" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;picture says it all. You &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;gorgeous&lt;/b&gt;. Like me! Because you read my blog &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;, because I'm cool and awesome like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz6GlMSdHI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/q5SMZ-MoHl0/s1600/15102010249.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz3kT40dsI/AAAAAAAAB4A/0wdldB3WRPw/s400/DSC06043.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534070245317441218" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am compassionate like that. I am an animal lover and I think the world needs more animal lovers like me because people eat dogs and they are not cool at all. I mean yeah sure dog meats are super high in protein and is literally good for health but hello, who eats cute little animals like DOGS? Have a heart people, like the World's Coolest Intern, who has a compassionate heart for cute animals and less fortunate people out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;30 000 SD is a lot please. Can do lots of donations already. It's still October so HELLO BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz3ktIYyxI/AAAAAAAAB4I/QgSvkJvMJLc/s400/DSC06045.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534070252093623058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAVE A HEART.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth of all... I so totally am the World's Coolest Intern because,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz3k48vZeI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/XBUeJO2yzVM/s400/DSC06190.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534070255265998306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't make stupid mistakes like that. I mean seriously. To apply for a job here engkau kena sediakan surat untuk office. Dude people don't....wait. Malaysians speak like that. Oh, oh ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But this intern is in Singapore so, screw Manglish! No such thing as Manglish anyway you people grow up. Be cool like me. Or like Barney Stinson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz6GlMSdHI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/q5SMZ-MoHl0/s1600/15102010249.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifth of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz49DW_6rI/AAAAAAAAB4o/dZCXVZ9uQg0/s400/DSC01439.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534071769888975538" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I am spontaneous and outgoing&lt;s&gt;IkilltherestofotherinternsbecauseIamhotinformalwear&lt;/s&gt;. Honestly, I don't have any formal job experience in an office whatsoever. I've worked before, yeah for Hotlink? Not like those people in the store sitting their butt down OK I moved my butt around promoting Hotlink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hardworking like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The best part of this internship programme is that it doesn't requires any experience whatsoever, you can just go ahead and experience there itself! This could be my stepping stone to the outside world if I ever stand the chance to work for Standard Chartered Bank. People would know me, people would see me, I've got good future for myself and my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If at all people with experience are prioritized......nahh. I sort of doubt. I wouldn't say it's unfair if they really do prefer people with experience but, well it's not stated anywhere as far as I can see so, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz6GlMSdHI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/q5SMZ-MoHl0/s1600/15102010249.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz6GlMSdHI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/q5SMZ-MoHl0/s1600/15102010249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz6GlMSdHI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/q5SMZ-MoHl0/s400/15102010249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534073033101309042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is a random picture. 'cause I'm cool like that LOL are you guys getting annoyed with me saying ''cause I'm cool like that'? It's fun lol you guys should try it pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on top of everything, they too, need someone who can keep up with the speed of Facebook and Twitter and to me, that is a piece of cake. Literally ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm not the only one who wakes up in the morning looking at the Facebook page even before drinking water, before walking out of the room to pee, before opening the curtains for the sun to shine in through the room. Most of us too that (well the addicts do). Thanks a lot to Mark Zuckenberg, we all study Face book more than text books. 'cause he's cool like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Twitter? C'mon. Now this, I know not many are Twitter fans. Some despise Twitter for they say Twitter is just like updating statuses in Facebook, or some even say Twitter is a waste of time and it's boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let me tell you guys something, in Facebook, when you spam on statuses, people say: shit gimme a break you're spamming my news feed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Twitter, people say: shit this dude is COOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, if you don't update your Twitter frequently, nobody follows you. There. A tip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz49zIu7TI/AAAAAAAAB5I/XmEYqj8Hakw/s1600/DSC06683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz49zIu7TI/AAAAAAAAB5I/XmEYqj8Hakw/s400/DSC06683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534071782714043698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be cool and awesome like me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;follow me on twitter at @zararockyolife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz49iMe2gI/AAAAAAAAB5A/42VyQ0Pgkgs/s400/DSC05687.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534071778166364674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a true story: I have no fate with Singapore. My family pretty often travels to Singapore, but each time they travel, it clashes with my exams. All. The. Bloody. Time. No kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So it's always that I'm stuck in this country for days while my family is out there cam whoring. My life is awesome. Like that. Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz3lcikKPI/AAAAAAAAB4g/st6QRnc5xAM/s400/20092010051.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534070264819886322" /&gt;Oh I didn't even have the chance to introduce myself yet haha!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz49cWHTAI/AAAAAAAAB44/yfSumW5vku8/s1600/DSC05611.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a first year psychology student in HELP University College, Bangsar. Is there any rule out there stating that a student MUST finish her courses before she continues to an internship? Really, I don't know about that so if you do, do tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides everything, I think I'm cool enough to join THE WORLD'S COOLEST INTERN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz49cWHTAI/AAAAAAAAB44/yfSumW5vku8/s1600/DSC05611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz49cWHTAI/AAAAAAAAB44/yfSumW5vku8/s400/DSC05611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534071776596151298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'cause I'm cool and awesome and LEGENDARY, like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-6246397787864240749?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/6246397787864240749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=6246397787864240749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/6246397787864240749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/6246397787864240749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/worlds-coolest-intern.html' title='World&apos;s Coolest Intern'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TMz6GsrLpeI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/nZR8fEwNbns/s72-c/DSC06666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-7199375696770356159</id><published>2010-10-31T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:39:13.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtfness'/><title type='text'>What If</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I'm really sorry if I left some of you guys hanging after some post 'cause I was really, really, busy and there's really no way to avoid assignments than to finish and hand them in wtf.