<?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-7430741606027801735</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:42:16.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a "Me" day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3497629498809236597</id><published>2008-08-18T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:05:20.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifted&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/mylipcrush"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/mylipcrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3497629498809236597?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3497629498809236597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3497629498809236597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3497629498809236597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3497629498809236597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/shifted-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2569323883674391102</id><published>2008-08-14T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:03:04.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoopy! I'm almost done with my to-do list. Like always, he made it happened!&lt;br /&gt;Rights, I'm left with Hortpark and Pawtabello. But I'm not so keen to go over to Paw. this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving that apart,&lt;br /&gt;I've been enjoying my days partying, eating, schooling, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;It was Charis's bday party last Friday over at St James and we partied crazy! Damn fun la! Maybe we should party together more often. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234295251568649714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SKPzzH9DZfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/ocTeR3xDIEY/s400/DSC03329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day was a planned dinner to celebrate National Day. The patriotic us, wore red! Well, we ended up playing Mahjong in Auntie Helen's house that night and I won $2! HAHAHAHAHAHA.. ya la.. only $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234295269388684658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SKPz0KVrjXI/AAAAAAAAA0I/M_Ig8I30Ck0/s400/DSC03377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234295254612121122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SKPzzTSrFiI/AAAAAAAAA0A/M1c7oJ8XbqM/s400/DSC03388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was even better,&lt;br /&gt;Km and I went shopping. We came across the Burberry sale and he got himself an awesome top whereas I got nothing! Boooo!! The sizes suck! Anyways, we're gonna book a hotel to catch the fireworks this coming new year's eve! else, just get me that Chanel heels. BAHAHHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was school, Tuesday was school and Wednesday was stillllll... school.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was special on Monday because we brought Puddles along. =) We saw Arthea with her little.. oh no, huge Golden, Max, if I remembered correctly. He is soooo cute. I love the colour of his face!! On the other hand, puddles, the horny bitch, ran towards him, machiem she'd seen him before. They looked cute together. Haha. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234295243858697986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SKPzyrO23wI/AAAAAAAAAzw/m4LOnTilUB0/s400/DSC03272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dinner was a little more special on Tuesday where we found ourselves in the Yatch Club having curry fish head even though I was SICK! We looked at the yatches around, started to dream... and I think I'll get him the one we saw right at the corner of the grass patch! HHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY, today, is a day to bake yummy yummy fondants. It turned out awesome! the chocolate fondants erupted and the chocolate larva started flowing, flowing, flowing... Puna shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'l just update a few pictures. I'm feeling lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2569323883674391102?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2569323883674391102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2569323883674391102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2569323883674391102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2569323883674391102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoopy-im-almost-done-with-my-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SKPzzH9DZfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/ocTeR3xDIEY/s72-c/DSC03329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5183826260905335273</id><published>2008-08-08T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:15:21.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After the talk with my best friend last night, there's something worth pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do friends really meant? People whom you'll share darkest secrets with? people whom you'll wanna just have fun with? People whom you'll cling on dearly because of the love you've developed? or so on. Whatever the reason, which will you weigh more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everybody weighes things differently but isn't there a thin line between making use of people and developing that special bond that you'll be sharing and being there for one another. whichever I put it, it doesn't matter. You know what I mean. But don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst friends would be people who had "used" you and left you for someone better off. So far, I haven't encounted this personally till it happens, you'll all know. Hahaha.. I feel having more friends' good but we shouldn't forget those who was once there right? right? right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just something I thought I might as well jot it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, SCHOOL'S STARTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pretty much LOVE school! hahahha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love mugging!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love projects!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my new friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love everything!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;                       THAT'S FOR NOW! hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta party later on and hopefully, I'll be able to attend.&lt;br /&gt;Puddles tearing down my HOUSE! My dad's really pissed to the max, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5183826260905335273?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5183826260905335273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5183826260905335273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5183826260905335273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5183826260905335273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-talk-with-my-best-friend-last.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5923390266974857172</id><published>2008-08-03T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:06:23.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY LAST WEEKEND BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS IS BEYOND WONDERFUL!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5923390266974857172?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5923390266974857172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5923390266974857172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5923390266974857172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5923390266974857172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-last-weekend-before-school-starts-is.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8989972458777484718</id><published>2008-07-29T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:33.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you wonder if dogs do know how to be vain?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I BET THEY DO! Just look at my naughty fellow posing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;I thought she looks damn sexy in there. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DJpkoauI/AAAAAAAAAyg/-WkhKC-o3jA/s1600-h/DSC03225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228330787969460962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DJpkoauI/AAAAAAAAAyg/-WkhKC-o3jA/s400/DSC03225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a warm Saturday morning, we brought Puddles to the vet for a STO. OHHH! For the 1st time, we didn't need to pay a single cent. Another round of visiting 2wks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DJ0GBe2I/AAAAAAAAAyo/t-akbbE0Dzw/s1600-h/DSC03226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228330790793870178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DJ0GBe2I/AAAAAAAAAyo/t-akbbE0Dzw/s400/DSC03226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DKGxOZLI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Nu-zu44G9Vk/s1600-h/DSC03235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228330795806909618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DKGxOZLI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Nu-zu44G9Vk/s400/DSC03235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DKodSMrI/AAAAAAAAAy4/1Y4RZ6i8V1Y/s1600-h/DSC03230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228330804850078386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DKodSMrI/AAAAAAAAAy4/1Y4RZ6i8V1Y/s400/DSC03230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back, my bf horlan! I was pissed actually and he always comes up with a same excuse. Eh.. I think that day har, you were just dreaming loh. Hahaha.. DON'T LIE! It must be because he saw a pretty girl driving and he blurry followed her. CONFIRM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday SIMIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D-ociYFI/AAAAAAAAAzY/rjEd6XA9Kac/s1600-h/DSC03245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331698200141906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D-ociYFI/AAAAAAAAAzY/rjEd6XA9Kac/s400/DSC03245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DK6wlxcI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-dIpc3jIg30/s1600-h/DSC03236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228330809762891202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DK6wlxcI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-dIpc3jIg30/s400/DSC03236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D92ZTNTI/AAAAAAAAAzI/9TPgD2XZ0P4/s1600-h/DSC03237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331684764792114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D92ZTNTI/AAAAAAAAAzI/9TPgD2XZ0P4/s400/DSC03237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D-XLegYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Kb_yt-NY3ik/s1600-h/DSC03240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331693565182338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D-XLegYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Kb_yt-NY3ik/s400/DSC03240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D--tE_UI/AAAAAAAAAzg/kJ4GJF_nkNU/s1600-h/DSC03247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331704175099202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D--tE_UI/AAAAAAAAAzg/kJ4GJF_nkNU/s400/DSC03247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D_YygX5I/AAAAAAAAAzo/xS-nIMMoYoY/s1600-h/DSC03248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228331711177187218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7D_YygX5I/AAAAAAAAAzo/xS-nIMMoYoY/s400/DSC03248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attended her birthday during the night and I won mahjong!!!!!!!!! SUPER SHIOK CAN!!! hahahaha.. We stayed for a short while and then for supper in Gelang. Luckily, I was the one behind the wheel, not, we'll landed up in lane 2, 4, 6, 8, 10, etc. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8989972458777484718?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8989972458777484718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8989972458777484718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8989972458777484718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8989972458777484718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/have-you-wonder-if-dogs-do-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI7DJpkoauI/AAAAAAAAAyg/-WkhKC-o3jA/s72-c/DSC03225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4844419597507176234</id><published>2008-07-28T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:34.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was our monthsary last Friday. My bf and I decided to do something and somewhere different. I love dessert! Hahahaha... Can I consider Durians my dessert? UBER UBER UBER SHIOK! I sat by the road side and enjoyed the aroma. I wanna eat by the roadsides again. The dust might prolly be the reason why food taste better! hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had dinner at my secret garden. Prices are tad steep considering the extra small portions the dishes were. Despite all, the food was yummy as well as my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI1iTRFbwqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/jfkjly7WLxk/s1600-h/secret+garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227942825590244002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI1iTRFbwqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/jfkjly7WLxk/s400/secret+garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh.. surprisingly, after everything, it was already quite late. Hahaha.. Sometimes, short and simple nights are above great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than our monthsary, Puddles turned 5 months too!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5th month, Puddles!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI1iTVKnVnI/AAAAAAAAAyY/z7ydp9wpFkk/s1600-h/bff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227942826685716082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI1iTVKnVnI/AAAAAAAAAyY/z7ydp9wpFkk/s400/bff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update about Saturday and Sunday soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4844419597507176234?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4844419597507176234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4844419597507176234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4844419597507176234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4844419597507176234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-was-our-monthsary-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SI1iTRFbwqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/jfkjly7WLxk/s72-c/secret+garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-1123605397042600358</id><published>2008-07-25T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T14:26:56.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My last &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; weekends before I've to worry about mugging! Maybe it wouldn't be that bad, just in case. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should list down what I'd wanna do on my last two weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the must do list:&lt;br /&gt;- to the vet for my pooch's STO&lt;br /&gt;- bathe her&lt;br /&gt;- buy her food&lt;br /&gt;- check the price out of her, hopefully, new best friend, a chihuahua. (My mum wants a chihuahua. Uber spastic la! but I saw one with fur so we shall see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.... that's about it. On his side, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;- Finish the bottle I left in St James (DON'T WASTE MONEY!)&lt;br /&gt;- Hortpark? What ever you call it. =D&lt;br /&gt;- Sentosa, hopefully with Puddles. Gotta check with the vet.&lt;br /&gt;- OYSTERS!!! (I've been craving for it since I don't know when!)&lt;br /&gt;- Pawtabello&lt;br /&gt;- Macdonald's breakfast (it's quite sad when I can never make it on time)&lt;br /&gt;- POPEYE'S&lt;br /&gt;- LATE NIGHT SUPER to places which sells yummy yummy food&lt;br /&gt;- I've got a sudden craving of that da bao my dad bought mths back (Lorong 34, Tan Jong Ru Bao, haha.. just called for the address)&lt;br /&gt;- I wanna BAKE again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a country pumkin once again. BOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-1123605397042600358?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1123605397042600358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=1123605397042600358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1123605397042600358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1123605397042600358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-last-two-weekends-before-ive-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-1592731173051667964</id><published>2008-07-22T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:35.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOY, my timetable's screwed! 5 days week yo! Everything's scheduled for us. Booooo! Anddddddddd........... I have no friends. Hahahahahaha.. I haven't made any! Hopefully there's some nice, friendly and crazy people. I'll watch out for them. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to Tracy's birthday which was fun! Had drinking games with her bf and his friends. The birthday girl was so busy that day! I'm glad she was really happy that day and SEXY! I love your NEH NEH! HAHAHAHAH! (send me the pictures soon ya!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party, the gang wanted to sing karaoke. DAMN FUN LA! I love the wu bai song! Ailin got addicted to it also!!!! hahaha.. And the dance which was puna funny too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofOW0t6I/AAAAAAAAAxo/dAXcojCr5yI/s1600-h/bestie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225768197016565666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofOW0t6I/AAAAAAAAAxo/dAXcojCr5yI/s400/bestie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a wedding dinner last sunday and we took some pictures. It's been a long time since I posted pictures on my blog. And 2 videos which is really funny. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofK0ewOI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Op45WR4a_jg/s1600-h/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225768196067213538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofK0ewOI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Op45WR4a_jg/s400/dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofH5cPVI/AAAAAAAAAx4/UgLIezSqiOg/s1600-h/dinner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225768195282713938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofH5cPVI/AAAAAAAAAx4/UgLIezSqiOg/s400/dinner2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofewcWvI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Le80mHR0NoI/s1600-h/dinner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225768201418988274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofewcWvI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Le80mHR0NoI/s400/dinner3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherilyn was dancing when somebody came into the toilet. Hahaha.. puna funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-11d060f35b01184" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D011d060f35b01184%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301047%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B9BD5F04C87EB43E26B61AF1C4C7A25C0A89A92.2E1B2E1CB2CF956D49B82DF57EBD13D2536F2D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D11d060f35b01184%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBV_TgByGL2XGMrdfWYJek9i6h1I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D011d060f35b01184%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301047%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B9BD5F04C87EB43E26B61AF1C4C7A25C0A89A92.2E1B2E1CB2CF956D49B82DF57EBD13D2536F2D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D11d060f35b01184%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBV_TgByGL2XGMrdfWYJek9i6h1I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofS0ShZI/AAAAAAAAAyI/af_FQB0AlYo/s1600-h/puddles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225768198213895570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofS0ShZI/AAAAAAAAAyI/af_FQB0AlYo/s400/puddles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has grown so much. I think she's in her awkward period. She looks damn ugly now. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puddles laughing in her sleep one night. Sooooo creepy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8f23dc91bd59489d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f23dc91bd59489d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301047%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D660071AA3A335DAF2E3F450DFE3C907C64E638FD.67B94426B27716EBC281D1F58457F4757B2FD8E5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f23dc91bd59489d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVSB2AhGk7zOYDSOQo7i12-4-oAI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f23dc91bd59489d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301047%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D660071AA3A335DAF2E3F450DFE3C907C64E638FD.67B94426B27716EBC281D1F58457F4757B2FD8E5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f23dc91bd59489d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVSB2AhGk7zOYDSOQo7i12-4-oAI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-1592731173051667964?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=11d060f35b01184&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8f23dc91bd59489d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1592731173051667964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=1592731173051667964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1592731173051667964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1592731173051667964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy-my-timetables-screwed-5-days-week.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SIWofOW0t6I/AAAAAAAAAxo/dAXcojCr5yI/s72-c/bestie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8021758950130538852</id><published>2008-07-17T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:35.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SH4gqB6UtWI/AAAAAAAAAxg/nL7t9wsa3iM/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223648524236010850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SH4gqB6UtWI/AAAAAAAAAxg/nL7t9wsa3iM/s400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a mega huge craving for Katong laksa at this time of the night. The aroma's caught up in my noserils and I could just dive into a hot laksa bowl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLURPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Peranakan dish is rich with seafood ingredients like cockles, prawns and fish cake, swimming in a chicken or ikan bilis stock enriched with coconut milk. It is also flavoured with loads of dried shrimp. Let's just exclude the fish cake. I know, I know, it's disgusting. Fish cakes smell to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening had been too much to handle this evening with school stuffs and the stupid annual fee to settle. Tell me 100000000000000 reasons why I should pay an annual fee for a card I seldom use. That stupid lady over the phone was sucky and I didn't think twice before I cancel the damn card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, I had dinner with my girlfriends over a hot pot. Cheap and yummy steamboat never failed our night and hagen daz fondue wraps up our night just right. I wanna have more of these meets up soon!!!! Our laughters were definitely heard in every corner of the restaurant. =9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8021758950130538852?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8021758950130538852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8021758950130538852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8021758950130538852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8021758950130538852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-got-mega-huge-craving-for-katong.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SH4gqB6UtWI/AAAAAAAAAxg/nL7t9wsa3iM/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2778539596279140978</id><published>2008-07-16T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:25:08.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He comes, he goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When will he come and never go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We never had enough time, just let me whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Absence makes the heart grows fonder but will it fade away? I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If he was here now, then, what will we be doing? Will it be the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Too little time yet too much time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As contridicting as it seems, I'm telling myself it maybe fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2778539596279140978?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2778539596279140978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2778539596279140978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2778539596279140978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2778539596279140978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-comes-he-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5820676254853206442</id><published>2008-07-13T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T03:02:36.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got a sudden urge of jotting this down since tmr is a Sunday and he'll be sailing for a week and off to NZ soon. That lucky chap!! Please, fly a cow back will you? haha. And because of my totally ridiculous dream I had few days ago. It affected me badly for A day. Subsequently, still yes but not that bad. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BOYFRIEND- the world's most wonderful gift from god.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago, we quarrelled because I couldn't get him when I needed him. It wasn't anything urgent, was it? Anyways, I got mad. I swear I didn't want to spoil his night. Come to think of it, we've never quarrelled for more than an hour. Perhaps, I was the one who instigated that quarrel. Booooooooo.. I'm sorry. BUT! I thought it reminded us how strong our love is! Paisey la friends, just carry on reading if you want to. hahahha.. it MIGHT get really mushy. He left for home earlier that day because he wanted to be there for me. Good right? No, I didn't thought it was sweet at that time. I didn't meant to spoil his night and I hate it because he could have enjoyed more IF I didn't call. I was angry with myself. I insisted he shouldn't have left. Sweet? Nah.. he didn't think so. HE THOUGHT I WAS BEING RIDICULOUS AND SO WAS I!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was complaining to my bestest friend on the phone and I ended up being really stupid when I told her we were actually too sweet for each other. hahaha.. She thought I was insane! Crying like nobody's business for a moment and being so loving the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never says no. He practically gives me EVERYTHING I ever wanted. kk.. give me 1 series next k. hahahahahahahahahaha... joking joking. He tolerates all my shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a million, zillion and infinity!&lt;br /&gt;If I were to die tmr, all I want is for you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue this another day.. My eye lids are getting heavy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5820676254853206442?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5820676254853206442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5820676254853206442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5820676254853206442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5820676254853206442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-got-sudden-urge-of-jotting-this.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4932043123902747018</id><published>2008-07-12T13:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:36.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHhIjSx9pjI/AAAAAAAAAw4/F1ex0JQ9Uwo/s1600-h/DSC03056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222003539110110770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHhIjSx9pjI/AAAAAAAAAw4/F1ex0JQ9Uwo/s400/DSC03056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my pooch hates me. Maybe...... She was wondering why I brought her to a place where she gets under a knife and it hurts so much. Then she thought she might as well hate me for that. She didn't wag her beautiful tail when I brought her home this morning. Boooo! Puddles must be hating me for not bringing her home yesterday too! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222003547430904850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHhIjxxy5BI/AAAAAAAAAxI/N74osAr3QG0/s400/DSC03059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgery went well and I'm glad she woke up shortly after the surgery. Just..... a tad blur as usual. =) She was hospitalised for a night. The night when I visited her, my lord! Puddles turned POODLE! she got a shaved patch on her leg ( for surgery purpose) but hell I didn't know it would be that big a patch. freaking fugly! hahaha... It took me awhile to acknowledge her presence. hahha.. She got so excited and she peed, again. That's Puddles, nasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222003541361467538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHhIjbKuoJI/AAAAAAAAAxA/NgXOswIg8NM/s400/DSC03058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wound seems small here but it's NOT! Poor Puddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I 1st met her, I thought she slimmed down alot. That saddens me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, a little gossip from the morning. Aiya.. quite sad actually, I almost cried too. There was this lady who brought her..... puppy? kitten? rabbit? bird? it was in a bag so I couldn't figure out what it was, died. The nurses wrapped it up in a towel and newspaper. That lady went out and cried while stroking that little fellow. At that moment, I was wondering what wouldn't have happen if Puddles didn't manage to wake up? I signed a form which covers the vets backside and I probably got nth much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222003532658569810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHhIi6vy8lI/AAAAAAAAAww/D5WD-M-mRrI/s400/DSC03055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puddles eating well but not playing well. I think she's still feeling groggy.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you EVERYBODY for being so concern. Really SOOOO MANY PEOPLE'S concern, I was surprised. =) Even my dad. I think my dad did come to my room last night to check if Puddles was home... I wasn't dreaming I think. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;much much much much much much love!!!&lt;br /&gt;loving you means so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222003553173403186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHhIkHK6djI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gF6w95p8shw/s400/DSC03060.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking at?! I'm no longer a bai ka puppy ok! stupid secondary school shit! bahahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222006093413458018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHhK3-TVoGI/AAAAAAAAAxY/oIUUvjg-nqg/s400/DSC03062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4932043123902747018?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4932043123902747018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4932043123902747018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4932043123902747018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4932043123902747018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-my-pooch-hates-me.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHhIjSx9pjI/AAAAAAAAAw4/F1ex0JQ9Uwo/s72-c/DSC03056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3112504677869024129</id><published>2008-07-09T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wedding, wedding and more wedding dinners!&lt;br /&gt;I'm lack of dresses already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221046174516185090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTh1VvzCAI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/rIlvgoIdj3g/s400/DSC02987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was one at Orchard Parade Hotel. Well.... only the roast pig was GOOD. I mean real good! See for yourselves!! hahaahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTh1qzqRZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/_taxepgcdiQ/s1600-h/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221046180169532818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTh1qzqRZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/_taxepgcdiQ/s400/DSC03001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTh1ulmQgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/iiousDN4rW0/s1600-h/DSC03002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221046181184291330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTh1ulmQgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/iiousDN4rW0/s400/DSC03002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it whenever I'm with my relatives. My favourite uncles, aunts, and cousins!! Ok.. maybe only uncle. My buddy buddy!!!! hahahaha. We share the same traits. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221046161424366866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTh0k-dvRI/AAAAAAAAAwA/N0GjmX56Yq0/s400/DSC02967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my dad loves DS Lite, cooking mama. He played it non-stop. hahahah.. really funny when he threatened my sister to steal it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221046167541258770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTh07w2GhI/AAAAAAAAAwI/FKRCFVAMHGk/s400/DSC02979.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221046787816637442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTiZCeBRAI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fwYSFa4iVS4/s400/DSC03006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital tmr for a check up. Freaking far laaaa.. Hopefully my last trip there. Am I weak or what?! adhjshdakjfsjf.. and I just caught a cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3112504677869024129?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3112504677869024129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3112504677869024129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3112504677869024129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3112504677869024129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/wedding-wedding-and-more-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SHTh1VvzCAI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/rIlvgoIdj3g/s72-c/DSC02987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8882480088320891609</id><published>2008-07-07T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:16:10.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fell in love with that yatch we saw. Definitely not love at 1st sight. hahaha. I thought it was quite ugly until we went up. I love the deck!!! I can already visualise us in it already. Hahaahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an enjoyable day. If only we had more time together last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee was really patient with me when I seemed to be suffering from PMS, ooook I suffered from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Sentosa that morning, I was really grumpy and angry because he asked me to dress up while he didn't. Come to think about it, its just a small matter but I'm still not over it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so sweet this morning when he asked for Puddles's surgery time. He told me he wants to be there for us. Awwwww.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8882480088320891609?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8882480088320891609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8882480088320891609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8882480088320891609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8882480088320891609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-fell-in-love-with-that-yatch-we-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4476397319263322899</id><published>2008-07-06T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T02:31:36.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saddening news. Puddles has to go for a Femoral Head Excision or in another words, Osteotomy. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took an x-ray this morning and it was found to be worse. Generally, her leg slipped out of her hips. Similarly like dogs with hip dysplasia, but in this case, she fell badly on her hind leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart literally fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I found online was the 3 options the Vet gave, Osteotomy, Hip Replacement and TPO (Triple Osteotomy of the Pelvis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 seem really good and we actually decided on Osteotomy in a way or another. It's more economical yet still VERY VERY PRICY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, a hip replacement surgery is only done by one doctor in S'pore because of the market. Practically everything has to be imported from the states. One surgery cost more than 2k and fyi, the surgery itself. Parts not covered, consultation not covered and etc. (eh, for ONE leg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly for TPO, yet again, because of the relatively small market in S'pore only one doctor is doing. So ya.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the x-ray, the left leg isn't doing very well too.&lt;br /&gt;Bf's paying for this coming surgery and hopefully she gets well and I'll prepare my moolahs for another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess I should really really cut down on her meals.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the happier side, she's eating and playing too well. My pig dog.&lt;br /&gt;I love it everytime she wakes up with a bff. (blur fuck face) hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;And that's my search for my newest BFF. Bahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one degree fifteen tmr morning! Hurray. My bf is thinking of buying something BIGGER that floats. We've yet to see the "big pretty quote"! I think the price's gonna be SO UGLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4476397319263322899?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4476397319263322899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4476397319263322899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4476397319263322899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4476397319263322899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/saddening-news.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-6878242650706848858</id><published>2008-07-05T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T01:52:59.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday night spelt FUN!&lt;br /&gt;It started off slow but it ended up with a bang with my favourite people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up my poly friends aka MioTV khakis to have a surprise bday celebration for Kelly and Evelyn. The cake Jacelyn bought was DELICIOUS! I wanna have that for my bday too!!! Oatmeal and nuts sprinkles, chocolate coated, chocolate sponge and bananas were awesome together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple dinner at Paragon. Then to Balcony for a little more gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDD to my second home. I didn't know Boiler can be soooo empty during the weekdays. We were practically in our world. Met Charis there and that crazy girl was high already. Shan't elaborate further. Everything was just great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Nick for sending me home.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you YP for taking care of me and sorry we left when you weren't high yet.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Zac for your leg. hahah. (I had to lie down la.. was feeling dizzy)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Charis for taking care of me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, if this is what you are thinking, I wasn't drunk. It was the dizzy spell. It must be because I didn't eat enough that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was spent with my bf. Shimbashi to start our night.&lt;br /&gt;The Unit- Season II seemed SO DAMN INTERESTING.&lt;br /&gt;Hilton to chill. Charis and Dennis came along.&lt;br /&gt;Chomp Chomp for supper and tmr will be money day, hopefully. Bahahaha.. I'm excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-6878242650706848858?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6878242650706848858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=6878242650706848858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/6878242650706848858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/6878242650706848858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/thursday-night-spelt-fun-it-started-off.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-7983866698149482776</id><published>2008-07-04T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:03:54.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I seriously detest secondary school pupils and to think that I had gone through that phrase before. The annoying people and I was one of them. eeewww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, I was walking my dog to the market when we came across 3 secondary school bitches from Northview secondary school. Ya.. so apparently my dog's limping BECAUSE SHE HURT HER LEG and that bitch gotta make an extremely mean comment, "na ge you bing de. (that's a sick dog)" Frankly speaking, just fuck off la. My dog has feelings too. At least, I never did hear her whine or cry. She's so strong she could even manage to try walking on her injured leg. So who is she to comment. Till that secondary school shit breaks her leg and behaved stronger than my dog, she ought to shut her trap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate it when these people talk without using their pea brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-7983866698149482776?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7983866698149482776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=7983866698149482776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7983866698149482776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7983866698149482776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-seriously-detest-secondary-school.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3743251787359730475</id><published>2008-07-03T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:49:54.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sigh.. I feel like a housewife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be because I'm being too paranoid about my dog's leg. I know the dog topic is getting boring here but still..... I wish she is getting better. The fact, she's not. =( I literally have to push the bone back everytime it protrudes out. Poor thing, it must hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little bai ka puppy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3743251787359730475?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3743251787359730475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3743251787359730475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3743251787359730475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3743251787359730475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3288426578949776902</id><published>2008-07-02T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:40.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppcROXnPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/b8KDe4RkH_M/s1600-h/4day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099052643065074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppcROXnPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/b8KDe4RkH_M/s400/4day1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We departed for Kenting and along the way, we stopped by Maobitou, which supposed to look like a cat's nose. But... what do you know?! I didn't see anything like a cat or even its nose. Bahahaha.. and the stupid wind messed my hair so I was seen as a siao chabo the entire day. See for yourselves. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppc7I1hTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/-SkEq-yE0kM/s1600-h/4day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099063894148402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppc7I1hTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/-SkEq-yE0kM/s400/4day2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppdXMPC1I/AAAAAAAAAvI/Q0ah33MJhWE/s1600-h/4day4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099071424596818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppdXMPC1I/AAAAAAAAAvI/Q0ah33MJhWE/s400/4day4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next was the Eluanbi Lighthouse. So ya.. it was said as the most impressive lighthouse in Taiwan. but...... hahhaha.. disappointing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally settled our dinner ourselves. DAMN YUMMY!!!!! So that night was the night I got ferris wheel-ed. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. I went for the man power show and strip tease. woooow whooo... hahahha.. AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppc7U_ZkI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pisAnYVHEyQ/s1600-h/4day3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099063945127490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppc7U_ZkI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pisAnYVHEyQ/s400/4day3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that air gun game, I'm a marksman ok!!! I did some shopping with some girls I got to know during the trip. Actually, I bought Puddles a beautiful hair clip which sadly, dropped onboard the plane. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppdqPIzsI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/nNZhyZiofXE/s1600-h/DSC02484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099076537044674" style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppdqPIzsI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/nNZhyZiofXE/s400/DSC02484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that clip on my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________________________ Last Sunday, we brought Puddles to the dog run at bishan park. She had lotsa fun, I can tell but I think her legs started to hurt even worse after the run. Vet this Saturday again. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqNdZJRSI/AAAAAAAAAvY/CEDdeMHnFbU/s1600-h/IMG_2868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099897723077922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqNdZJRSI/AAAAAAAAAvY/CEDdeMHnFbU/s400/IMG_2868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqNmLZQOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/N_1sA431L0A/s1600-h/IMG_2876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099900081324258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqNmLZQOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/N_1sA431L0A/s400/IMG_2876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqN7fHc2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/T8x-CyM_olM/s1600-h/IMG_2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099905801188194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqN7fHc2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/T8x-CyM_olM/s400/IMG_2879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqOB3fZwI/AAAAAAAAAvw/eZXh5tV5_v4/s1600-h/IMG_2880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099907514033922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqOB3fZwI/AAAAAAAAAvw/eZXh5tV5_v4/s400/IMG_2880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqOT-v6EI/AAAAAAAAAv4/-xpkLXt31z8/s1600-h/IMG_2881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218099912376313922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGpqOT-v6EI/AAAAAAAAAv4/-xpkLXt31z8/s400/IMG_2881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the happier note, my dad bought me a new bag! The awesome Burberry! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3288426578949776902?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3288426578949776902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3288426578949776902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3288426578949776902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3288426578949776902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/07/taiwan-day-4-we-departed-for-kenting.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGppcROXnPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/b8KDe4RkH_M/s72-c/4day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5400253761879339827</id><published>2008-06-29T02:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:45.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dearest cousin's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;And PICTURES!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lazy to put them together.&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to upload every the entire file toooooo.. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo tired the whole day. I think I drank a little too much the night before + I didn't sleep. My eye bags are killing me!!!! Booooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_9qO-haI/AAAAAAAAArw/759qIYBTsuw/s1600-h/JP0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216997915641152930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_9qO-haI/AAAAAAAAArw/759qIYBTsuw/s400/JP0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_9k7tIPI/AAAAAAAAAr4/pksnQ3KxIko/s1600-h/JP0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216997914218143986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_9k7tIPI/AAAAAAAAAr4/pksnQ3KxIko/s400/JP0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216998914121156562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA3x3KR9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/McKl2J-5cBA/s400/JP0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_935OI8I/AAAAAAAAAsA/Lyzt-H-Mixo/s1600-h/JP0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216997919307998146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_935OI8I/AAAAAAAAAsA/Lyzt-H-Mixo/s400/JP0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_979BBPI/AAAAAAAAAsI/hKX65OgJgBA/s1600-h/JP0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216997920397657330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_979BBPI/AAAAAAAAAsI/hKX65OgJgBA/s400/JP0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_-MIGa0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZsmDGWmnLvk/s1600-h/JP0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216997924739115842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_-MIGa0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZsmDGWmnLvk/s400/JP0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA4UxsvMI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ivwa8LXubWU/s1600-h/JP0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216998923493489858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA4UxsvMI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ivwa8LXubWU/s400/JP0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought my hair looked sexy in here. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA4jRMvJI/AAAAAAAAAso/TL6G1HDYXIU/s1600-h/JP0288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216998927383706770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA4jRMvJI/AAAAAAAAAso/TL6G1HDYXIU/s400/JP0288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA4oASLWI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gkyRwjOZCng/s1600-h/JP0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216998928654937442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA4oASLWI/AAAAAAAAAsw/gkyRwjOZCng/s400/JP0474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My arms looked FAT! Mr photographer.. ANGLES PLS.... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA4wJmazI/AAAAAAAAAs4/At4HMyBsAJ8/s1600-h/JP0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216998930841496370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaA4wJmazI/AAAAAAAAAs4/At4HMyBsAJ8/s400/JP0603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaCEVgPHGI/AAAAAAAAAtA/AFHCZEJfJW8/s1600-h/JP0621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217000229358738530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaCEVgPHGI/AAAAAAAAAtA/AFHCZEJfJW8/s400/JP0621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I looked sulky la... HAHAHAH.. I thought Cherilyn was really pretty in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaCE9iheoI/AAAAAAAAAtI/QRJXWOa96xk/s1600-h/JP0689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217000240105749122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaCE9iheoI/AAAAAAAAAtI/QRJXWOa96xk/s400/JP0689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaCFbAqv7I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/nf5WjuBoCXQ/s1600-h/JP0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217000248016814002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaCFbAqv7I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/nf5WjuBoCXQ/s400/JP0808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaCFutZWKI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FwsofIxvxGo/s1600-h/JP0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217000253304690850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGaCFutZWKI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FwsofIxvxGo/s400/JP0949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5400253761879339827?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5400253761879339827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5400253761879339827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5400253761879339827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5400253761879339827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-dearest-cousins-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGZ_9qO-haI/AAAAAAAAArw/759qIYBTsuw/s72-c/JP0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3429917290853490807</id><published>2008-06-28T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:38:36.