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sincere apologies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be a short, emo, quick update because I'm emo and bf is not here for me to hit and smack and cry on so I'll pour it on my blog. Hope you guys don't mind lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I promised a RUNWAY 101 PART 2 and I will deliver. Patience lol now emotions got the better of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played Jason Derulo's What If on repeat because that song simply helps me more in writing this post. It's so emo and it makes me wanna cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you have the song, play it while you read this post. It gets more meaningful and sad I think wtf pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hi everyone (again wtf). I'm emo. I know what's my problem to begin with, but I refuse to put it in words here for the public to see&lt;s&gt;and judgewtf&lt;/s&gt; because honestly, I care a lot what people talk behind my back, what people think of me, how people judge me. Yes that's my weakness wtf I'm not suppose to let you guys know wtf. It's really none of my business what you people think of me but, I can't help thinking why lar k so just stfu and listen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a very, very, very emotional girl. If you're my close friend, my boyfriend, you would know. I think about EVERYTHING and MUST find the reason to WHY people THINK that way, simply because, I care, I bother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when the matter has got nothing to do with me, like absolutely NOTHING to do with me, I still want to stir it a little more and find into those little details why it happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This ladies and gentlemen, is what we chinese call "sei pat po".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it is&lt;i&gt; me&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby what if? What If it was me? What If it was meant to be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't tell the future nooooooooooooooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So imma say du du du duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiya damn emo ah cannot stand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Fuckin' emo man no can take it bye bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-7199375696770356159?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7199375696770356159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=7199375696770356159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7199375696770356159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7199375696770356159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-if.html' title='What If'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-6383901014738746739</id><published>2010-10-25T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:09:38.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY SOON.</title><content type='html'>yes I will update soon. VERY SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-6383901014738746739?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/6383901014738746739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=6383901014738746739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/6383901014738746739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/6383901014738746739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/very-soon.html' title='VERY SOON.'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-9158333920353074724</id><published>2010-10-21T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:14:45.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eff eff eff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimme-a-break'/><title type='text'>Long Tailed Road</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My life is wayyyyyy too fucked up now to say anything, comment anything, let alone blog about anything. So if you are interested in catching up to my RUNWAY 101 PART 2, do stay tune. If not, you're not my fan I know (wtf if I HAVE  a fan).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Fucked up. Till then (when I'm feeling less fucked up and life is not so miserable).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-9158333920353074724?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/9158333920353074724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=9158333920353074724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/9158333920353074724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/9158333920353074724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-tailed-road.html' title='Long Tailed Road'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-2255798597980621502</id><published>2010-10-16T18:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T01:19:19.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MY-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>RUNWAY 101 Finale PART 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY EVERYBODY! Sorry for being MIA for a while. I'm just done with partial of my mid terms paper -which means there's another partial coming in soon to fit into my schedule - , half of my assignments, and the MAJOR event that was held yesterday - which was a friday - is over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And honestly, I cannot,&lt;i&gt; cannot&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;cannot&lt;/b&gt;, explain the feeling I felt yesterday. It was just, remarkable? No that's an understatement. IDK what word is it I'll have to check the dictionary HAHAHAHA! BRB with the right word next time on my next post PART 2.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;The major event was the RUNWAY 101 finale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I won't be spilling EVERYTHING here now. Will wait for the pictures to be uploaded first. THEN I'll spill everything (if I remember lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Nonetheless, it was an amazing night, and the event was a success I would say. Wasn't as full-house as I expected but, who cares? &lt;b&gt;Malaysia's top designers &lt;/b&gt;were there, &lt;b&gt;male actor&lt;/b&gt; was there, &lt;b&gt;founder of Miss Universe Malaysia&lt;/b&gt; was there, &lt;b&gt;Malaysia's top super model&lt;/b&gt; so if you're not there, it's not my loss really (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;HOWEVER, I did not win. Yes, pffft of me :( boohooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Great experience, really. Amazing. It was really,&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt;, like I mean really x100000000 amazing. I just didn't know how to describe the feeling, it's indescribable. Indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Well, am I frustrated, I would have lied if I've said no. Am I disappointed? I'm in denial if I said I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;To think about it again, feels like I could do so much better, if given a chance again. But to be realistic, everyone would have done better if given a second chance (or at least most of the people would).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I just want to give my dedication to Dennis Khor, the chairman, and organizer of this event, because if it wasn't for him, I'm quite in doubt that the event will go as smooth as it is yesterday. Because I saw the way he delegated things to the committees and dividing his precious time to his VIP guests, committees, preparation of the hall, us models, and little time for himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLl-PyOWqlI/AAAAAAAAB3g/KR6T2m5UO5k/s400/dennis.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528588827219110482" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dennis Khor; Chairman, Organizer, Mentor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;picture taken from one of the lovely contestant, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://in-toxicating.blogspot.com/2010/10/finaaaaaaalee.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Melanie Teo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I saw the way he sweat himself off yesterday trying to pull everything off. Running, directing people, this that, I swear I can cry seeing him so dedicated like that. Very capable man I &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt;swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;And never to forget, my boyfriend &lt;3&gt;always, &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;constantly&lt;/i&gt; being there for me &lt;i&gt;till the end&lt;/i&gt;, even when I have been so rough on him, when I have my mood swings, when I'm in so much problems that I cannot think properly, even when he has late classes in the night, he was there for me, all the way till the end. Thank you so much baby boy &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLmFiLORXGI/AAAAAAAAB3o/nPl3iqgq6Xc/s400/15102010236.