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 4-8 in Taiwan will be posted when....... I'm not that lazy. hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I've got tonnes of things to talk about. Baby's Birthday, Cousy Pamela's Wedding, Puddles, Tea with the Tai Tais, weekends, clothings, my cartoon which I bought from Taiwan, OH! and a wedded fling, etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHHHAHAHA.... Wedded fling. Apparently, this guy whom I got to know during my cousin's wedding, kept sending me smses. (If you are thinking, my number is EVERYWHERE on the "number to call list" I was helping out in a way) EH! tell me la... Who in the world would send me smses in the morning or afternoon or even evening to ask for my day?! Only my girl friends and boyfriend right?! NOT A MARRIED MAN! THAT'S SO WRONG. He should just sms his wife. Oh oh, this morning, he smsed good morning and since I didn't reply the day before, I thought it would be polite to sms him a "morning" back. So anyways, he replied, "just woke up?" Excuse me, must I inform you? Like that, must i reply in my fullest bimbotic way, "ya.. lying in bed with a lolli in my hands" Bahahahahah.. Aiya.. I thought it was funny. My boyfriend wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, after feeding my cutest little thing, I got a call from baby. We were gonna catch the show "10 promises to my dog". I CRIED LIKE A DOG but a girl behind my seat was worse. She cried like somebody had literally died infront of her. Bloody loud and exaggerating! It was a good show. Boyfriend secretly shed a tear. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was KBOXing in the evening after 219737823741873 years! The people next door were deaf tone. I'm not lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's Birthday was a simple one. I....... cooked! Magnificent cod fish steak along with whipped potatoes and fresh veggies. I thought it was good. Bought wine and he got his gift the day before. =) Happy 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin's wedding, last Saturday. Pictures? still downloading. Mega big file la! I was the jie mei at the door. Other than the groom, who is a ALL SO NICE MAN, the brothers are not fun. They didnt eat my bitter gourd, eat Mel's wasabi sandwich, and MY LIME! kns. Oh... Joo Seng (the groom) has TWO DOGS in his house. So cute, so cute. It was a long day............... Luckily mum booked a room and we had pizza from Trapizza for tea. Super powerly shiok! Long night long night.. wait till I post all the pictures =) wait and see. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must complain la! The Pets cafe along Thomson came up with this ridiculous rule! I swear I'll never patronize there again. They expect us to leash the dogs in the cafe. Explain the logic behind this pls. The tables and chairs are getting in the way! Don't they understand that our pets will run around and leashes will tangle?! Stupid I tell you. I'd rather head down to MS even though IT'S SO MUCH FURTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, end of bitchings and complainings. Just a summary though. NEXT TIME! GOOD NIGHT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3429917290853490807?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3429917290853490807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3429917290853490807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3429917290853490807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3429917290853490807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-4-8-in-taiwan-will-be-posted-when.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4675309904256860763</id><published>2008-06-25T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:47.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taiwan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsJ9waJiI/AAAAAAAAAq4/MKgV043a9ps/s1600-h/3day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215709499412325922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsJ9waJiI/AAAAAAAAAq4/MKgV043a9ps/s400/3day1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After a disgusting breakfast, we took a tour of the impressive TRAOKO GORGE. Seriously a beautiful place. Snapped endless pictures there. I've never seen anything like it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsJ0j2vMI/AAAAAAAAArA/tUR6xuBNpNA/s1600-h/3day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215709496943754434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsJ0j2vMI/AAAAAAAAArA/tUR6xuBNpNA/s400/3day2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsKI8FAcI/AAAAAAAAArI/kpJJpiqeB-M/s1600-h/3day3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215709502414062018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsKI8FAcI/AAAAAAAAArI/kpJJpiqeB-M/s400/3day3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsKTZBg0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/gqYahH-qTdM/s1600-h/3day4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215709505219822402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsKTZBg0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/gqYahH-qTdM/s400/3day4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Following, we went over to the Lingzhi Centre for the obvious reasons. And continued to Taitung to visit the Chulu Ranch. HEY! The yogurt was FANTASTIC!!!!!! Really really fresh milk was sold and icecream, and yogurt, and sweets, and chocolates, and cakes, etc.... I love love love love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsK00b8OI/AAAAAAAAArY/VSbsQvuJ94U/s1600-h/3day5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215709514193170658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsK00b8OI/AAAAAAAAArY/VSbsQvuJ94U/s400/3day5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsRYpfqjI/AAAAAAAAArg/t40C4ttK0jo/s1600-h/3day6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215709626890168882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsRYpfqjI/AAAAAAAAArg/t40C4ttK0jo/s400/3day6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then the stupidest night of ALL TIMES. Hot spring in a bath tub. RETARDED OR WHAT?! I thought we suppose to have somewhere proper? LIKE IN THE NATURE?! Stupid I tell you. We travelled for 3 long hours to find ourselves soaking in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215710418844573586" style="DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHs_e6I35I/AAAAAAAAAro/elVCFawPTTc/s400/DSC02381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. I thought day 3's post would be LONGGGGG.. but I guess I'm too lazy to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S 25TH OF JUNE!!!!!! HAPPY MONTHSARY AND MOST IMPORTANTLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 26TH BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4675309904256860763?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4675309904256860763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4675309904256860763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4675309904256860763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4675309904256860763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/taiwan-day-3-after-disgusting-breakfast.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SGHsJ9waJiI/AAAAAAAAAq4/MKgV043a9ps/s72-c/3day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-970394517419567741</id><published>2008-06-23T11:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:49.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8YrMnmu3I/AAAAAAAAApg/1ZBLJ8gBvM0/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214914023919106930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8YrMnmu3I/AAAAAAAAApg/1ZBLJ8gBvM0/s400/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8YYwwzR9I/AAAAAAAAApY/x0pjDEfbKUM/s1600-h/img2586.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This movie's gonna be awesome. I was at the dog run yesterday, and a lady told me to prepare a box of tissue. hahaha.. She said Puddles looked just like Socks in that movie. =) (look on the left. yes? =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.. I found the 10 commandments. I thought it was quite sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8bjV6_G4I/AAAAAAAAApo/rJLlbWEalD8/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214917187512245122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8bjV6_G4I/AAAAAAAAApo/rJLlbWEalD8/s400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8b5txlytI/AAAAAAAAApw/La5JU7AzCdA/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214917571872410322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8b5txlytI/AAAAAAAAApw/La5JU7AzCdA/s400/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8dtEH0xTI/AAAAAAAAAqI/8Ahxg46yiUY/s1600-h/Picture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214919553556202802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8dtEH0xTI/AAAAAAAAAqI/8Ahxg46yiUY/s400/Picture3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8cexrlD-I/AAAAAAAAAp4/wZx8FESBRNY/s1600-h/Picture4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214918208576098274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8cexrlD-I/AAAAAAAAAp4/wZx8FESBRNY/s400/Picture4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8dgEYCwNI/AAAAAAAAAqA/zK0B_KOb5EU/s1600-h/Picture5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214919330285928658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8dgEYCwNI/AAAAAAAAAqA/zK0B_KOb5EU/s400/Picture5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8d-jnBUhI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/VX7lEgwy9sQ/s1600-h/Picture6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214919854066323986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8d-jnBUhI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/VX7lEgwy9sQ/s400/Picture6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8eQubIRMI/AAAAAAAAAqY/DS2ghvurK-M/s1600-h/Picture7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214920166206883010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8eQubIRMI/AAAAAAAAAqY/DS2ghvurK-M/s400/Picture7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8edtJzhkI/AAAAAAAAAqg/e6JmSuTeR7Y/s1600-h/Picture8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214920389204084290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8edtJzhkI/AAAAAAAAAqg/e6JmSuTeR7Y/s400/Picture8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8etTq59OI/AAAAAAAAAqo/6BU9mTV3pAE/s1600-h/Picture9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214920657241502946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8etTq59OI/AAAAAAAAAqo/6BU9mTV3pAE/s400/Picture9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8fNeAipHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/voVAnOV-32A/s1600-h/Picture10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214921209772418162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8fNeAipHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/voVAnOV-32A/s400/Picture10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH DID I MENTION THAT PUDDLES LOVES DURIANS?! HAHAHAH.. SLURPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-970394517419567741?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/970394517419567741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=970394517419567741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/970394517419567741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/970394517419567741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-movies-gonna-be-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SF8YrMnmu3I/AAAAAAAAApg/1ZBLJ8gBvM0/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8846682029663750236</id><published>2008-06-22T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:31:40.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a crazy week! Busy with I don't know what and I'm dead beat!!! This time, I can just fall a sleep while typing but I just have to whine before doing so!!!&lt;br /&gt;My sister just had to add on to this. FUCK! I'm totally pissed like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She caused Puddles to injure her leg/s and so what if it's just an accident. The point is, she's hurt and I don't know what will come because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd to get to the vet tmr and I've to hail a cab WITH A DOG. That's the most difficult thing to do now, considering she's big and injured. Then I've to spend a huge bomb on medical fees. THIS wouldn't have happened if she's more careful AND IF SHE REMEMBERED THAT SHE'S JUST A PUPPY despite her size! The boiling part is, she pretended to be aslp and push this shit away. fuck! I know you'll be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMD! The more I write the more I boil. You know how worried to see her limping EVERYTIME?! That must hurt alot. Seriously a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8846682029663750236?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8846682029663750236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8846682029663750236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8846682029663750236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8846682029663750236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-has-been-crazy-week-busy-with-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-546933000212650633</id><published>2008-06-19T17:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:51.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1OeWiBI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ABD934TmPZ8/s1600-h/2day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213518915960211474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1OeWiBI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ABD934TmPZ8/s400/2day1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the disgusting breakfast provided by the resort, we proceeded to Chuifen, the filming site of 'City of Sadness'. (Like whatever! Btw, which drama is that?!)&lt;br /&gt;But located up in the hills, the old fashioned way of life and the aura of an old mining town was felt. We tried the famous dessert which I forgot the name. And the sotong! It was yummy. I bought my all so expensive leather bag there. DAMN NICE!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1Yr-WCI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-HNcfDKbYow/s1600-h/2day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213518918701701154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1Yr-WCI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-HNcfDKbYow/s400/2day2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1hOJ2II/AAAAAAAAAog/CnuTYDP_nrI/s1600-h/2day3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213518920992544898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1hOJ2II/AAAAAAAAAog/CnuTYDP_nrI/s400/2day3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1hZIyOI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8LS7oC68TjU/s1600-h/2day4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213518921038612706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1hZIyOI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8LS7oC68TjU/s400/2day4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was to Yilan National Centre for Traditional Arts. Phew, that name was LONG. hahaha. Anyways, we bought lotsa goodies back from there. Aiya.. pictures will do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1yE3pgI/AAAAAAAAAow/Wnil6Pe8HMU/s1600-h/2day5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213518925517006338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1yE3pgI/AAAAAAAAAow/Wnil6Pe8HMU/s400/2day5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, we travelled to Hualien by train and caught the Ami aboriginal cultral show. That was interesting. Anyhow, we had to settle our dinner and THAT WAS THE MOST HORRIBLE FOOD I'VE EVER TASTED IN MY LIFE. Looks good, tasted wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy beyond your imagination, in a bad way. PUI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFolzj5XdII/AAAAAAAAAo4/HFTkPREFYCM/s1600-h/2day6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213521086374179970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFolzj5XdII/AAAAAAAAAo4/HFTkPREFYCM/s400/2day6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFolz4aBDqI/AAAAAAAAApA/jGMd9uV9ZC4/s1600-h/2day7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213521091879833250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFolz4aBDqI/AAAAAAAAApA/jGMd9uV9ZC4/s400/2day7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFolzzLITaI/AAAAAAAAApI/jF2iUppE6ek/s1600-h/2day8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213521090475216290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFolzzLITaI/AAAAAAAAApI/jF2iUppE6ek/s400/2day8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFol0Gx9aNI/AAAAAAAAApQ/pD0zEy3t74A/s1600-h/2day9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213521095738353874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFol0Gx9aNI/AAAAAAAAApQ/pD0zEy3t74A/s400/2day9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3's gonna be a long update. So till next time, stay tune!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-546933000212650633?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/546933000212650633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=546933000212650633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/546933000212650633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/546933000212650633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-2-after-disgusting-breakfast.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFoj1OeWiBI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ABD934TmPZ8/s72-c/2day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2329914625367675050</id><published>2008-06-19T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:53.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213440640873049042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFncpBDSq9I/AAAAAAAAAnY/RwNeTVJe3hs/s400/1day1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213440645192741602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFncpRJL8uI/AAAAAAAAAng/Q0V9cgyPuqo/s400/1day2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Helen, Claud and Carmen gave us a surprise by sending us off in the early afternoon. They are just so sweet, aren't they? The 1st day was rather a short one. A 4 hours flight landed us in Taiwan. The so called new airport didn't look nice at all. Even T1 beats it. hahaha. Boarded the bus (3/4 of our time's spent travelling) and headed for dinner! Our 1st dinner in Taiwan. Wait for it......... wait for it............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213440649649777378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFncphv06uI/AAAAAAAAAno/d7JzttfZen0/s400/1day3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213440657730456130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFncp_2aSkI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Ms3Zx_Ao2FI/s400/1day4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XIAO LONG BAO!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(if baby was there, he'd rather kill himself. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213440660253166498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFncqJP3y6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/51NojRbFE5k/s400/1day5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st and best meal there. The rest sucked to the core. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213441134296320450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFndFvMkScI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3_6ydJ54cnc/s400/1day6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have flavours like mango, oolong tea, black beans and etc. I think the original ones are the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our stomaches filled to the brim, we then found ourselves in Ximending. Sadly we were given only one and a half hours to shop. Boooo! Despite the given time, I bought quite a bit. =) Oh the duck feet, wings, inlets and tongues were AWESOME!!!!!! We had to even queue! I swear it was gooooooooood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213441141958424530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFndGLvWt9I/AAAAAAAAAoI/eh81fKSE_go/s400/1day7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's day 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2329914625367675050?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2329914625367675050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2329914625367675050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2329914625367675050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2329914625367675050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-1-auntie-helen-claud-and-carmen.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFncpBDSq9I/AAAAAAAAAnY/RwNeTVJe3hs/s72-c/1day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-1872746116430253041</id><published>2008-06-18T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:55.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last Thursday before I left for Taiwan was spent with my bf in town. I think he was collecting his No.1 then we head down Suntec for some marketing which was so fun =) I love love love marketing especially when the trolley's filled to the brim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we had lunch over at Waraku-MS. The fish role was awesome. Everything's damn good la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd6mVCcoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ZZFkDZMA32E/s1600-h/waraku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230936216466050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd6mVCcoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ZZFkDZMA32E/s400/waraku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since my bf was on duty the following day, I had a simple dinner with my mum in town. Guess where?! hahahhaha.. FOOD REPUBLIC!!!! Shit load of people!!! oh, tourist! and food were seriously OVER PRICED like nobody's business. The beef noodles cost $6 in a FOOD COURT! SIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd7LOk0TI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ndZZuE1joRs/s1600-h/DSC01976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230946121470258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd7LOk0TI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ndZZuE1joRs/s400/DSC01976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd7s0YuOI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KbaecsRWFMo/s1600-h/DSC01977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230955138431202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd7s0YuOI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KbaecsRWFMo/s400/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Nick, YP and Zac for supper over at Thomson and we went PRAWNING TOO!!! Andddddddddddd.... we didn't manage to catch any prawns!!! it must be because we are beautiful people. Bahahahhhaha.. eh, how come the fat and ugly managed to catch SO MANY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230934235044146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd6e8oWTI/AAAAAAAAAm4/m_GKsFqQ7s4/s400/prawning.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230928972819650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd6LWBLMI/AAAAAAAAAmw/yTZgXLozo54/s400/paddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puddles had grown quite abit after I came home. Bigger than what it seems in the picture. haha. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;Weekends were good. BF treated mum to dinner at the yatch club. THE CEREAL PRAWNS WERE INCREDIBLY GOOD!!!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my ear, I had to visit the ENT department over at Alexendra Hospital this afternoon. Boy, I almost break a needle when the Doctor inserted it into my ear!!! FUCK PAIN I TELL YOU! I think I was behaving extremely comical in there. haha. Whatever la. Now, my right ear is temporary deaf because of the shit load of antibiotics inserted into my ears. Sigh, I've to go back on Friday to get my ears cleaned and MORE antibiotics. There'll be a dinner that night was well as the next and I'm gonna be SOOOOOOOOOOO UGLY. =( BOOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-1872746116430253041?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1872746116430253041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=1872746116430253041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1872746116430253041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1872746116430253041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-thursday-before-i-left-for-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SFkd6mVCcoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ZZFkDZMA32E/s72-c/waraku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-624756234537364366</id><published>2008-06-17T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:02:48.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just touched Singapore hours ago. I'M BACK FROM TAIWAN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what's sooooooooo fun in Taiwan. BORING SHIT! the night markets are crap la! Still, I bought a whole crane of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PRACTICALLY LIVED ON CUP NOODLES AND CHICKEN BACKSIDE!&lt;br /&gt;That's the only best!!!! Oh my lord, I bought a carton back man!!!! Eh, bbq chicken backside is that greatest invention. Not the least disgusting, you have to trust me for that! DAMN GOOD. The rest was..... oooooooooooookkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update on this later or tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, remember my stupid ear? Yes, it's giving me problems again. HURT LIKE MAD!!!!! So much so I've to make an appointment with the specialist tmr afternoon. Booooo.. The doctor told me that it's swelling so much so he can't see my ear drum. THAT BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-624756234537364366?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/624756234537364366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=624756234537364366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/624756234537364366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/624756234537364366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-touched-singapore-hours-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-7209253456219242608</id><published>2008-06-06T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:34:07.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We brought lovely to the vet yesterday and she's perhaps the most obedient and friendliest dog there. She kept wanting to play with the other dogs but.. haha.. they didn't want to. She continued playing with the people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 Peruvian Hairless which looked awefully disgusting, were extremely noisy. They looked just like RATS! Very spastic too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, my pup has puppy pimples! hahhaha.. funny or what?! It's because she has been lying on her belly most of the times. Got her jab, got a free cleaning of ears and all was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a Friday AGAIN, and I don't know where to go and what to do later. SOMEBODY DATE ME!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-7209253456219242608?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7209253456219242608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=7209253456219242608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7209253456219242608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7209253456219242608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-brought-lovely-to-vet-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8223729590370284647</id><published>2008-06-05T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:44:33.