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528596839748688994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLmFiTIMP7I/AAAAAAAAB3w/HdDwJdm3tv4/s400/15102010234.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528596841870671794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one of the pictures my boyfriend took last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLmFim-9K_I/AAAAAAAAB34/aC3BnkEaLX8/s1600/15102010244.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Super&lt;/i&gt; awesome gown I'm wearing isn't it? It's like a wedding gown (or maybe it IS a wedding gown) I super love it! I almost want to just go back home with that gown on me I don't care LOL! Cost probably around RM4000 plus? It's really, really heavy, top is like a corset and the bottom part is full with layers and layers of I-don't-know-what-is-it-called fabric but it's the kind that I love most of all besides silk and chiffon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gown worn is from top designer Malaysia, Oscar Ng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLmFim-9K_I/AAAAAAAAB34/aC3BnkEaLX8/s1600/15102010244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLmFim-9K_I/AAAAAAAAB34/aC3BnkEaLX8/s400/15102010244.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528596847200644082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so tired after everything last night I can die. My first meal of the day was water, second meal was  a full spoon of oily, salty rice with half of a fried egg, and my last meal ended with a proper noodle meal with the boyfriend &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No electricity for 4 hours straight from 1400 till 1830 please imagine the hot weather without fan whatsoever we're literally sweating like it's raining minus the sky pouring H20 to us. Some of us showered like, twice because we couldn't stand the weather and thank God there was a shower room there for us. Or, we can lick off the salt from our body like, OK that's gross I'm sorry LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too tired for after party in MILK last night but according to the photographer AND, awesome friend, Jeremy Choy aka bboyrice, after party was awesome wooorrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-2255798597980621502?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2255798597980621502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=2255798597980621502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2255798597980621502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2255798597980621502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/runway-101-finale-part-1.html' title='RUNWAY 101 Finale PART 1'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLl-PyOWqlI/AAAAAAAAB3g/KR6T2m5UO5k/s72-c/dennis.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-7194124331959175710</id><published>2010-10-12T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:43:34.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EXAMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-.-'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtfness'/><title type='text'>Superhuman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi, I am currently unstable emotionally and if I rant here out of nothing, that would be stupid and childish hence, I shall involve myself with topics we(teenagers) talk most. Or at least, talk most often wtf == I think&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt; if you disagree just shut up and move on to the next line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By "&lt;i&gt;line&lt;/i&gt;" I mean, starting of the paragraph pfft. Oh and I have a mid term paper tomorrow, 2 assignments due this friday, and a &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt;major event on friday night. Will appreciate if you include me in your prayers tonight. Amituofu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the topic that I chose now is: figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By figure I mean body figure&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt; of course. Pretty random I suppose but, I can't think of anything else so just stick to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like of those you've seen in The Biggest Loser EPISODE 1. Quite many of you would have been like "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;omfg those people can walk out of street like that&lt;/span&gt;", or maybe "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;wtf, I'd die being like them might as well opt for suicide or something&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah because I was one of them. One of those people who discriminate others saying "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;wtf FAT!&lt;/span&gt;" and I still do now. To myself, my friends, my family. When I gain a little weight (or I thought I did) I'd just stop eating. Yeah I don't care. Just stop until I get back to my ideal weight, and I'll start eating, &lt;b&gt;moderately&lt;/b&gt;. When my friends gained weight, I'd say "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;omg I think you've gain some weight&lt;/span&gt;". Or I might say, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;wtf you're fat&lt;/span&gt;". Call me cruel? You'll see why next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many people have asked me, how did you lose so much weight? Yeah believe it or not, I was fat. Not obese, maybe &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;slightly&lt;/span&gt;, very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;slightly&lt;/span&gt;, overweight. Or just chubby.&lt;b&gt; I love food&lt;/b&gt;. People who hate food, they don't deserve to go fine dining == I. LOVE. FOOD. Just like everybody else. I love ice cream, I love fried food, chocolate, CHEESE CAKE, whatever you name it, I've tried it. Until one day, I started gasping for air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sorry no demo. Type in "gasping" in youtube; hopefully they have a demo for you wtf.  Don't have then imagine lar OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I was from FAT till a year later, I was anorexic. And I was happy. I felt accepted to the society and when I looked back to the pictures of my past, this is my reaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHATTHEFOOKK O.O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fat until omg. If I were to be THAT fat again, I'll seriously go for some liposuction or surgery or whatever. Then, &lt;b&gt;losing weight was my obsession&lt;/b&gt;. I'd do anything, just ANYTHING to be thin. Except sinful stuffs, like drugs all no no. So please imagine, if my previous size was about, 1/4 of a biggest loser competitor EPISODE 1, how would I react when I saw their size, EPISODE 1?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ohmy&lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt;God.whatthefuck.whatthefuck.whatthefuck!whatthefuck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and it went on until the commercial starts ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Until errrrrrrrrrr, months later (maybe LOL) - I don't know just a vague approximation - that I finally realise something. Could it be that it is because that they felt like there is no hope to lose weight, that brought them to THAT state. Possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like myself. During my stay in my previous unit at a condominium, I couldn't be bothered washing the toilet because it was THAT filthy. Like molds, and this and that and others shall be kept silent. Like it's filthy and it smells and PFFT I just thought "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;OMG whatever I'm never washing this toilet it'll take YEARS to get it squeeky clean nah-ah&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;yes THAT dirty now move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NOW, in my current unit, I just washed it yesterday == because it was just a part of it that was dirty, and it was easy. It wasn't hard to wash it off because it's just a zip zap and it's done! Clean as ever before. Unlike OMGWTF no I'm NEVER cleaning this NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPzjPwjPzI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/80gTSj3R42k/s1600/Victoria+Secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPzjPwjPzI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/80gTSj3R42k/s400/Victoria+Secret.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527028954564869938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So think, what are the possible reasons that could have driven people to be obese? Stress? Public humiliation? Awesome tasty food? McD? KFC? Pisang goreng?