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After almost 12hrs of continuous majong games today, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BUTT HURTS LIKE MAD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's been an enjoyable one. Who'll wake up at 7am to prepare for majong?!&lt;br /&gt;My mum sent us over to Claud's house and that's when the magic began. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'M SOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8223729590370284647?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8223729590370284647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8223729590370284647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8223729590370284647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8223729590370284647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-almost-12hrs-of-continuous-majong.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-575696047908842566</id><published>2008-06-03T14:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:31:59.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>True Blue Cuisine was where we had our meal one day.&lt;br /&gt;As I speak, True Blue Cuisine's a Peranakan Boutique Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDhQv4CKI/AAAAAAAAAkY/1Rhl9q8iano/s1600-h/DSC01912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207572414090184866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDhQv4CKI/AAAAAAAAAkY/1Rhl9q8iano/s400/DSC01912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDhwv4CLI/AAAAAAAAAkg/YDpQV5pulM8/s1600-h/DSC01913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207572422680119474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDhwv4CLI/AAAAAAAAAkg/YDpQV5pulM8/s400/DSC01913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDiQv4CMI/AAAAAAAAAko/zxSzgg0RB7I/s1600-h/DSC01914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207572431270054082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDiQv4CMI/AAAAAAAAAko/zxSzgg0RB7I/s400/DSC01914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TMD.. As I was walking back from the toilet into my room just now, I slipped on Puddles's pee and FELL! Pissed off I tell you and now apart from the scratches she gave me previously, I received 2 BIG bruises on my knee and arm. She's so gonna get a piece of me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food and service was splendid and wait till you see the bill. You get what you pay right?&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the ambiance. I'll definitely wanna head back there for a meal or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGUgv4CUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/W-Z7C3Brkgs/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207575493581736258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGUgv4CUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/W-Z7C3Brkgs/s400/DSC01922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGVAv4CVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ttd8z8_jbw8/s1600-h/DSC01923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207575502171670866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGVAv4CVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ttd8z8_jbw8/s400/DSC01923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGVQv4CWI/AAAAAAAAAl4/8HZwCfWuCvk/s1600-h/DSC01924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207575506466638178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGVQv4CWI/AAAAAAAAAl4/8HZwCfWuCvk/s400/DSC01924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGVgv4CXI/AAAAAAAAAmA/qGctnBMUjhI/s1600-h/DSC01925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207575510761605490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGVgv4CXI/AAAAAAAAAmA/qGctnBMUjhI/s400/DSC01925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? The prawn crackers was aromatic seriously. UBER UBER UBER GOOD! What goes well with that other than belachan? Chincalok of course!!!! (It's mashed shrimps and vinger sauce) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207572439859988706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDiwv4COI/AAAAAAAAAk4/IM6PQF9DCPg/s400/DSC01916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207572435565021394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDigv4CNI/AAAAAAAAAkw/K3gAiZwWQ-0/s400/DSC01915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yet again, I got somebody knocking on the door just now. Hey! IT'S MY F21!!! The service is really good and I didn't expect them to be that fast! weeee~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to FOOD, we ordered beef rendang which was sooooo tender, Chap Chye, Omelet with pepper leafs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE4gv4CPI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KrH-f8WyFqE/s1600-h/DSC01917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207573913033771250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE4gv4CPI/AAAAAAAAAlA/KrH-f8WyFqE/s400/DSC01917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE4wv4CQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/DHH4qhpgurU/s1600-h/DSC01918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207573917328738562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE4wv4CQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/DHH4qhpgurU/s400/DSC01918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE5Av4CRI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/KRKWjPtY9LM/s1600-h/DSC01919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207573921623705874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE5Av4CRI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/KRKWjPtY9LM/s400/DSC01919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE5Qv4CSI/AAAAAAAAAlY/BlyLjos4dxQ/s1600-h/DSC01920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207573925918673186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE5Qv4CSI/AAAAAAAAAlY/BlyLjos4dxQ/s400/DSC01920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207575510761605506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUGVgv4CYI/AAAAAAAAAmI/X-Y5LyIYp98/s400/DSC01926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the yummiest of all food, Fish Asam! I'm not fish person but it's really really god damnnnn goooooooooooood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207573934508607794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUE5wv4CTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/tTfZ0mwipVc/s400/DSC01921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bill was a bomb afterwhich. haahah.&lt;br /&gt;Strolled along Fort Canning Park and he didn't propose. Bahaaaaaaaaaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in the night, Claud called for a chill session along Upper Thomson at Earth's cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Puddles sure did like it to the max. Seriously, I thought this place as better than MS and hopefully they wouldn't be closing down so sooon. hahahah.. (very new place, very few people) We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUHUwv4CZI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/tog5z9C474Y/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207576597388331410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUHUwv4CZI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/tog5z9C474Y/s400/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUHVAv4CaI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rhvUbtC3IrE/s1600-h/DSC01935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207576601683298722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUHVAv4CaI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rhvUbtC3IrE/s400/DSC01935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUHVQv4CbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/GdajyILJcI0/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207576605978266034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUHVQv4CbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/GdajyILJcI0/s400/DSC01939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clothes were brilliant! I love love love all of them. Simple yet sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go.... Hopefully another MJ session in Claud's house tmr. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUH7Av4CcI/AAAAAAAAAmo/jE4aExNkmys/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUH7Av4CcI/AAAAAAAAAmo/jE4aExNkmys/s400/DSC01906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207577254518327746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-575696047908842566?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/575696047908842566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=575696047908842566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/575696047908842566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/575696047908842566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/06/true-blue-cuisine-was-where-we-had-our.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SEUDhQv4CKI/AAAAAAAAAkY/1Rhl9q8iano/s72-c/DSC01912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-7384310327809590841</id><published>2008-05-29T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:58:42.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAH!!!! I JUST BLAST OFF SOME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MOOLAHS&lt;/span&gt; ONTO SHOPPING! Apparently, the website doesn't have any technical problems. I just clicked onto the wrong button. Stupid me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;moolahs&lt;/span&gt; well spent! You've gotta know, with the amount of money I spurred online could only get me the most 2 dresses shopping in the malls. So yes!!!!!!!! Everybody has their 1st time and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;delicate&lt;/span&gt; my virgin online shopping to Forever 21. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; cheaper than the malls, that blood sucking place but shipping was the ultimate killer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; HAPPY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The wait is just 5-12 business days! Fast or what?! By then, I'll be in Taiwan for more shopping!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wahahahhahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-7384310327809590841?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7384310327809590841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=7384310327809590841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7384310327809590841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7384310327809590841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeah-i-just-blast-off-some-moolahs-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-7407717311179143014</id><published>2008-05-29T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:25:01.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I've just burnt a hole in my pocket again. (Stupid! I'm trying to make the payment now but I can't seem to enter the bloody page.) So frustrating!!!!!!!! Just emailed them and shit I gotta wait again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of travelling early in the morning to pick my dog up from my bf's. It's been so long since I get to sleep until the late afternoon. sigh... what did I get myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition later, gonna nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, TMR'S FRIDAY!!!! =))) On another note, I'm craving for Popeye again. The lip smacking whipped potatoes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-7407717311179143014?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7407717311179143014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=7407717311179143014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7407717311179143014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7407717311179143014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-think-ive-just-burnt-hole-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2181332256148257369</id><published>2008-05-27T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:22:18.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sore throat's killing me. It must be because of all the late nights I had since I've graduated. To add on, I was feeling feverish during the afternoon. Damn it. I didn't even get out of the room to pee only until I came back from dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was gooooooooooooooood. =) And tmr will be better because my bf is on leave! Yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I needa rest.&lt;br /&gt;Night night world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2181332256148257369?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2181332256148257369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2181332256148257369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2181332256148257369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2181332256148257369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sore-throats-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5142019791488410044</id><published>2008-05-26T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:00.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you've missed Fatty's Birthday last Saturday, then allow me to bring you through........ Fun in Halton D =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning before I even get to go to the toilet to pee, Pamela called me and she told me she was ard my area. She came over but I was way too tired to entertain her. hahah.. Passed her some VCDs to watch and I went back to slp. She tried to slp though but she can't. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed together at the nearby coffeeshop along with fatty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call when I got home, my bf was here to fetch me over to Changi. Pam and I reached much earlier than the Birthday girl herself. I like the place even though old Changi Hospital was just right behind. Frankly speaking, it looked eerie. Brrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for everybody to arrive and the night was really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Had MJ and although I lost some moolahs, I enjoyed it very much! With Fatty's friends, Jenny, little man and Melvin around, I couldn't stop my laughers and I add on to the jokes too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I couldn't take it anymore, I went to bed with my 3 girls, Fat, Pam and Simin. Oh yes, Puddles too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pictures time!&lt;br /&gt;Today's your actual Birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY FATTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLAgv4CCI/AAAAAAAAAjY/qkIpaJprkMA/s1600-h/fatty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204554791542851618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLAgv4CCI/AAAAAAAAAjY/qkIpaJprkMA/s400/fatty1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLAwv4CDI/AAAAAAAAAjg/u4_EhzhPSUg/s1600-h/fatty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204554795837818930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLAwv4CDI/AAAAAAAAAjg/u4_EhzhPSUg/s400/fatty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLAwv4CEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/mD8z3kPzAGc/s1600-h/fatty3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204554795837818946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLAwv4CEI/AAAAAAAAAjo/mD8z3kPzAGc/s400/fatty3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLBAv4CFI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3rn3h2nHyjo/s1600-h/fatty4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204554800132786258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLBAv4CFI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3rn3h2nHyjo/s400/fatty4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLBQv4CGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/caB46LHUfPQ/s1600-h/fatty5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204554804427753570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLBQv4CGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/caB46LHUfPQ/s400/fatty5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLsAv4CHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/amWHeOJooH0/s1600-h/fatty6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204555538867161202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLsAv4CHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/amWHeOJooH0/s400/fatty6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLsQv4CII/AAAAAAAAAkI/kEfl5wSh68g/s1600-h/fatty7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204555543162128514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLsQv4CII/AAAAAAAAAkI/kEfl5wSh68g/s400/fatty7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, he sleeps like my dog. Too bad, he was drunk. I think he did that on purpose. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpMDQv4CJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/C-RAEIEey_0/s1600-h/DSC01852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204555938299119762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpMDQv4CJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/C-RAEIEey_0/s400/DSC01852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5142019791488410044?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5142019791488410044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5142019791488410044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5142019791488410044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5142019791488410044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-youve-missed-fattys-birthday-last.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDpLAgv4CCI/AAAAAAAAAjY/qkIpaJprkMA/s72-c/fatty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-210238431827173339</id><published>2008-05-24T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:01.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Other than getting another summon yesterday, the week towards the end was fantabulous. Sigh... I'm getting really unlucky these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9dCWND-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZgifxOo8Z8A/s1600-h/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203836200993755106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9dCWND-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZgifxOo8Z8A/s400/DSC01747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended Keng Hoe's wedding dinner last Thursday at Conrad. The videos they took was bloody good! Those that will make you go, awww... that's sweet. The night was great. I'm a head turn. Hahahahahhahahha. It was awkward seriously. Played with my little Puddles for awhile before returning home that night. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9byWND6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/a6l9ZRmLSx0/s1600-h/DSC01752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203836179518918562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9byWND6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/a6l9ZRmLSx0/s400/DSC01752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9cSWND7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/md2Q5Gn4hUI/s1600-h/DSC01753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203836188108853170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9cSWND7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/md2Q5Gn4hUI/s400/DSC01753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday saw us in Sentosa! Brought Puddles along and SHE SWIMS! damn cute. Are they born to swim or what! Just throw her in and she starts paddling. Katong Laska for dinner and back home. I was dead beat and so is she!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9ciWND8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/0Yeiiz17dRQ/s1600-h/DSC01733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203836192403820482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9ciWND8I/AAAAAAAAAjA/0Yeiiz17dRQ/s400/DSC01733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off to a party!!! My FATTY'S 21st BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AUNT FAT! (Puddles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9cyWND9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/xvfRQbStpag/s1600-h/DSC01739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203836196698787794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9cyWND9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/xvfRQbStpag/s400/DSC01739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-210238431827173339?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/210238431827173339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=210238431827173339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/210238431827173339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/210238431827173339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/other-than-getting-another-summon.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDe9dCWND-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZgifxOo8Z8A/s72-c/DSC01747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2293483532449381830</id><published>2008-05-20T10:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:04.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M MAD LIKE FUCK! It supposed to be a beautiful Tuesday morning but I got a big fat summon! Damn retarded seriously and SO DAMN UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;The story goes like this, my bf's brother got into an accident weeks ago and I've gonna bring it over the the mechanics to get it fixed. Logically, I've to drive the car home right? I got home around 12am in the morning and I drove round the carpark and there's not a single lot available BECAUSE OF THE STUPID CONSTRUCTION GOING ON DOWNSTAIRS. FUCK! I had no other choice but to park beside the parking lot in the midst of construction. Even the double yellow line doesn't have space to squeeze the car's ass! The next morning, I found the stupid green summon on my wind screen but IT'S SO UNFAIR WHEN OTHER CARS DOESN'T HAVE ONE! LIKE HELLO, WE ARE DOING THE SAME SHIT!!!!! Just because they have a season parking coupon while I was using the NORMAL coupon. Those summon people out there are soooooooo fucking stupid! Using the normal coupons supposed to be MORE EXPENSIVE and they should jolly well fuck the other parties' cars!!!!!!! PISSED OFFFFFFF TO THE MAXXXXXXXX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. On the other note, there was a post mother's day celebration down at Kuishimbo with my favourite people on earth! The yummy scrummy crabs, sushi, sashimi and all rock my sock! Most importantly, the company. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCUlbyXBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/m7RcqJ1WIik/s1600-h/postmothersday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202293440979819538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCUlbyXBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/m7RcqJ1WIik/s400/postmothersday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCUlbyXCI/AAAAAAAAAiA/fDRpJGQ7WJI/s1600-h/postmothersday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202293440979819554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCUlbyXCI/AAAAAAAAAiA/fDRpJGQ7WJI/s400/postmothersday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCU1byXDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/-L42NFIKm3c/s1600-h/postmothersday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202293445274786866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCU1byXDI/AAAAAAAAAiI/-L42NFIKm3c/s400/postmothersday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCU1byXEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gJz_W3p31kQ/s1600-h/postmothersday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202293445274786882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCU1byXEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gJz_W3p31kQ/s400/postmothersday4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our regular dosage of gossips and laughes! And also not forgetting bringing childhood back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJC5VbyXFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/SgQ9SC774rY/s1600-h/postmothersday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294072340012114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJC5VbyXFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/SgQ9SC774rY/s400/postmothersday5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, mum and I gotta get our asses into some building to get our passports updated. Suddenly just forgotten the name of that building. We had Hans for brunch. Very salty lei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCUFbyXAI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oqRYHzwd2SQ/s1600-h/hans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202293432389884930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCUFbyXAI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oqRYHzwd2SQ/s400/hans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're bringing childhood back, yeah yeah, the mothers don't know where to hide. hahahaha.. (just follow the sexy back tune) Talking about childhood days, I met my Primary school bestie, Lynn to catch up over coffee. Not literally coffee though. hahah. It was great! We shared almost EVERYTHING. More next time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to our post mothers' day celebration. More bowling next at OCC and the girls were off to some massage. Omg! that was awesome. Other than that, it was my first time playing JACKPOT! It must have been the movie, What happens in Vegas. Hahaha.. Puna funny. I love love love the last part of the movie again! why? YOU KNOW WHY! hahahahahahahahahhahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf came back on a Sunday afternoon and we went shopping as well as mummum-ing in Shimbashi again. hahah.. yes, I did swear I'd never step in there for some time. I didn't manage to get anything because nothing caught my eye or maybe I wasn't in the mood. He must have been really happy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJC5lbyXHI/AAAAAAAAAio/pfXHvk1mDbA/s1600-h/shimbashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294076634979442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJC5lbyXHI/AAAAAAAAAio/pfXHvk1mDbA/s400/shimbashi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJC5VbyXGI/AAAAAAAAAig/dcy91SgCpMs/s1600-h/puddles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294072340012130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJC5VbyXGI/AAAAAAAAAig/dcy91SgCpMs/s400/puddles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really suay these days, Puddles gone missing yesterday. We thought she was hiding some where in the house but after so time, we realized she RAN AWAY! I was damn scared, I almost peed in my pants. After a month with her, I know what she can do and can't do. She can't walk down the stairs for nuts! So I went upstairs to look for her. And I found her pile of SHIT and her puddle of pee. There she was LOOKING for our unit BUT AT THE WRONG FLOOR! Silly girl and of course, I hit her hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Sunday was the last time I brought her out. ='( Scare the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise birthday party for Kelly at Ram's place. The food was goooood! especially the FISH! Anyways, I brought Puddles there and I got all of them to bring their little ones along too. Miki, Kelly's lovely and Puddle, Kaile's lovely. My pup looked the biggest in size there, though she was the youngest. =) Small gatherings are really fun and we should prolly have more of them. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are car-less tonight. Oh boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2293483532449381830?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2293483532449381830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2293483532449381830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2293483532449381830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2293483532449381830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-mad-like-fuck-it-supposed-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SDJCUlbyXBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/m7RcqJ1WIik/s72-c/postmothersday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-7331428936734499661</id><published>2008-05-16T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:37:49.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's a Friday and it's not the legendary "Today's FRIDAY!" uhmm.. get what I mean? Yes? Because bf's sailing again. He's sailing almost EVERYDAY but I can't complain maybe just a little whining here and there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought Puddles home last night. Luckily she slpt throughout the night and didn't pee all over my room. At least she peed whenever I brought her to the toilet, still, it's on the god damn floor! Getting impatient already. WHY SO STUPID!!! She's afraid of getting hit but she never learns!! Angry laaaaaaaaa....... And that guilty look never fails to melt my heart. Idiot, I'm such a softie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think today's gonna be a boring day but I can't wait for tmr! It's post mother's day celebration! I love love love gatherings like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-7331428936734499661?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7331428936734499661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=7331428936734499661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7331428936734499661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7331428936734499661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/todays-friday-and-its-not-legendary.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-9057712622315717814</id><published>2008-05-13T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:38:00.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Foot prints in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walked with me&lt;br /&gt;Foot prints in the sand&lt;br /&gt;And helped me understand out where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;You walked with me&lt;br /&gt;When I was all alone&lt;br /&gt;With so much unknown along the way&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you&lt;br /&gt;I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair&lt;br /&gt;I'll carry you&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You'll find my footprints in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my life&lt;br /&gt;Flash across the sky&lt;br /&gt;So many times I'm blind and you're so afraid&lt;br /&gt;And just when I&lt;br /&gt;I thought i lost my way&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;That's when I heard you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you&lt;br /&gt;I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair&lt;br /&gt;I'll carry you&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You'll find my footprints in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought it's quite meaningful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-9057712622315717814?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/9057712622315717814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=9057712622315717814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/9057712622315717814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/9057712622315717814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/foot-prints-in-sand-you-walked-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3321702686336289881</id><published>2008-05-13T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:04.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCkTlFbyW_I/AAAAAAAAAho/az4iOQfj9dk/s1600-h/iron-man-moviehp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199708772610759666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCkTlFbyW_I/AAAAAAAAAho/az4iOQfj9dk/s400/iron-man-moviehp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught the movie- IRON MAN a couple of days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a fan of action movies if you know me well enough but Iron Man was AWESOME!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha.. andddddd from that movie, I started teasing my bf with the last words from Tony Stark. Seriously, go watch that movie!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sooooo wanna watch it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad got me a new cellphone last night. Lets just say... I was pushed to change because of the vouchers he got. Not the one I really REALLY liked but it's a brand new phone FROM DAD. =) At least Fatty and I are carrying the same phone again. HAHAHA. We have similar clothings, shoes (we just ordered them), and OHHHHH SAME BRA!!!!! hahahaa.. she's gonna kill me for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bf and I love poking one another and finally I poked him with an extremely FUNNY JOKE!!! hahahahahhahaahahahahaha. It's between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's something I wanna clarify. My blog's for friends and people like Shuanna, Claudia, Candice, or I should say people who share the same bowl of porridge since young. Not for aunts and uncles. Some people just linked me without even asking! Who would want the ENTIRE family to know what we are doing, going and all?! Then come and talk to you as if they know your world. Sometimes they can be quite kapo. I was pissed when I found out. Sooooo before I tell you off in front of your face, delete my link. I don't even allow my sister to link me. Frankly speaking, I hate that fucking idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot, my dog just let out a smelly fart! Grossssssssssss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3321702686336289881?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3321702686336289881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3321702686336289881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3321702686336289881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3321702686336289881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/caught-movie-iron-man-couple-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCkTlFbyW_I/AAAAAAAAAho/az4iOQfj9dk/s72-c/iron-man-moviehp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3110582395306351520</id><published>2008-05-12T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:05.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parties after parties, week after week and boy, doesn't it sound tedious or what?!&lt;br /&gt;Lets just let the pictures speak for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmlVbyW4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/xwwMntL51Jc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199166717673233282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmlVbyW4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/xwwMntL51Jc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Puddles's learning to walk on a leash. We've already been spending god knows how much on her! Hey, my dog even has a dogbook ok! Don't play play. Just take that I'm way to bored at home. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmn1byW5I/AAAAAAAAAg4/ulZXdHLdEkE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199166760622906258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmn1byW5I/AAAAAAAAAg4/ulZXdHLdEkE/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a choco-candy lady recently. My waist line's showing signs! Whatever la, sometimes I just need to keep my mind of my WEIGHT! wahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmolbyW6I/AAAAAAAAAhA/VJuJWQiOhYg/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199166773507808162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmolbyW6I/AAAAAAAAAhA/VJuJWQiOhYg/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited Pawtobellow or whatever you call it last Friday and the pork ribs were WAY TOOOO DISGUSTING. Seriously, it should be on my dog's plate instead of ours. They prolly did serve us the wrong thing. Hahahahhahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmpVbyW8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NOebcWcVWHg/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199166786392710082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmpVbyW8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NOebcWcVWHg/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf had to run some errands yesterday and we found ourselves having lunch at Out of the Pan. I had a sweet tooth and I ordered Waffles! Desserts always mange to find their way to my tummy. I thought the apple juice tasted so yummy but I guess my bf thought otherwise. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcnE1byW9I/AAAAAAAAAhY/96uDW3qscQ0/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199167258839112658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcnE1byW9I/AAAAAAAAAhY/96uDW3qscQ0/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my party during the night and Puddles bullied my uncle's dog. That poor dog's blind. The last time I saw him, he was fine. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcnFFbyW-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/S5HuKBbREjI/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199167263134079970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcnFFbyW-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/S5HuKBbREjI/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long day tmr, sooo... good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmpFbyW7I/AAAAAAAAAhI/R9vT_I4CHEw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199166782097742770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmpFbyW7I/AAAAAAAAAhI/R9vT_I4CHEw/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3110582395306351520?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3110582395306351520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3110582395306351520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3110582395306351520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3110582395306351520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/parties-after-parties-week-after-week.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SCcmlVbyW4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/xwwMntL51Jc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4030015040806153164</id><published>2008-05-08T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:58:20.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOY! Tuas is a really scary place, damn it!! With all the monster trucks everywhere I wonder if they are able to see me driving. A hectic, hectic, HECTIC day! I think I travelled round Singapore today. Home to Tuas, Tuas to Home, Home to Katong, Katong to Home, Home to Tuas, Tuas to Katong, Katong to MS and finally back home. My legs were even suffering from cramps just driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I brought my little Puddles Puddles home after her Jab, she was DARN HAPPY! waggling her tail hard =) I felt like a mother to her whenever she slept in my arms. She so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog more tmr. One last thing, THANK YOU NICK! And happy 9th Monthsary to both of you!!!!!!!!! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4030015040806153164?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4030015040806153164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4030015040806153164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4030015040806153164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4030015040806153164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/boy-tuas-is-really-scary-place-damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5499235704801041352</id><published>2008-05-05T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:07.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yucks! I just ate an uncooked lamb sausage. I feel like puking now.&lt;br /&gt;This post is eons seriously. About my 1st Pulau Ubin trip with my previous company. I just got the pictures la. Andddddddd... I realized I was ALWAYS sitting. haha.. Some pictures are really classic! hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xTtg1OVI/AAAAAAAAAgI/zrgM2oiLsjA/s1600-h/games.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926709713418578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xTtg1OVI/AAAAAAAAAgI/zrgM2oiLsjA/s400/games.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xT9g1OWI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/R1yJZ2GIthI/s1600-h/nick%26yp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926714008385890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xT9g1OWI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/R1yJZ2GIthI/s400/nick%26yp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xUNg1OXI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_Vi0he2Ty5k/s1600-h/pouring+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926718303353202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xUNg1OXI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_Vi0he2Ty5k/s400/pouring+water.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xUdg1OYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/e_zPDg-AR4A/s1600-h/strategic+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926722598320514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xUdg1OYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/e_zPDg-AR4A/s400/strategic+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xUtg1OZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/AVe0rdnwKdU/s1600-h/waterbomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926726893287826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xUtg1OZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/AVe0rdnwKdU/s400/waterbomb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w19g1OQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/axa7sTRRIys/s1600-h/bo+bei+chao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926198612310274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w19g1OQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/axa7sTRRIys/s400/bo+bei+chao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w2Ng1ORI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mdWuAZnMZhM/s1600-h/aim+and+shoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926202907277586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w2Ng1ORI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mdWuAZnMZhM/s400/aim+and+shoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w2dg1OSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/J4wRV7_tMYU/s1600-h/aintnolaughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926207202244898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w2dg1OSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/J4wRV7_tMYU/s400/aintnolaughing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w2tg1OTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Z0Gk2KyhClA/s1600-h/allwet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926211497212210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w2tg1OTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Z0Gk2KyhClA/s400/allwet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w29g1OUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/KORFbP-jNic/s1600-h/circle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926215792179522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8w29g1OUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/KORFbP-jNic/s400/circle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a bloody suay day. I couldn't hail a cab! Knn, that one and only cab got snatched by a bloody bitch who was standing 2 lamp post away. I HATE cab snatchers!!!! She definately saw me OK! I was standing there for god knows how long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get any stupid cabs, Puddles and I had to walk under the scorching sun all the way home. I just realized we've made a huge detour. Damn it. By snatching my cab, that bitch should get so damn unlucky! She might have missed her fight or something. Bloody bamboo with a FAT ASS! I'm so not over it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended Joey's 21st party last Saturday. My bf got a shock when I told him that we were actually primary school friends. hahahah.. WAH!!!! 14YEARS of friendship. Not bad, not bad. hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceed to St James to meet up with Chris and gang. hahaha.. My bf and I played a prank on him. HAHAHAHAA.. (inside joke) Since we were driving, I didn't drink much and I was bored and tired. My bf didn't wanted to go home. Hahaha.. SAME LA! Whenever I drink and he drives, I was also being rushed home. So BABY, IT'S PAY BACK TIME! TOOOOO BAD FOR BEING RUSHED HOME!!! wahahahahhhah!&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock climbed on a Sundary afternoon and boy I'm goooooood! =D&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to bring Puddles along but I thought it could be quite troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my Puddles, I can't wait to bring her home for good.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT HER HOME even when nightfalls.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my parents are oooooook with it already. haha. I'll try for a night when my bf goes out to sea again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5499235704801041352?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5499235704801041352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5499235704801041352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5499235704801041352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5499235704801041352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/yucks-i-just-ate-uncooked-lamb-sausage.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SB8xTtg1OVI/AAAAAAAAAgI/zrgM2oiLsjA/s72-c/games.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8005965411749162312</id><published>2008-05-02T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:09.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBp9WNg1OPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/RdD1KHIO75o/s1600-h/puddles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195602940663249138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBp9WNg1OPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/RdD1KHIO75o/s400/puddles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Labour Day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And that also meant outings with my favourite people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBnzrdg1OMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aRpG8eoPmsA/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195451573130836162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBnzrdg1OMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aRpG8eoPmsA/s400/car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met in the early morning to attend my uncle's new factory opening ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBnzrNg1OLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ww5hnJfbhW0/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195451568835868850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBnzrNg1OLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ww5hnJfbhW0/s400/cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went shopping TOGETHER. YES, the WHOLE lot! It's like we are going for a fight or somthing. HAHAHA. Chit chatted at Gelare. Waffles and coffee were way too good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBnzr9g1ONI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UAw1aB2BUVU/s1600-h/gelare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195451581720770770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBnzr9g1ONI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UAw1aB2BUVU/s400/gelare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?! My mum refrained me from buy shoes!! I felt damn sad la!!!!!! I love shoes from Guess. Frankly speaking, it's TOTAL LOVE! Sigh, sigh, sigh.. Oh well... Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the shoppings, Claud and I brought Puddles to the dog cafe at Sin Ming but bloody hell, it was closed! Sooooooooooo, we had no choice, we went all the way to MS. My little puddles learnt something new today! Shaking paws and walking unleashed!!! SMART GIRL!! but, she just peed as and when she likes. It's damn funny when she stopped and squatted just to pee while walking. She thinks it's HER WORLD. The cafe at MS was pretty nice. And my girl almost got raped by that stupid horny bastard. She totally freaked out! Knn, I wanted to kick that stupid dog away. You know what, he went round humping all the dogs la! He ought to be put to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBnzsNg1OOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/UQrMyQzDjQI/s1600-h/pawtabello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195451586015738082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBnzsNg1OOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/UQrMyQzDjQI/s400/pawtabello.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's coming home tmr!!! Can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bible verse I came across a couple of times today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew 7:7-8Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8005965411749162312?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8005965411749162312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8005965411749162312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8005965411749162312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8005965411749162312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-labour-day-and-that-also-meant.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBp9WNg1OPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/RdD1KHIO75o/s72-c/puddles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-185771085023734756</id><published>2008-04-30T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T12:05:21.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's been pretty good even when my bf's not in town.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, he's been really a sweet tongue these days too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random day I received his sms, "Baby.. Heart so sour... Miss you. Remember to eat, I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet can he get! hees....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out in the middle of the sea, I received another sms "Baby, I love you. I'm out at sea, keeping watch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even smsed me even though he's busy keeping watch. Awwww.. Damn sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ultimate sweetness.. He called me when he's around Indonesia. Seriously, I didn't expect anything like this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life seems so down, just remember Puddles and I will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now I've to share my love with Puddles. hahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for weekends, he'll be home =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww.. I'm loved and that feels good.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna powder my Puddles now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-185771085023734756?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/185771085023734756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=185771085023734756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/185771085023734756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/185771085023734756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/lifes-been-pretty-good-even-when-my-bfs.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-7574470034600698077</id><published>2008-04-29T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:30:08.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For some reasons, I'm feeling damn weird when my belle, Puddles, not sleeping beside me today. On another note, I feel lucky not to bring her home this morning. I'll post it next time. I'm gonna go over to my bf's to check her out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-7574470034600698077?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7574470034600698077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=7574470034600698077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7574470034600698077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7574470034600698077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-some-reasons-im-feeling-damn-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8896673190139084761</id><published>2008-04-27T03:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:12.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Team RP's BBQ Gathering over at Nick's and I brought Puddles along. That pretentious little fellow hid at a corner when she 1st reached the place. Just when she started warming up, you should see... naughty little one there. Anddddddd.. my bf is tired out because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought her home this afternoon and she SHIT in my room. damn it. hahha.. that poor girl didn't eat yesterday because she was CHOOSY! We bought her some wet food and she dived into the bowl like a glutton. tsktsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBN_JNg1N9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/lJxFvtfiXCs/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193634591511230418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBN_JNg1N9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/lJxFvtfiXCs/s400/DSC01408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBN_J9g1N-I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/l8wUN9N8q_8/s1600-h/DSC01406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193634604396132322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBN_J9g1N-I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/l8wUN9N8q_8/s400/DSC01406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBN_KNg1N_I/AAAAAAAAAdY/DQ3yh7rlDnk/s1600-h/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193634608691099634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBN_KNg1N_I/AAAAAAAAAdY/DQ3yh7rlDnk/s400/DSC01409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's her chou chou. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was soooooo fun and I should be collecting $5/taken photo's of Puddles. She was a STAR! hahahahah.. Damn funny. Food was good especially the prawns. Thanks Ying Pei and Nick for have me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOANNg1OBI/AAAAAAAAAdo/1-HfVuRuDQ0/s1600-h/DSC01411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193635759742334994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOANNg1OBI/AAAAAAAAAdo/1-HfVuRuDQ0/s400/DSC01411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOANtg1OCI/AAAAAAAAAdw/oI4lt6RB8fQ/s1600-h/DSC01412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193635768332269602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOANtg1OCI/AAAAAAAAAdw/oI4lt6RB8fQ/s400/DSC01412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite girl, Ying Pei. hahaha.. (ok.. I know you are reading this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOAN9g1ODI/AAAAAAAAAd4/28JR3iShdN0/s1600-h/DSC01413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193635772627236914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOAN9g1ODI/AAAAAAAAAd4/28JR3iShdN0/s400/DSC01413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Caron and Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOAONg1OEI/AAAAAAAAAeA/EuoaBrx8fAE/s1600-h/DSC01414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193635776922204226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOAONg1OEI/AAAAAAAAAeA/EuoaBrx8fAE/s400/DSC01414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac and Erin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB0Ng1OGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZVqKxal7UwU/s1600-h/DSC01419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193637529268861026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB0Ng1OGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZVqKxal7UwU/s400/DSC01419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend, Nickopower! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB0tg1OHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lKbc9zNmxa4/s1600-h/DSC01418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193637537858795634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB0tg1OHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lKbc9zNmxa4/s400/DSC01418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB3dg1OII/AAAAAAAAAeg/-b2h8G5X-MI/s1600-h/DSC01420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193637585103435906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB3dg1OII/AAAAAAAAAeg/-b2h8G5X-MI/s400/DSC01420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB4tg1OJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rpdLhw5NHjc/s1600-h/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193637606578272402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB4tg1OJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rpdLhw5NHjc/s400/DSC01422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB5dg1OKI/AAAAAAAAAew/4ry9bbpZRwM/s1600-h/DSC01425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193637619463174306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOB5dg1OKI/AAAAAAAAAew/4ry9bbpZRwM/s400/DSC01425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOAOdg1OFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/2zqoFEMaQ3U/s1600-h/DSC01417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193635781217171538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBOAOdg1OFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/2zqoFEMaQ3U/s400/DSC01417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team RP!!!! WE &lt;strong&gt;SOLD&lt;/strong&gt; MIOTV!!! no joke, we sell best! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8896673190139084761?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8896673190139084761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8896673190139084761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8896673190139084761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8896673190139084761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/team-rps-bbq-gathering-over-at-nicks.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBN_JNg1N9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/lJxFvtfiXCs/s72-c/DSC01408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8394896099617531462</id><published>2008-04-26T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:14.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193463763481999250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjxtg1N5I/AAAAAAAAAco/O3jk9ydASsk/s400/DSC01397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happy happy 5th Anniversary and it's just another day with extra ZESSES!!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was a simple affair at the famous Katong Laksa. I'm embarrass to say it's my 1st time there. Laksa's different the best part was it's air conditioned!! hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after that, my bf and I headed to the pet shop to find Puddles.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My 21st Birthday came 5 months earlier =*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's soooo cute and really shy. Pretentious la!!! hahaha... My little Puddles is a good girl, leaving out the peeing part. hahah.. My bf's complaining like mad. haha.. Yes still potty training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday saw us in Sentosa and we tried breaking the ice but she's bloody Diao!!! Irriating... only after a day, she's finally herself. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share the same hobby. We sleep like a PIG!!!!! she's sleeping now btw. Snuggling at a corner with her little boaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you baby.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was good at Trapizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the pictures will do the talking, Puddle needs me! =P&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Nick's house later!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjwdg1N1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/cWszVHaKTdU/s1600-h/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193463742007162706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjwdg1N1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/cWszVHaKTdU/s400/DSC01381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjw9g1N2I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/IR4FiEBXtMU/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193463750597097314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjw9g1N2I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/IR4FiEBXtMU/s400/DSC01385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjxNg1N3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/NXs9ispCd2c/s1600-h/DSC01386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193463754892064626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjxNg1N3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/NXs9ispCd2c/s400/DSC01386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjxtg1N4I/AAAAAAAAAcg/Ndbs50lbT4c/s1600-h/DSC01394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193463763481999234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjxtg1N4I/AAAAAAAAAcg/Ndbs50lbT4c/s400/DSC01394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLz3tg1N6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/DoVZjS539ME/s1600-h/DSC01400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193481458747258786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLz3tg1N6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/DoVZjS539ME/s400/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The usual pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLz4Ng1N7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/EZaUPmwf2KQ/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193481467337193394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLz4Ng1N7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/EZaUPmwf2KQ/s400/DSC01401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The normal Caesar salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLz4dg1N8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/fngXqxK69tY/s1600-h/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193481471632160706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLz4dg1N8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/fngXqxK69tY/s400/DSC01402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Italy Salad was all so good boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8394896099617531462?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8394896099617531462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8394896099617531462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8394896099617531462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8394896099617531462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-happy-happy-5th-anniversary-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBLjxtg1N5I/AAAAAAAAAco/O3jk9ydASsk/s72-c/DSC01397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-98483833464589955</id><published>2008-04-26T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:14.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A short post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY 5TH ANNIVERSARY BABY! THANKS A MILLION =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And presenting............ &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puddles!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nooooooooottttt Poodle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBIPnNg1N0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/9HxGGn_F8x4/s1600-h/DSC01394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193230486628284226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBIPnNg1N0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/9HxGGn_F8x4/s400/DSC01394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cute isn't she? =D Wearing my Giorgio Armani Shades from baby =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, more tmr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-98483833464589955?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/98483833464589955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=98483833464589955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/98483833464589955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/98483833464589955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/short-post-happy-5th-anniversary-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SBIPnNg1N0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/9HxGGn_F8x4/s72-c/DSC01394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-248248178705708270</id><published>2008-04-25T09:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:20:40.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a foul mood and the Bangalahs below my blk ought to die. Those brainless bosses of theirs are soooooooo selfish and STUPID! "7 early, 8 early" Drill drill drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slpt at 6am last night and I was woken up at 8+am! Such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was browsing through the web and I seriously think breeding is inhuman and it should be banned!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pup Mill, heard of it?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's cruel, evil and terrible. Google it, watch the videos. The dogs are really pitiful. If government don't do anything, I doubt we could. Sigh.... poor thing. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leave my room for the piano, I'd like to say... pup's name shall be Puddles. I wonder how will my bf think of this. Hees..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-248248178705708270?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/248248178705708270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=248248178705708270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/248248178705708270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/248248178705708270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-in-foul-mood-and-bangalahs-below-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-7769091682243512760</id><published>2008-04-24T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:35:52.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOD DAMN EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting this immediately after I got the good news from baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He told me if I like the possible snowby- the one in Katong, we shall bring her home!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING HAPPY OR WHAT!! HAHAHAHAHA.. DAMN IT! I DON'T THINK I CAN SLEEP TONIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tmr is the day I've been waiting for years!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!! I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;On the other note, what if I don't like any of them there? It'll be an extreme anti-climax! I wanna end my day now!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Camera- checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blood pressure- checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Responsibility- CHECKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time- Checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Motherly love- checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think I'm feeling nauseous now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm out! =DDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-7769091682243512760?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7769091682243512760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=7769091682243512760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7769091682243512760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7769091682243512760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/god-damn-excited-im-posting-this.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5282577408839995907</id><published>2008-04-24T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T16:01:02.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been lazing around at home, spending time with family and we might be going over to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangkok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It'll prolly on Vesak Day! Nothing beats having fun with my favourite people- the Lee family! Not confirmed though. We'll see on Sunday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much elated these days.. Ahh~ hees....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanna go over to Katong tmr! I was searching the web and I saw the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;possible 2mth old snowby&lt;/span&gt; and the best part, its &lt;strong&gt;$1000 neg&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!! hahaha.. Cheap or what?  We'll have to go down to take a look 1st. They left with only 3 female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was chatting with Jo online yesterday and I think I made her wanna have another puppy. haha.. I gave her ALLLLL the sites that sells pups in Singapore. Damn ON aye? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one at Lim Chu Kang- can wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5282577408839995907?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5282577408839995907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5282577408839995907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5282577408839995907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5282577408839995907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-lazing-around-at-home-spending.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-9212519785892940055</id><published>2008-04-23T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:32:08.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Counting down to 25th of April =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I've decided to stop teaching that China boy. He's getting on my nerves. Seriously, they are damn bloody cheapo. SO! I'll be totally free on the 25th too! Before he could even spoil my day, I get the ball rolling. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, What should I do tmr???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-9212519785892940055?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/9212519785892940055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=9212519785892940055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/9212519785892940055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/9212519785892940055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/counting-down-to-25th-of-april-and-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2073200044526366939</id><published>2008-04-21T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T01:57:17.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday was a LONG DAY! I managed to wake up for breakfast with my bf. hahaha.. This is the only day during this whole freaking month! I woke up at 8.45am which was a GREAT DEAL! HA!&lt;br /&gt;We met the others and went for the dive expo held at Suntec. Although I don't dive, I got myself a T-shirt. nehnehneh.. I never though of diving, NEVER! The algae are freaking me out! I'm all so frighten of the sea. During the visit at the expo, I went shopping after so after alone just to get my darling an ANNIVERSARY GIFT. Boy, I didn't know what to get! From Ralph Lauren to Timberland, to Raoul, and finally............. hahah.. Paris Miki. That cost a bomb but as long as he's happy, it's all worth it. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing was next, at CSC. It was better than I thought but SHIT! I can't grab that grey shit and swing over! Maybe instead of trying to reach that red wall, I should try........ hooking my heel to the foothole beside the grey foothole where my right hand was ya? maybe maybe... I wanna try again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was a simple affair and it was good. We had a whole load of shrimp dumplings and hor fun. AND, after dinner............ THE SEARCH GOES ON... for our little snowby. Hahaha. I can strongly sense that my bf's really excited to be a daddy soon! I love it when we are both talking about it the whole day long. =) I feel like we are becoming parents. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, bathed and laid flat in bed. My fingers are jellified. Strangely, my legs aren't feeling achy at all. Prolly the wrong technic. =) Supper later in the night and we talked about everything under the sun. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY WEEKEND WAS REALLY REALLY GOOD!!!!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this song playing's really sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2073200044526366939?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2073200044526366939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2073200044526366939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2073200044526366939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2073200044526366939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-was-long-day-i-managed-to-wake.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5015975644621747193</id><published>2008-04-20T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:53:41.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN SEARCH FOR SNOWBY =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy like siao today!! TOTALLY AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;We lunch-ed at Ikea with lotsa FOOOOODDDDD! PUNA nice!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on our way to the car, my tummy was giving me problems, and ya, I had the best shit ever today. hahaha. Right afterwhich, we drove down to the farm and there were SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO many pups! I've never seen sooo many all at once!!! That little Golden caught my eye but it's bloody expensive!!! What Australia and all. The ones at Vivo's much cheaper!&lt;br /&gt;So ya, in search for our cutest little darling, we came across this furball looking teddy poodle which "meows". It was SOO tiny =) awwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, we found the possible snowby! She looked soooo... I don't know how should I put it, she had that "Pls.. bring me home" look written on that cute little face! I was sooooooooo excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. we haven't got her home yet. SOOOOOOOON!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy!!!!! My bf's SOOOO happy too, he finally found the series he was looking for, "The Unit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tmr! Off to Suntec for the dive thingy going on then CLIMBING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel how happy and excited I am????????!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yes, Macdonald's breakfast meal =*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5015975644621747193?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5015975644621747193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5015975644621747193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5015975644621747193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5015975644621747193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-search-for-snowby-i-was-happy-like.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-570619988966141498</id><published>2008-04-19T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T00:34:59.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During the late boring night, when I'm sooo darn bored and I can't seem to put myself to sleep, I thought "Wooow, I should do some baking!". Then just when I start to flip my recipes, I realize, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERE ISN'T ANY BUTTER IN THE FRIDGE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; arghhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fabulous idea but shit happens! Damn!! Maybeeeeeeee, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*a light bulb suddenly appears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I should replace it with oil. =) I'll see to that but what do you know, I may not have enough oil at home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BORED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-570619988966141498?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/570619988966141498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=570619988966141498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/570619988966141498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/570619988966141498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/during-late-boring-night-when-im-sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5803236694867350221</id><published>2008-04-18T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:15.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had lunch with my bf this afternoon and we popped by a pet shop to ask more about snowby. Their conditions are rather ridiculous. Buy a dog without even having a chance to choose. Ehh.. It's not cheap you know. If you ask me to buy a 3 for $1 curry puff without having a chance to see or taste, I wouldn't mind. Don't like, throw away. Snowby's different, I wouldn't wanna throw her away AND I KNOW THE PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, my little darling brought me to Sun and Moon for dinner. He made sure I'd my tummy filled. =) Thank you baby!! I had my usual foie gras and beef rice with LOTS of other sides. I love love love the rice roll with Tuna and the Oysters. Yumyum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAeXj0DAfHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/2LfgvSzV_S0/s1600-h/sunandmoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190283737090260082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAeXj0DAfHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/2LfgvSzV_S0/s400/sunandmoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAeXkUDAfII/AAAAAAAAAbw/xMjHnePTJhc/s1600-h/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190283745680194690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAeXkUDAfII/AAAAAAAAAbw/xMjHnePTJhc/s400/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAeXlkDAfJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/EtpdCZJKPko/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190283767155031186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAeXlkDAfJI/AAAAAAAAAb4/EtpdCZJKPko/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the 25th of April. OUR 5th Anniversary!!!!!!!!!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;My head's spinning the thought of getting him gifts!!! Men, what is there nice to buy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright gotta hit the hay. Tutoring tmr! Argh.. that china boy. Sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5803236694867350221?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5803236694867350221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5803236694867350221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5803236694867350221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5803236694867350221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-had-lunch-with-my-bf-this-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAeXj0DAfHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/2LfgvSzV_S0/s72-c/sunandmoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-7747939852369106109</id><published>2008-04-15T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:34:01.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FULL FULL!!! Everything up my throat!&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to meet my bf who was really busy the pass few days. So to reward my hardworking little ant I treated him to  Carnivorous. Hahaha. But because American Express has a 10% discount, he used his card instead of mine. HAHAHAHA. Treat, tell me about it. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was ok but that literally bloody slab of beef was good! I love it when it's "soaked" in blood. I'm such a carnivore! ROAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my contact len slipped off my right eye and it lied arrogantly on the wooden floor. I'm so gonna screw my lens after I finish blogging this. That shit seriously needs some groundings! Ok, back to the point, the service was remarkable. I think they saw me looking for my lens and guess what?! They guide me to the nearest basin in the restaurant. So sweet. And without a mirror, that shit can't seem to sit in properly into the eye. That waiter was darn sweet to guide me. Hhahahha.. He went "hmmm left.. oh.. up up.. ya. it's in!" I'm gonna write an email to thank them. =) It's exaggerated! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera camera camera, poor cammie, all left alone in the dark and cold bag of mine. I'm so lazy to snap pictures of my day, unlike those days. And soon, this blog will be fill with nothing but WORDS, just like this entry. HOHOHO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-7747939852369106109?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7747939852369106109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=7747939852369106109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7747939852369106109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/7747939852369106109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/full-full-everything-up-my-throat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3989494327217407534</id><published>2008-04-14T16:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:15.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Happy for something and nothing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I've managed to push a Primary 2 tuition away. I'm so not in love with teaching. =) I'll stick with only one of my little girl because she's really sweet. And I've yet to kick the ass of my china student. Seriously, in fact he doesn't need an English teacher AND BOY, I'm lowly paid. He needs to get his ass to a language school instead. No English teachers would have to translate EVERY sentence in Mandarin. Anddddddddddd he doesn't even know the word "STUCK". I was cracking my brain to figure out how I should explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh.. have I complained about this before? Seems like it. hahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons, I don't have to teach today and I thought it was brilliant because my lovely bf's coming home. Not so great afterall. I hate the schedules, so packed and all. He'll be home LATE! ahdjshfskfjhdjvnwuiefn!