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was even once in the Oprah Show that I watched, this girl said she eats because she thought eating could keep her away from stress. Some eat to just be happy, some eat because they thought eating is like taking&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" border="0" class="gl_align_center" /&gt; sorrows away from you, sort of like swallowing your sadness so that they won't come back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPziRmGv6I/AAAAAAAAB3A/WOCN9gBr9NU/s400/DSC06052.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527028937878060962" /&gt;In fact, many of the "fat" people are actually victims that are trapped in a very, very, big ball of fats &lt;b&gt;waiting for you to come helping them&lt;/b&gt;. Yeah sure you could say that they looked for the problems themselves, like started eating, not watching their weight; then let us now talk about you. Why didn't you lend a hand? Why did you let them get so deep that they are now afraid to be on the surface? Why didn't you tell them that they're not alone? Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPzii7eYJI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j1HgFp0Cv8w/s400/DSC06055.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527028942531092626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPziNB7QwI/AAAAAAAAB24/1BkUAAbBs-Y/s400/DSC06063.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527028936652571394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPziwV76KI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/5EsMcQDdwsw/s1600/DSC06064.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh God I feel so much better LOL. Blogging works as a stress reliever so you people start blogging and stop eating! PFFT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But really. Help them now before it's too late. Don't be afraid to hurt their feelings saying like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"oi you, fat. Stop eating&lt;/span&gt;." or to make it sounded nicer you can try, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sayang, the food is fattening and unhealthy. Don't &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless you're stupid enough to say, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;eh, share. why eat alone all&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then of course, you're being a fatty yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPziwV76KI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/5EsMcQDdwsw/s1600/DSC06064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPziwV76KI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/5EsMcQDdwsw/s400/DSC06064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527028946131740834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Help your family, friends, boyfriend/girlfriend, whoever who's close to your heart. HELP THEM NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whoaaaaaaaa. sooooooo much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kthanksbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2570173165845498146-7194124331959175710?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7194124331959175710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=7194124331959175710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7194124331959175710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7194124331959175710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/superhuman.html' title='Superhuman'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLPzjPwjPzI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/80gTSj3R42k/s72-c/Victoria+Secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-7960971909896726775</id><published>2010-10-11T10:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T11:05:50.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EXAMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activites'/><title type='text'>Runway 101 with Vaseline Event (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello Hello Hello!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, everyone should be finished with their post about the Nuffnang event brought to us by Vaseline (lol not you, but us), and I know I'm pretty darn late but I really can't help it. I have 2 assignments due this friday, an exam this wednesday and a MAJOR event to attend this friday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hence, this will be quite a short update. Spare me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is for the ones who care reading my very late post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I won. I won the pair tickets to Luna Bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for those who has been keeping up with my very sparse updates, I hope you remember the photo below, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ1_mzyIMI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ApwnvQWvQak/s1600/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ1_mzyIMI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ApwnvQWvQak/s400/family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609428346970306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;extracted from &lt;a href="http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-moist-enough.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's the family picture I posted, and I said I wanted all of them so I can try pumping different lotions every morning LOL. And try mix matching too - which OH reminds me I should later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Each member attended the event (with their choice of partner) received a bag of lotions sponsored by Vaseline: Total Moisturizer (my favorite), Aloe Cool &amp;amp; Fresh, Healthy White, and Healthy Hand &amp;amp; Nail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Super&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I even giggled and went, "OMG LOTIONS!" and the boyfriend sort of, blushed when he saw people around us looking PFFT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ15s62nbI/AAAAAAAAB2g/vuQohREFrJM/s1600/DSC06616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ15s62nbI/AAAAAAAAB2g/vuQohREFrJM/s400/DSC06616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609326908022194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boyfriend looking dashing in his suit ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As mentioned we were late to the event (as in 1.5 hour late) because I had to attend a photo shoot session at &lt;a href="http://www.baddogzstudio.com/"&gt;Baddogz Studio&lt;/a&gt;. Ended at 1700, me and the boyfriend drove the Luna Bar, not knowing we passed the venue for I-don't-know how many times, because the bar is located IN a HOTEL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sorry for my stupidity I don't check into hotels often nor do I google about hotels and bars in Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So boo you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DESPITE ALL, it's been pretty amazing (the view), and it's pretty worth it all. Boyfriend got a little frustrated when we couldn't find the place but didn't want to give up because of me :') upon reaching Luna Bar, we were so anxious if we were dressing inappropriately LOL but all is good (: We were taken aback when we saw KL tower right behind of where we were sitting. And then we when awwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ0sN5iLnI/AAAAAAAAB14/_7_X0Var3Z0/s400/DSC06630.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526607995731062386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ0s2WKIII/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xApd5SgiJxU/s400/DSC06620.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526608006588539010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm telling you GOSH, Jojo Struys is really, really, pretty! I couldn't recognize her at first, until people starting hogging on her repeatedly, wanting to take picture. So I thought, "famous blogger lar", until I scanned thoroughly, then grabbed my boyfriend's hand tight and yelled in a very, very tiny voice: &lt;b&gt;OMG JOJO STRUYS OMGGGG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and he went: &lt;i&gt;wtf who?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;or maybe he just said&lt;i&gt; who&lt;/i&gt; LOL. Without the wtf ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's pretty, slim, like ohmygosh LOL. OK maybe I'm getting too &lt;s&gt;paranoid&lt;/s&gt;excited I mean, I've never really met a celebrity before so yeah, double spare me wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ0ssZC1tI/AAAAAAAAB2I/KnePgv8evfA/s400/DSC06622.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526608003916289746" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then there's Yuna. She can sing. Yes much better than Justin Bieber pfft she can sing live at least. She actually looked like my college friend, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nina Azrah&lt;/span&gt;, so Nina if you're reading this, you looked like Yuna to me (: or Yuna looked like you whichever way you want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ0sXwak2I/AAAAAAAAB2A/W1rxTDb38qc/s400/DSC06624.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526607998377169762" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ15FuX8GI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/0AwpA6igWdw/s1600/DSC06619.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;boyfriend said she looked much x1000 prettier in youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ15FuX8GI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/0AwpA6igWdw/s1600/DSC06619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ15FuX8GI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/0AwpA6igWdw/s400/DSC06619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526609316386697314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;fat me, beyond words Jojo, lovely Yuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Triple spare me. All I had was a 2MP camera phone and I was quite eager to catch a glimpse of them so, I just went through it. Boyfriend was encouraging me to brave myself and spill the guts to ask them for a snap. His high megapixel phone died FML and I had to count on my phone double FML. While the rest of the other bloggers either holds a digital camera or a DSLR, all I have was a 2MP camera phone omg triple FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I even think Jojo and Yuna were thinking like: &lt;i&gt;oh the photo was taken already? Where did the flash go?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quad FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or maybe it's a good thing the photo wasn't bright or you'll see the FAT me and my gigantic hair from the photo shoot. Totally wild I think my hair was the bomb that night LOL. Except the make up. Had to wash the extreme make up so last minute and do it all again IN THE CAR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Nuffnang, if you want to sponsor me a DSLR or a SONY digital camera, hesitate not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ0r-8y9VI/AAAAAAAAB1w/CZHMjgKv3kU/s1600/DSC06625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ0r-8y9VI/AAAAAAAAB1w/CZHMjgKv3kU/s400/DSC06625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526607991718212946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my favourite shot of the night (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is all folks! Hope you guys enjoyed my post despite the blur, dark, ugly pictures of me pfft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the way, remember the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=101281299937441"&gt;Runway 101&lt;/a&gt; event I told you guys previously? I'm one of the 12 lovely finalist and pfft if you want to meet me, or you admire me or whatever some sort, please do come and support LOL omg I'm pathetic gahh. But yeah, come and support me :D Or if you just wanna come and&lt;i&gt; kepochi &lt;/i&gt;or busy-body-never-wash-your-body or even &lt;s&gt;drool&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt;see&lt;/i&gt; pretty chicks then by all means COME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kthanksbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2570173165845498146-7960971909896726775?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7960971909896726775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=7960971909896726775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7960971909896726775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/7960971909896726775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/runway-101-with-vaseline-event-part-2.html' title='Runway 101 with Vaseline Event (Part 2)'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TLJ1_mzyIMI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ApwnvQWvQak/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-8716877741717438737</id><published>2010-10-06T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T22:29:24.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tolong saya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EXAMS'/><title type='text'>Each A Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Herro! Peter Chao here pfft no it's me. Lame one ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I fucking, fucking, fucking, hate photoshop. And to you who uses photoshop in your pictures, shame on you! Covering all your flaws in the name of technology, and then when ppl see you in person, they puke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Actually, no I just suck at photoshopping so I hate it. I really, really, really, suck at it. I don't even know the basics FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another quick update (: Mid terms paper tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEp5wPA5I/AAAAAAAAB1o/NVh9QO7KbKA/s1600/DSC06643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEp5wPA5I/AAAAAAAAB1o/NVh9QO7KbKA/s400/DSC06643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524936698289390482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I, am&lt;i&gt; officially&lt;/i&gt;, a bubble tea addict zomg they added some poison in there I'm loving every bit of black pearls to the max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boyfriend and I drove all the way to the mall at 2130 just to get bubble tea. Running all the way because we're scared that the stall will be closed LOL. All worth it (: Now we both want more ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEpwEIv2I/AAAAAAAAB1g/04O6sDqUb40/s1600/DSC06637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEpwEIv2I/AAAAAAAAB1g/04O6sDqUb40/s400/DSC06637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524936695688511330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;expression of the satisfied consumer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEpvYnIVI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/zGlixugrQeE/s1600/DSC06638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEpvYnIVI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/zGlixugrQeE/s400/DSC06638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524936695505953106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attended one runway class today. One word:&lt;i&gt; Enlightening&lt;/i&gt;. It wasn't really the runway class I expected because this runway class was tough, strict, and really educational. There's the pivot turn, posing, walking, more posing, more walking, etc. More classes are up and I have my mid term paper AND assignments due ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEpV27iQI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/Bsnt8wpx3Tk/s1600/DSC06641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEpV27iQI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/Bsnt8wpx3Tk/s400/DSC06641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524936688653797634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes shall update on Runway and Nuffnang event I have not forgotten. Now I have to study for my term paper. Wish me all the best (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Have you bought your tickets to the Runway 101 show?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-8716877741717438737?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8716877741717438737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=8716877741717438737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8716877741717438737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/8716877741717438737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/each-cup.html' title='Each A Cup'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKyEp5wPA5I/AAAAAAAAB1o/NVh9QO7KbKA/s72-c/DSC06643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-734226884223234101</id><published>2010-10-04T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:14:19.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day Nuffnang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><title type='text'>Runway 101 with Vaseline Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hello Hello! Sorry for the lack of update. Busy with assignments (again) so this will be a really quick one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For those of you who not know, I joined the Runway 101 organized by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iprmsa-huc.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;IPRMSA HELP University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; College, and I made it through the finals! Honestly speaking, I mean, frankly, making it through the semi-finals, it was pretty good. Nervous, but no doubt that the experience taught me well. In a way, this competition has boost up my confidence and self-esteem but also in a way it dropped down pretty hard - the ladies around me are all so pretty == they make me feel so ugly pffftt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The finale will be held in Bukit Damansara Community Hall on the 15 of October, 1930 till 2230. Don't ask me where Bukit Damansara Community Hall is because I'm not sure of it myself haha! Just go to wwdotgoogledotcom lar heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ticket price starts from RM30 (back row) and RM50 (front row). Guarantee to wash your eyes if not take your breathe away. Just email your name, phone number, type of seat, and number of tickets to runway101@hotmail.com. An invoice will be sent to your inbox, just jot the number down and I'll be seeing you there at the Fashion Week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ps: this is a modelling contest. not a pageant so please do not get it wrongly (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Also I've attended the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; event brought to us by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vaseline.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Vaseline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; last Saturday at the Luna Bar. The view is just spectacular, host(Jojo Struys) was beautiful and the crowd was pretty good. More updates after my assignments so stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Luna Bar is amazing, me and my boyfriend had a hard time looking for the bar (located in Pacific Regency Hotel, 33 floor) and it was pretty tensed because the traffic was busy and he had to make so many rounds to stop and asked for directions. Turns out that we ARE on the right track, just didn't know that in was IN a hotel. We were making rounds around the area and not knowing it was in there until the bell rang in the boyfriend's head. Thank you baby (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I finished my photo shoot at 1700 and the party was going to start at 1730. We started the journey AT 1730 LOL and we didn't get the time to really get ready for the event. So we both ended up changing in the car and I had to wash my extreme make up and put it all on again in the car. But all is good when we are up there. Though the crowd is pretty hyped but in a way it was serene and the boyfriend is pretty pleased with the food - he was so famished he didn't get to eat in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Apologies for there is NO photo at all. I'm sure to update more on Runway 101 and Nuffnang Event. Loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-734226884223234101?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/734226884223234101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=734226884223234101&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/734226884223234101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/734226884223234101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/runway-101-with-vaseline-event.html' title='Runway 101 with Vaseline Event'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-3750672766665119886</id><published>2010-10-01T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T23:53:53.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>DIGI iPhone 4 LIFE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKYBCAwAD1I/AAAAAAAAB1A/49d2fKQo5dM/s400/iphoneframe_ver.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523103127089188690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKYBCVd1t0I/AAAAAAAAB1I/Oqpmc9uBVE0/s1600/DSC06451.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, all I can do, is study, and pray for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made a lot of research for this contest (by far the most research I've done just for blogging) and honestly, the facts have enlighten me A LOT. &lt;i&gt;Now&lt;/i&gt; I know &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; my boyfriend LOVES Apple's product SO much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awesome apps, iTunes, Facetime, HD recording, retina display, easy access because it is a touch screen, solid-looking AND &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; all in 1&lt;/b&gt;. Like a freaking compact computer heck. So to have one, is definitely going to &lt;b&gt;increase my awesomeness&lt;/b&gt;. And my proud-ness. And my confidence level of course. No doubt. Walking out in the campus, in the mall holding that bad boy, OMGGGGGGGGGG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BUT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IF I DO&lt;/span&gt; win, I won't keep it for myself. I'll give it to someone. Someone special. Someone who is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKYBCVd1t0I/AAAAAAAAB1I/Oqpmc9uBVE0/s1600/DSC06451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKYBCVd1t0I/AAAAAAAAB1I/Oqpmc9uBVE0/s400/DSC06451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523103132650157890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my boyfriend &lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He has done absolutely the world for me, and I owe him. He's been so nice, so awesome, so lovely, he's just indescribable. &lt;i&gt;Really&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I lost something pretty valuable to him (Apple item), and I think it was because of my carelessness. To win this iPhone 4 and giving it to him, that would mean the world to the both of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Plus to see a smile in his face, why not? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so DIGI, &lt;b&gt;our happiness is in your hand&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that I will follow you, but will you let me follow you? =/  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2570173165845498146-3750672766665119886?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3750672766665119886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=3750672766665119886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3750672766665119886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/3750672766665119886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/digi-iphone-4-life.html' title='DIGI iPhone 4 LIFE!'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKYBCAwAD1I/AAAAAAAAB1A/49d2fKQo5dM/s72-c/iphoneframe_ver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-5907768162361423000</id><published>2010-10-01T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T23:26:46.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>DIGI iPhone 4 Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKX5587adkI/AAAAAAAAB04/FkLcmmE8iu4/s1600/digi-iphone-4-sept-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKX5587adkI/AAAAAAAAB04/FkLcmmE8iu4/s400/digi-iphone-4-sept-2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523095292042966594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;need more I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Most definitely, (in my own personal opinion) it's always better to use DIGI's plan. Not trying to butter butt or anything (although my task now is to post about what I love about DIGI plans), but it is by far, the most affordable, the cheapest, and the less problematic plan you can find. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know because I'm using it. I AM the evidence or proof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was first a DIGI user years ago, then  changed to Maxis because most of my friends were subscribing to Maxis (cheaper to text and call ma). Plus Maxis gives you points for how much you top up and when it's up to a certain amount, you get to trade it with free SMSes or free calls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So does DIGI, with DIGI Campus (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and that's not all. You get DIGI rewards, bonuses, and much, much more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For instance, a free iPhone 4 from DIGI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKX55lkmeGI/AAAAAAAAB0w/09fWl1ByHQY/s1600/planssssssssss.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKX55lkmeGI/AAAAAAAAB0w/09fWl1ByHQY/s1600/planssssssssss.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKX55lkmeGI/AAAAAAAAB0w/09fWl1ByHQY/s400/planssssssssss.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523095285773269090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo above shows the plan for the future iPhone 4.  For only RM58 per month, you are instantly on line, ready to interact with any social networking of your choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you get to choose from 3 plans of your choice, depending on your capability to pay for your won desired plan. Cheaper, less fast; expensive, can time travel already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NO EXTRA CHARGES after a monthly quota like, pfft how awesome is that seriously == after that certain amount you can leave your phone online for like, as long as you wish == will not get outdated OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Research no more. You're paying more for Maxis and Celcom. Maybe for much slower rate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the awesome &lt;a href="http://www.digi.com.my/iphone/getone_want_iphone.html"&gt;DIGI plans here &lt;/a&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKX55RWg6FI/AAAAAAAAB0o/CKPSvsV6Z4E/s1600/Yellow-Digi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKX55RWg6FI/AAAAAAAAB0o/CKPSvsV6Z4E/s400/Yellow-Digi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523095280345475154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to also prove that DIGI has the widest coverage, check out this &lt;a href="http://www.watchonepiecepoint.com/2009/10/digi-plans-into-online-ads-business/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and view the video! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, &lt;b&gt;Maxis doesn't have as much and as better coverage than DIGI&lt;/b&gt;. Proof? I &lt;i&gt;AM&lt;/i&gt; the proof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family uses DIGI, my boyfriend uses DIGI, most of my girlfriends are using DIGI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIGI FTW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-5907768162361423000?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/5907768162361423000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=5907768162361423000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5907768162361423000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5907768162361423000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/digi-iphone-4-real.html' title='DIGI iPhone 4 Real'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKX5587adkI/AAAAAAAAB04/FkLcmmE8iu4/s72-c/digi-iphone-4-sept-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-2734690341840464164</id><published>2010-10-01T21:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:58:10.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money $$ money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>DIGI iPhone 4 Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;very much hopeful that I do not suddenly spur my emotions here in this blog because now I want to win the iPhone 4 *fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. This is my second assignment for the DIGI iPhone 4 the Win contest. Very last minute update as you can see. I'm so packed with assignments and events (as fore mentioned). I somehow managed to recollect my time to update my blog and finish my online assignment from Nuffnang LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;Not funny OK how lame of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkTwxTH2I/AAAAAAAAB0g/I7Kxt22xBA4/s1600/iphone+444444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkTwxTH2I/AAAAAAAAB0g/I7Kxt22xBA4/s400/iphone+444444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523071546200104802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so sorry that I bore you guys with my words, but I suggest that you just read along because, it's not really THAT long anyway. So here goes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My confession is, iPhone 4, "kind of" rocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OK fine&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;b&gt; It rocks &lt;/b&gt;== I went to the DIGI centre in Midvalley with my boyfriend to checkit out, it was awesome. I held it in my hand and it fits perfectly (seriously). It's not as big as the iPhone 3G, it's like, &lt;b&gt;it's size is just right&lt;/b&gt;. And I think it's probably the dimensions of the phone that made it that way. 'ya know, it's like, rectangular some sort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkTm0FIfI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/P96ONc7wQq4/s1600/freeiphoneapps.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my current assignment is to post on my favorite app, and why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boyfriend was previously an Apple user and for some inexplicable reason, he is now a N97 user == don't ask me why. So I need to do some googling and stuffs too find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkTm0FIfI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/P96ONc7wQq4/s1600/freeiphoneapps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkTm0FIfI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/P96ONc7wQq4/s400/freeiphoneapps.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523071543527416306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, MY favorite application from iTunes store would be, *drums roll*,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;TAP TAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;smirk, and you are a BORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't play Tap Tap, I suggest you start now because that application is 1) addictive; 2) rocks with Lady Gaga's songs SERIOUSLY. I know it because I have always been playing it without knowing that it IS an application pfft!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkTGoYXTI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/8vweiM4JcJA/s1600/white+iphone-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkTGoYXTI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/8vweiM4JcJA/s400/white+iphone-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523071534888410418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why? Easy.&lt;b&gt; It's nice that's why it is&lt;/b&gt;. You follow the beat of the song, and all you do is follow the dots that comes along your way. When you miss it, you get hyper, when you get it, you won't be hyper because you'll be too much into the game. Like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tap Tap is freaking awesome. If you get bored, change the song. If it doesn't help, change the level. If you have beaten all the levels and finished all songs (which means you have conquered the whole game itself), go for Tap Tap Domination, Tap Tap Revolution, Tap Tap Revenge, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like Tap Tap has a family on its own == &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can check out the game &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UsnJbIgl_qc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. See how addictive it is REALLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please lar. who can get over THAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, if speaking of application from the NEW iPhone 4, I would say the Facetime.&lt;b&gt; Awesome HD Video&lt;/b&gt; recording I can see the loves ones face anytime, anywhere. But if they don't have the application OR the phone to begin with, too bad lar right LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkS83tx1I/AAAAAAAAB0I/39uEVp2g7Ss/s1600/Steve-Jobs-i+phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkS83tx1I/AAAAAAAAB0I/39uEVp2g7Ss/s400/Steve-Jobs-i+phone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523071532268373842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be Steven Paul Jobs holding that black beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkS4QV0pI/AAAAAAAAB0A/VDKcQ_WgWeU/s1600/Paint-the-Apps-of-IPhone-4G-on-Your-Nails-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Digi, you know you want me to have it, and you know I would want you to have me too. I however, will want you to want me to want you FIRST, so.. yeah. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkS4QV0pI/AAAAAAAAB0A/VDKcQ_WgWeU/s1600/Paint-the-Apps-of-IPhone-4G-on-Your-Nails-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkS4QV0pI/AAAAAAAAB0A/VDKcQ_WgWeU/s400/Paint-the-Apps-of-IPhone-4G-on-Your-Nails-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523071531029484178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise you, I promise YOU readers, that IF I win the iPhone 4, I will manicure myself like the photo above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn right I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But of course, I'll have to wait for my hand to recover from my deserted dry skin, with the open-mouthed rambutan wounds heck == if you remember my previous post for &lt;a href="http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-moist-enough.html"&gt;Vaseline&amp;amp;Nuffnang&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Till the next assignment ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-2734690341840464164?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2734690341840464164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=2734690341840464164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2734690341840464164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2734690341840464164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/digi-iphone-4-play.html' title='DIGI iPhone 4 Play'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TKXkTwxTH2I/AAAAAAAAB0g/I7Kxt22xBA4/s72-c/iphone+444444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-5176081732509369690</id><published>2010-10-01T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:43:48.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untitled'/><title type='text'>Tweet Tweet Tweet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so people have been talking about the &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/zararockyolife"&gt;New Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, and honestly, I have absolutely NO idea about the usage of it. &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/2570173165845498146-5176081732509369690?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/5176081732509369690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=5176081732509369690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5176081732509369690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/5176081732509369690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/10/tweet-tweet-tweet.html' title='Tweet Tweet Tweet!'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-2492420573766602764</id><published>2010-09-29T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T13:43:33.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimistic'/><title type='text'>Hard Steel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Life won't go as you plan. It's like they have some undercover plan, structuring the unexpected behind your back, and exposing their true colors when you're at your most miserable, or when you're at the top of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And there is probably, nothing we can do about it. Life's a bitch. Damn it's right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There's actually something you can do to stop life being such a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Bad idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, just deal with it, and move on. If you thought that God has no eyes, and senses to be just, fear not. Karma is on its way to serve justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Smile, and enlighten people's life along your way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-2492420573766602764?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2492420573766602764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=2492420573766602764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2492420573766602764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570173165845498146/posts/default/2492420573766602764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/2010/09/hard-steel.html' title='Hard Steel'/><author><name>Popsicle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07280079915713150378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-4646122768085039033</id><published>2010-09-27T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:53:22.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='untitled'/><title type='text'>Bieber Gone Beaver?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't get it. Why would people hate Justin Bieber SO much, that they criticize his work and songs everywhere? I'm not a music producer or Beyonce, and so are you people. So who are we(non-music producers/popular singers) to judge him and say, he suck, he can't sing, he's gay, etc? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He might not be Michael Jackson or Eminem, but he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; a musician himself (whether you like it or not, and whether you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;accept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; it or not) and he has his own style of singing. It's not like he's been camping outside Hollywood, dying to be accepted in the music industry and begging to be the apprentice of Usher. He's been noticed by some human in Youtube and probably that boy deserves his own glory anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;OK so if Justin Bieber can't sing, what about Pitbull? Ooooohhhhh he's SO great huh? And by now you guys would have probably say "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;omg bitch if you don't know music then stop talking about Pitbull he's like a legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;". Well lem'me tell you something back yo this is my fucking blog so if yo don't like ma post then fuck off yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All I am saying, is that Justin Bieber deserves a chance in the music industry as most of us do (notice I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;most of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; do because some people purely does not have that flair to sing). If his music is trash, what about Miley Cyrus (ok maybe she's getting trashed too) ok what about Britney Spears? What is she accepted because she's hot (or used to be)? What about that Orianthi girl? And Selena Gomez, and Miranda Cosgrove? Their genres are coming about the same too, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Justin Bieber, lip singing, like c'mon, he's not the only one. Seriously. He's gay, can't be any worse than Adam Lambert. He's a kid, what about that Jaden Smith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am not siding him, just stating the obvious that are being blinded because some are sort of biased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Reminder: this is my post and my place to rant so you have no say doh. But you may still drop a comment if you really cannot stand Justin Bieber. I shall further dispute with you. Prove me wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Shall blog of iPhone 4 soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;According to you, I'm stupid, and whhaaat? That song is stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; that song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; that artist. Not saying she can't sing but, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;fuck her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so many assignments but I'm feeling so demotivated FML how!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2570173165845498146-4646122768085039033?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4646122768085039033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570173165845498146&amp;postID=4646122768085039033&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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term='untitled'/><title type='text'>mehh. goat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HELLO HELLO HELLO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570173165845498146-3044014606335223945?l=tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tzeehui-chastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3044014606335223945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCXq9VSJFE/Tw2j8s0fi9I/AAAAAAAACQw/_o5PnaAhqgE/s220/IMG_0008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570173165845498146.post-5090662500598960811</id><published>2010-09-24T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T15:17:56.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimistic'/><title type='text'>iPHONE 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;eople people! You're right I'm back again. And this time, I'm blogging for Nuffnang in hoping to win an iPhone 4 from DIGI! And boy is DIGI always right? They always follow you wherever you go! From Nuffnang Community down to us Nuffnangers. hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to start of my first assignment, let me give you readers a vague view of my phone ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TJwiYSakW9I/AAAAAAAABz4/cIgc2cGoAJ8/s1600/sony+ericson.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwMEBKounMU/TJwiYSakW9I/AAAAAAAABz4/cIgc2cGoAJ8/s400/sony+ericson.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520325043904863186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that, ladies and gentlemen, is called &lt;b&gt;Sony Ericson W910i&lt;/b&gt;. Laugh at me and you won't feel luxury in life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This phone has been with me for up to...3 years (approx)? Got it when I was in Form 5 and lol man  was ecstatic to hold it in my palm because it was released like, few months ago and hello I got it! WITH MY OWN MONEY fyi - ok maybe my mom sponsored RM300 but that was because of some complications I will not explicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So my dear, dearest Sony Ericson has been with me for 3 years. So not to mention the amount of times I dropped my phone from the table, from the bed, from the grip of my palm, the car, chair, any extent of height you can mention, I've &lt;i&gt;probably&lt;/i&gt; accomplished dropping from that manner too. So  there is no doubt that my phone is working pretty slowly, and lags, and sometimes it makes me &lt;i&gt;worry&lt;/i&gt; because, if it dies off suddenly,&lt;b&gt; I'm doomed&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then one day, I realised tha