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining right now, and I just got out of bed not too long ago. I'm waiting for my yummy order to arrive. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;I was at Vivo shopping! Lunched at Marche and I met Damian. Thanks for that awesome pork knuckles. =) Damn good! hahahah.. maybe because it's FREE. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping that day was well... ok.... I finally got my bikini which I've yet to buy last Thursday when I was vivo-ing with my bf. Hahaha. we.... QUARRELLED! =D Sounds funny now. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAMa60DAfFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/240G6g_fIaQ/s1600-h/marche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189020793366936658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAMa60DAfFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/240G6g_fIaQ/s400/marche.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a random day, my dad bought bbq crabs which were god damn good. I think the chilli was the booster. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAMbZ0DAfGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/6hbRKbg39Qg/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189021325942881378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAMbZ0DAfGI/AAAAAAAAAbg/6hbRKbg39Qg/s400/DSC01211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a news, my bf wouldn't be back home today. The system is screwed. I think I plan better. stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3989494327217407534?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3989494327217407534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3989494327217407534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3989494327217407534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3989494327217407534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-for-something-and-nothing-im.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/SAMa60DAfFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/240G6g_fIaQ/s72-c/marche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-796003551324668973</id><published>2008-04-13T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:21:40.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This happened like donkey years ago and I'm pretty surprised that the story still existed. Seriously, not a good manner. Like what? Bitchings about us passing around bullshit? Like we even care. Even if we do talk about it randomly, it's mainly facts. How can one cook up such stories with no rhyme or reason? We are not even talking about it and consciences are clear. Don't make us sound mean. Ask around for the facts, not just base on one story and we are not even interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh whatever! I can't believe that it's still going around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-796003551324668973?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/796003551324668973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=796003551324668973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/796003551324668973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/796003551324668973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-happened-like-donkey-years-ago-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4419589366184294289</id><published>2008-04-12T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T12:07:58.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Current Mood:- GOD DAMN IRRITATED&lt;br /&gt;- Sleeeeeeepy&lt;br /&gt;- Cranky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah liew, sometimes I'd like to strangle those who delibrately wakes me up from my sleep. Seriously, do you know how irritating it feels. Especially waking up again and again by different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st it was my student's mum who called to change the date and time AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my mum who woke me up to remind me that I'll be having tuition classes in awhile. After telling her what was going on, she asked me to have breakfast with her, which obviously I didn't because I was SOOOO TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;The last one was damn good, my dad woke me up, asking where his document was and continued reprimanding me just because I didn't transfer it over to ANOTHER computer and he needs to print it NOW. I thought I should just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm rushed to get myself ready because we are meeting aunty Helen to go shopping. And of all the time, Claud must end class at 12pm. Can't she end later?! Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4419589366184294289?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4419589366184294289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4419589366184294289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4419589366184294289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4419589366184294289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/current-mood-god-damn-irritated.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-683491374484029902</id><published>2008-04-10T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:16.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cravings for a little cheesy me?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!!!!!!! Maccaroni Cheese!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Super yummy!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JK4INBHI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QLW4dNl1J4o/s1600-h/kenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187312428270814322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JK4INBHI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QLW4dNl1J4o/s400/kenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Kenny Rogers for some kickass cheesy maccaroni!&lt;br /&gt;For once, it's better than what I cook. hahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Anddddd again, I bought a pair for shoe which I was looking for high and low. I remember wearing them when I was younger then. I've got many pairs of them. These days it's hard to find this design. TSK! It's HOT! hahaha.. It's from some Souless shop at Marina Square, Ergo-Lab. Shoes there are quite expensive though. Seems like the shoes are made to fit. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JLoINBJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Q3wQ9hyeAkc/s1600-h/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187312441155716242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JLoINBJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Q3wQ9hyeAkc/s400/DSC01204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JLoINBKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Q6wUOD882fY/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187312441155716258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JLoINBKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Q6wUOD882fY/s400/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JLYINBII/AAAAAAAAAbA/fKIqqzSTB-Q/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187312436860748930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JLYINBII/AAAAAAAAAbA/fKIqqzSTB-Q/s400/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf's on leave tmr! =) Yayness! AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-683491374484029902?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/683491374484029902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=683491374484029902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/683491374484029902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/683491374484029902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/cravings-for-little-cheesy-me-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_0JK4INBHI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QLW4dNl1J4o/s72-c/kenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2221136044219191421</id><published>2008-04-09T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:17.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187146457624699186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyOHSlYTI/AAAAAAAAAao/pkOOdhB4gW4/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyN3SlYQI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Or2Hnr-okpQ/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187146453329731842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyN3SlYQI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Or2Hnr-okpQ/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyOHSlYRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/DUTYEe226lc/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187146457624699154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyOHSlYRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/DUTYEe226lc/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like a baby............. =) My baby girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyOXSlYUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZL0QV6xrLuY/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187146461919666498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyOXSlYUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZL0QV6xrLuY/s400/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187146457624699170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyOHSlYSI/AAAAAAAAAag/inLWVYZAdkQ/s400/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah!!! I'm SOOOOO HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to choose the color, character and features already.&lt;br /&gt;I want big bones, big eyes, cream in color, a rounder smaller nose, not so active, quiet, tame and of course clever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!!! =) A BIG THANK YOU TOOOOOOO, MR BOYFRIEND!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2221136044219191421?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2221136044219191421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2221136044219191421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2221136044219191421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2221136044219191421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/like-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_xyOHSlYTI/AAAAAAAAAao/pkOOdhB4gW4/s72-c/4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-1285793497234789146</id><published>2008-04-08T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:19.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Overdue Pictures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to upload pictures into this mundane blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish head steamboat at Thomson. (Apparently we had promphet instead).&lt;br /&gt;And Desserts in Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv5nSlYGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ze2TDH5sQqE/s1600-h/sun1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792062693236834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv5nSlYGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ze2TDH5sQqE/s400/sun1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv53SlYHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mgddWSM4faE/s1600-h/sun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792066988204146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv53SlYHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mgddWSM4faE/s400/sun2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv53SlYII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/0Clul2syshI/s1600-h/sun3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792066988204162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv53SlYII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/0Clul2syshI/s400/sun3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Dog Cafe with Kim one fine day. We looked quite retarded in these pictures. Haha &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv6HSlYJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ss0tmsfiauU/s1600-h/WD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792071283171474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv6HSlYJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ss0tmsfiauU/s400/WD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnic last Sunday at ECP after Ching Meng. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv6HSlYKI/AAAAAAAAAZg/aI0_lsl7LCc/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792071283171490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv6HSlYKI/AAAAAAAAAZg/aI0_lsl7LCc/s400/temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiHSlYLI/AAAAAAAAAZo/SSxiSN93g7I/s1600-h/ecp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792758477938866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiHSlYLI/AAAAAAAAAZo/SSxiSN93g7I/s400/ecp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiHSlYMI/AAAAAAAAAZw/7AVzV5liAE8/s1600-h/ecp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792758477938882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiHSlYMI/AAAAAAAAAZw/7AVzV5liAE8/s400/ecp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiHSlYNI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/b0S0UV_lEfM/s1600-h/ecp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792758477938898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiHSlYNI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/b0S0UV_lEfM/s400/ecp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiXSlYOI/AAAAAAAAAaA/aV3ZTeffnZc/s1600-h/ecp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792762772906210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiXSlYOI/AAAAAAAAAaA/aV3ZTeffnZc/s400/ecp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;by far &lt;/strong&gt;the most ridiculous thing I've done when I'm SO DARN BORED alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. A picture of my future product. HAHAHA.. I only showed the rightside because I can't find an eye that suits the left. And of course credits to this little girl's hair and body. The rest are EDITTED! Looks quite ghostly. hahhaha. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiXSlYPI/AAAAAAAAAaI/MzbU1NnlaTE/s1600-h/her.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186792762772906226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_swiXSlYPI/AAAAAAAAAaI/MzbU1NnlaTE/s400/her.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-1285793497234789146?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1285793497234789146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=1285793497234789146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1285793497234789146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1285793497234789146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/overdue-pictures-its-time-to-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_sv5nSlYGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ze2TDH5sQqE/s72-c/sun1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-135127918158622053</id><published>2008-04-07T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:51:26.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recent news from dad. Saddens me to the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; MAX&lt;/span&gt; unless miracles do happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SNOWBY&lt;/span&gt; MIGHT NOT COME HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boohoo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASK MY DAD! =( I'm sooooo sad now and I wish my bf was here to make me feel better. I've been waiting for YEARS and I'm not lying! Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, will Snowby come home?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-135127918158622053?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/135127918158622053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=135127918158622053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/135127918158622053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/135127918158622053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/recent-news-from-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2330475464307806279</id><published>2008-04-06T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:19.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now at this point of time, I'm so tempted to just shut my blog. SOOOO lazy to write anything but as the mind speaks, my fingers are going against it. hahah. Ya right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's pretty much a race. Too much things to do, too little time. (most of my time is used doting my precious bed). =) I'm about family, boyfriend, shopping, eating and SLEEPING. I should start striking off the eating part because I doubt I can fit into my pants after a month if I carry on doing this. Maaaaaybeeeeeee.. it's the time of the month when the glutton is let loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had BBQ over at Gerald's last Saturday and I'm so proud of myself. I CAN CATCH A BALL! HAHAHA.. Ridiculous but YES I can play ball games. My girlfriends, you know the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, moving away from that topic, I'll soon get really sick of Shimbashi. Don't talk about the set meals. Omg, I'm done with it! haha. It's still one of my favourite restaurants but I doubt I'll be patronizing it for a while. It's toooo extreme when I can even memorize the entire menu. =) Lets just say, my boyfriend loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally booked a ticket to Taiwan in June. Sadly, not anytime earlier because my mum can only make it during that month because of the "peak" period (all the auditing, finances, reports and shit). To think that I'll be doing that in years to come too! Awesome!! Seriously, in a good way. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was dragged to the temple for Ching Meng. The weather was warm, the smoke from the joss sticks are causing my eyes to tear. Argh.. I never like this day. After praying, we organised a picnic at ECP. Rollerblading's fun! Everytime I blade, I'd wish I could blade everyday. I need to lose some weight! The cheena baby was really funny when we taught her the porn star poses. hahhahahahha.. You really need to see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_j5iXSlYFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/tAUHM4z7f70/s1600-h/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186169339679957074" style="display: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_j5iXSlYFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/tAUHM4z7f70/s400/DSC01146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my Fat for dinner and I think she's really pretty now. Hahaha. Thank you for dinner once again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mr Lee already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2330475464307806279?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2330475464307806279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2330475464307806279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2330475464307806279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2330475464307806279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/now-at-this-point-of-time-im-so-tempted.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R_j5iXSlYFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/tAUHM4z7f70/s72-c/DSC01146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3592416021526540504</id><published>2008-04-02T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:58:23.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's totally AWESOME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It started with a little catching up with my fatty over coffee at 1am in the morning. Thank you darling for accompanying me =) I love your gossips to bits and I know all of mine are outdated. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the afternoon, got myself ready and headed down SIM. My bf gave me a surprise, he gave me a lift. Awwwww... Handed over my ugly looking transcript and we drove down to Vivo to get him a TOTALLY AMAZING PRINTER. Ok, maybe I'm suaku la but that thing can even directly print pictures on a CD, with the basic things like scanning, blah blah blah.. That's the shit! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch over at White Dog, strolled around and I was so tempted to get that black tube dress from Armani Exchange. What stopped me was that my wardrobe has way too many black clothings. Oh well, in exchange, I went over to River Island and I saw this pretty little thing. And Mango for a pair of shorts. Oh ya!! I was trying on the pair of shoes in River Island but I was soooo surprised! The shoes are priced at $100++ BUT the quality as really bad. For good shoes, apart from the comfort, how can it possibly be hollow???? Only the ones in the markets are! I swear I'll never get a pair from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I got my hair permed. I'm still waiting for it to 'settle down'. Hahaha.. It's way too curly now. In a mth's time!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3592416021526540504?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3592416021526540504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3592416021526540504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3592416021526540504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3592416021526540504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/04/todays-totally-awesome-it-started-with.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4473499044977109796</id><published>2008-03-31T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:21.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back with tonnes of pictures and stories to tell.....&lt;br /&gt;Leaving out the days at Sentosa, I've yet to receive the pictures. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last week of work was rather fine other than to have somebody stepping on your nerves. This girl named Eliza whom we always think that she's really fake. Everything she said were model replies and answers from the TEN YEAR SERIES! She'll go, "Not to worry, tomorrow will be a better day ( with 2 thumbs up)!" Times when you just needed a listening ear. Haha. That's from Erin, my colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my case, well, on one very day, we had to take this stupid test known as COD2 when I just casually asked if it would be easier if she'd start from the top. KNN! She just slapped me back with "in that case, you will need to retest your COD1 because you can't handle COD2." Seriously, what the fuck?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la! Just let me be a bitch of once la huh. So what if I fail or pass the god damn test?! I don't need this job AND even if I'm in for this shit without passing anything, I bet I earn more than her. Argh!!!! I don't like her. As for Teri, the entire team doesn't like her too because she feels that handling the leads gives her the authority to scold us vulgarities. That generation of people are really weirdos. Either they are too engrossed with A.R.T or that 5 steps are the only way to start a conversation. CRAZY you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about something better, I love love love my team RP and that includes Nicole, Erin and Caron. They are the nicest people ever! We'd love about EVERYTHING under the sun! We need to keep in touch! By the way, Evelyn just told me something scary about last Friday. I'm soooo embarrassed!!!! I didn't remember a single bit!!!! She said we did something a little more than just a kiss. Ooook, for that I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to continue, I decided to quit the job last Wednesday after graduation when I thought,  CSI were killing everybody slowly. I talked to Gerald and before I could ask anything, he started to A.R.T me. TOLD YOU! Some people there are weird. He even wanted to talk to my parents! Siao!! And yes, I QUIT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hello life, Hazel's saying HI!!!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation as rather boring that day but Shuan and I took a hell load of pictures and my mum treated me to Kuishimbo for dinner =) Thanks mum!!! Nothing much to say about the day but my pictures speak a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VCXSlX-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/VCjhpb-nEH4/s1600-h/grad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VCXSlX-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/VCjhpb-nEH4/s400/grad1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183595932715147234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VC3SlX_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/s3D0NZblpHs/s1600-h/grad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VC3SlX_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/s3D0NZblpHs/s400/grad2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183595941305081842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VDHSlYAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/V0GAParBO9Q/s1600-h/grad3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VDHSlYAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/V0GAParBO9Q/s400/grad3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183595945600049154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VEHSlYBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/s0_zZ_ZHouw/s1600-h/grad4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VEHSlYBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/s0_zZ_ZHouw/s400/grad4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183595962779918354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VEHSlYCI/AAAAAAAAAYg/ZB1q13bUvbc/s1600-h/grad5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VEHSlYCI/AAAAAAAAAYg/ZB1q13bUvbc/s400/grad5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183595962779918370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VlXSlYDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/2R_N0_1o5vo/s1600-h/grad6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VlXSlYDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/2R_N0_1o5vo/s400/grad6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183596534010568754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_Vm3SlYEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/5EgpPLIs36g/s1600-h/grad7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_Vm3SlYEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/5EgpPLIs36g/s400/grad7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183596559780372546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the last day at work and it was also a day we organised to party out ass off after so long! St Jame that was! I was sooooooooooooooo happy and I think I was drunk! oook, I WAS DRUNK! I puked in the car and I did things I couldn't remember doing. More this Friday ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;My hot mamas were dancing like there's no tmr! Sexy as ever and the papas were dancing the bear dance and nick dance. Hahahaha.. damn funny. Nick was so drunk and you'll know what I meant after looking at the pictures we took. Zac too! I wonder who unbuttoned his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_T9XSlX6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/XJwHuc5Gejc/s1600-h/fri1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_T9XSlX6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/XJwHuc5Gejc/s400/fri1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183594747304173474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_T-HSlX7I/AAAAAAAAAXo/_kQUbpqjzcA/s1600-h/fri2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_T-HSlX7I/AAAAAAAAAXo/_kQUbpqjzcA/s400/fri2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183594760189075378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_T-XSlX8I/AAAAAAAAAXw/pW5LcEFYBY8/s1600-h/fri3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_T-XSlX8I/AAAAAAAAAXw/pW5LcEFYBY8/s400/fri3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183594764484042690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_T-nSlX9I/AAAAAAAAAX4/xggiUOhi6sg/s1600-h/fri4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_T-nSlX9I/AAAAAAAAAX4/xggiUOhi6sg/s400/fri4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183594768779010002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new job, A TUTOR! hahaa.. call me Miss Tan. Saturday supposed to be my 1st lesson but that parent forgot the timing and I've to change it to another day. Well, better that way, I had a hang over. I thought I was floating all the way home. Haha. My sexy bf treated me to Shimbashi for dinner and afterwhich I went over to Banana Republic. The clothings there were terrible. So dissapointing actually. We went bowling with my family and rushed back home for the variety show! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I had to drag my ass off bed to clean the house and prepare myself to head down town to purchase the tickets to Taiwan but we didn't manage to do that today because everything was closed at 6pm before we could even decide. Booo! Desserts were superb though.. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a simple dinner at Thomson which was something I had craved for for sometime. =))) So yes, this sums up my week and starting from tmr, things will be great!!!! (Pictures for today will be uploaded tmr =))&lt;br /&gt;And Damn suay, I can't upload pictures because blogger has some errors! Damn it! ALL TMR THEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4473499044977109796?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4473499044977109796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4473499044977109796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4473499044977109796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4473499044977109796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-with-tonnes-of-pictures-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-_VCXSlX-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/VCjhpb-nEH4/s72-c/grad1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8757252672972618196</id><published>2008-03-30T02:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:22.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just sooooo lazy to start blogging again. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune for updates about my little getaway, work, graduation, FOOD, quit the job, a visit to my 2nd home, st James with the lovely team of hot mamas and papas (Team RP), my new job, my plans to go over to Taiwan (booking it TOMORROW), and lastly, days with and without my bf. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been really good!!!!! Life's back where it supposed to be! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183233725238173570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-6LnHSlX4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZEL-WE93ZQs/s400/DSC00988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise, next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s People pls nudge me for the pictures we took on Friday night. OMG, it's the only trace we left telling us what happened or how funny we looked and acted. CLASSIC! Nick especially. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8757252672972618196?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8757252672972618196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8757252672972618196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8757252672972618196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8757252672972618196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-just-sooooo-lazy-to-start-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-6LnHSlX4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZEL-WE93ZQs/s72-c/DSC00988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3989817906048659931</id><published>2008-03-25T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:46:52.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love love love the 25th of every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY MONTHSARY BABY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........and next month would be our 5th Anniversary. Sometimes I just lost count. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for showering me with ample love and holding up to my umpteen nonsenses I could even come up with. The years have been great and "great" might be too low a word to describe it though. =) I thank you for coughing all your time just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember the times when we couldn't stop farting onto one another's hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember the times when we couldn't stop irritating the shit out of one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember the times when you went an extra mile to put a smile on my face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember the times when we couldn't stop crying just because we love one another too much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember the times when we quarrel, this way, we'll always remember this was what brought as a step closer to one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember the times when we couldn't stop laughing until we almost died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember the times when we missed one another so damn much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember the times when you had no choice but to leave the country for mths,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll always remember the times when I had to wait for your call.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LASTLY, I'll always remember how much we love one another and this is real. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In years to come, even when you will be alone in Australia for a yr or so, just remember I'll still be loving you wherever you will be. PLS remember to BRING ME OVER upon completing my Uni!!! hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always remember you are the only one for me =)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*SMOOCHIES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3989817906048659931?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3989817906048659931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3989817906048659931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3989817906048659931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3989817906048659931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-love-love-25th-of-every-month.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8838808991781465674</id><published>2008-03-22T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:23.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TGIF!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;And Happy Easter day!!! Have you had your Easter eggs? I've got mine! And yups, in my tummy! Hahaha.. It's another baby shower celebration today at Pungol Field. Guess what?! The entire team was there la!!!!! Yvette spotted me at the corridor disturbing my cousin. Damn! I thought I should be at Sentosa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gerlynn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, this cute little baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180243972733624162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-PscnSlX2I/AAAAAAAAAXE/m_0yAZHM3-0/s400/DSC00799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180244251906498418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-Pss3SlX3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/GAhuGtNG1FQ/s400/DSC00798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE I DIDN'T LIE!!! In less than 9 hours to go! Exactly overseas! Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the baby shower, I met Mr TAN KIM MOH! Well... he's married to me today. =) Took our dinner at Kenny Roger's and their Macaroni cheese NEVER fails me. Superb! I thought their coleslaw was good too. Don't ask me about the pictures. My mum demanded me to leave the camera behind because she wants to use it at night but DAMN! Never took a single one. Booo.. Heng my bf has another camera. So it's with him la =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then made our way to Carrefour to do some marketing for tmr. I kapoh-ed the last Moet &amp;amp; Chandon in the cellar!!!! The last bottle!!!!!!!! It's better than striking lottery I tell you. Haha. Imagine that I'm actually looking high and low for that holy bottle and I FOUND IT! This bottle better be good. I'm quite suprised that it's place in this rather awesome cellar apart from the chapalang bottles ANDDDDD it's tagged with this eletronic device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the next post would be a juicy one. GOOD NIGHT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180243942668853042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-Psa3SlXzI/AAAAAAAAAWs/YjXzdzGOOyI/s400/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180243955553754946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-PsbnSlX0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/SE667OQKwsg/s400/DSC00796.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (I'm just cam-whoring =D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8838808991781465674?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8838808991781465674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8838808991781465674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8838808991781465674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8838808991781465674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/03/tgif-and-happy-easter-day-have-you-had.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R-PscnSlX2I/AAAAAAAAAXE/m_0yAZHM3-0/s72-c/DSC00799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5417894001924822517</id><published>2008-03-18T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:24.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! My blog is not dead. I'm just really really busy. Sadly, I can't seem to find anytime for shopping and time to spend with my friends. Damn sad okkkkk... Suddenly, every thing seems like a cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me do some blogging =)&lt;br /&gt;I had to go back to school last Thursday to buy the stupid attire for graduation. Puna Ugly. Anyways, Had lunch with Shuan and went over to her place to pay a visit. Baby Jae's so cute!!! stayed awhile and FINALLY I got a chance to meet my friends for dinner. We had yummy yummy steamboat buffet at Novena which is also so cheap! I wanna go there again soon =) Somebody DATE ME! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sUtxpkVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fo29-nftW9E/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178977199640383826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sUtxpkVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fo29-nftW9E/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the same old shit. And Saturday was time spent with my bf shopping &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in Vivo&lt;/span&gt; city. I bought myself 2 dresses which is so pretty and so expensive. That cost a bomb! Days are short since I started working. =( Booo! I'm gonna quit soooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sVNxpkWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-3YKRvJN5LQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178977208230318434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sVNxpkWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-3YKRvJN5LQ/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I got into an accident last week. So bloody suay! I was at the traffic junction when I've already stopped for god knows how long. It's a red light by the way. Out of a sudden I heard a thud. I told myself "Sui loh! what am I suppose to do?" It was raining cats and dogs!!! I was scared and I remembered, I did tremble. hahaha.. I don't even have to strength to take a picture using my cellphone! haha. He was quite nice though, he did everything nicely for me and he was willing to pay for my damages. Oh well, too bad he's married. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company also had a seminar at Mechant Court few days ago. It was fun fun fun, unlike the normally dreadful, sleepy ones. =) Chris Niarchos is handsome! Grace was there and so do you agree with me??? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sVdxpkYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OsPsdbSRk6E/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178977212525285762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sVdxpkYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/OsPsdbSRk6E/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the seminar, we celebrated Wei Xiang's bday too! Happy Belated Birthday Brother Bear! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sVNxpkXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/jUfIlo2deR0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178977208230318450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sVNxpkXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/jUfIlo2deR0/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just last Friday, I went over to Shuan's house again, because I didn't wanna eat alone.... We had Pizza and now, I mean nowwwww, I'm also eating pizza my dad ordered. You know, on a rainy day, I'd just like to laze around at home doing nth! =) Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sVdxpkZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/VZrNmPbyw8A/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178977212525285778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sVdxpkZI/AAAAAAAAAWk/VZrNmPbyw8A/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I can't wait for my long weekends!!!!!! My father doesn't believe I'm having a chalet this Saturday. Hahahhhahah.. How strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5417894001924822517?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5417894001924822517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5417894001924822517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5417894001924822517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5417894001924822517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-my-blog-is-not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R99sUtxpkVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fo29-nftW9E/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-1167296637976755569</id><published>2008-03-06T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:25.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because I'm free right now, there's no need to wait for 4 weeks for this post. =) I just came back from work not to long ago and I think it's seriously not a bad job, lets leave out the number of hours spent at work la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met lotsa people and still sticking on the my friends dearly for old time sake! They are just a bunch of really cool yellow bananas. THEY MAKE ME GO BANANAS! Hell lots of fun when we try to beat one another in terms of daily sales and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company is fun in a way where everybody will come to work and know everybody. It's like school, only better! I finally ace in something. I can't wait to tell my bf the good news again!!!! Oh baby, 3 days in a roll out at field!!! High Roller!!!!!!! Yes, bf's sailing yet again. Both busy working for moooolahs. My parents are eyeing on my money already but.. hahaha.. little did they know my secret. Shan't say it here. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me recap, on the 22nd of Feb, we were at St James partying with the usual people. It was hell loads of fun but the fun just died off when I heard the bitching. Don't wanna talk about it la. Just about stupid people feeling so damn insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are the pictures... And yes we also had a hell loads of drinks! 3 canons, Champagnes and many more. Cant exactly remember though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87PtW7p5SI/AAAAAAAAAVU/34RsaNvV6vw/s1600-h/collage+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174301400052131106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87PtW7p5SI/AAAAAAAAAVU/34RsaNvV6vw/s400/collage+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87Pw27p5TI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5X7Us8aVgOQ/s1600-h/collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174301460181673266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87Pw27p5TI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5X7Us8aVgOQ/s400/collage+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87PyG7p5UI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AcSt9LigI0Q/s1600-h/collage+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174301481656509762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87PyG7p5UI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AcSt9LigI0Q/s400/collage+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87PyW7p5VI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XXk_ntYVcWk/s1600-h/collage+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174301485951477074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87PyW7p5VI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XXk_ntYVcWk/s400/collage+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, I'm working in a really fun company where they'd organise a trip to Pulau Ubin. I was darn happy because I wanted to go there since FOREVER! As all my friends would know, I'm usually not allowed to. My team was really smart during the game where we had to walk from place to place. We charted a BUS!!!! hahahaha... Damn it! Other team copied us along the way. Boooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures we took too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87QJ27p5WI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pLdc_bKcqsU/s1600-h/pb+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174301889678402914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87QJ27p5WI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pLdc_bKcqsU/s400/pb+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87QKW7p5XI/AAAAAAAAAV8/9hHVE8QaYSk/s1600-h/pb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174301898268337522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87QKW7p5XI/AAAAAAAAAV8/9hHVE8QaYSk/s400/pb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many happy little things happened recently. I got a job and my bf rewarded me with dinner at one of my favourite restaurants, Shimbashi and bought me a pair of new shoes just to prepare me for work. In the end I'd no chance to wear it. But not to worry, I'll wear it to shop sometime later, after my lump sum of pay coming along. I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I'd to buy another pair of shoes because I need one without heels. Seriously, this pair of flats would be the prettiest shoe ever! It's with a huge BLING BLING in front. Blings sounds bad but wait till you seeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! I'm wearing that everyday and it might be one of my lucky stars =) And lucky stars includes and Pretty Dunhill watch, my make up and my curry pok hair!!! hahahahah. Crap, I know. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working never seems to end till I've got no time to eat. Guess what?! I thank god for giving me such a good bf who'd go a mile to make sure I'm well fed. =) Thanks for my musli bars. It has became my most favourite food! *SMILES* =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many beautiful moments which I can't possibly finish writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lastly, KNN I kanna a summon today! The stupid fong fei fei ought to die. Seriously, it's a hassle to put SOOOO damn many coupons and come back in time right?? Just put the stupid ERP thingy la! Damn it! Luckily I got bonus from yesterday and today. Dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes yes yes... Thank you Nick and YP for the slippers you bought from Thailand. Thanks a million, zillion and all. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-1167296637976755569?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1167296637976755569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=1167296637976755569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1167296637976755569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1167296637976755569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/03/because-im-free-right-now-theres-no.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R87PtW7p5SI/AAAAAAAAAVU/34RsaNvV6vw/s72-c/collage+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4501278240729891248</id><published>2008-03-01T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:49:43.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello guysssssssssss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing for quite awhile because I'm SO DAMN busy. I'll be back 4 weeks later to blog about everything. In the mean time, just miss me. AHAHahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4501278240729891248?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4501278240729891248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4501278240729891248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4501278240729891248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4501278240729891248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-guysssssssssss-ive-been-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-9155766211324063097</id><published>2008-02-24T01:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T02:51:23.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seem to be gasping for air recently. So many things have been going on, from mine to his and to ours. Whenever a problem arises, I can't help to believe that it's my fault. Prolly things happened because of me indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people whom I think as, well, call them friends, aren't friends. To even thought that they'd say some mean things. They might perchance, met their greatest fear named &lt;strong&gt;jealously&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt;, other friends are treating us better than him and fearing that he might be on the verge of losing his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two&lt;/strong&gt;, we are better than him, in terms of my bf's position at work and also perhaps having a better looking gf than he does, me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Haha. eh.. I'm not pretty but seriously better off than her. Okk.. just laugh. wahahah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three&lt;/strong&gt;, I haven't thought of it YET. Oh, Just thought of it a sec ago. HE HAS GOT NO LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously what the hell is his&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROBLAMO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, as I said, my life has been cloudy. Finding a suitable job and my studies. Oh yes, I've found one which I'm not really fond of but what to do? I don't have a choice. The money is GOOD andddd the name sounds good too. Haha. Don't play play ok.. uhm hmm.. *pulling up my tie proudly* &lt;strong&gt;Sales and Marketing Executive&lt;/strong&gt; now. wahahhaha. Oh well, for awhile before I get sick of it. For now, before I get my cert, studies, step aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bf's having a tough life now, adpating to the change of his working environment and all. And things that happened during the night. Not that it's new or something but everytime it happened, seriously, it's affecting. It's the aftermath whenever he said his piece. I don't even know what to do. But of course I overheard the conversation and to know that she's still unaware of the consequences. Perhaps I'm not in the right position to judge anything pertaining to this matter. I'm sick of it least talking about my bf who had been through this for god know how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said my piece. I'm starting work on Monday and we'll see how it goes. And bye bye to my most &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cherished Saturdays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =( Love love to Saturdays man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I saw this from my neighbour's blog. Bloody funny. Just watch. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mFSlfZ4O7uI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mFSlfZ4O7uI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-9155766211324063097?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/9155766211324063097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=9155766211324063097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/9155766211324063097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/9155766211324063097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-seem-to-be-gasping-for-air-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2656706069526048265</id><published>2008-02-21T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:26.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was rather warm but life's sometimes kind. We found ourselves a cosy little spot to settle down. The breeze really made things seemed calm. The smell of pizza made us hungry too. YES, I said pizza. We were right beside Trapizza but we skipped that this time, my cousy Candice and friends made way tooo much food. They said it was for 60 people. Haha.. They were darn funny especially Yani. =)  We were at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R70b3NLsLPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/2BjStvzlWyM/s1600-h/sentosa+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169318582536645874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R70b3NLsLPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/2BjStvzlWyM/s400/sentosa+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R70b39LsLQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7Tf1gY0Fuqk/s1600-h/sentosa+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169318595421547778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R70b39LsLQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7Tf1gY0Fuqk/s400/sentosa+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for them, Shuan and I parked our butts at the beach, the cosy spot. She told me so many stories and that got me stucked with Discovery Channel the entire night. Shit! Ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since we baked ourselves in the sun. I love times like this. Oh then we realized, OUR RESULTS WERE OUT YESTERDAY! Hurray!!!! I've graduated! And I'll be attending the ceremony on the 26 of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After baking ourselves for some time, we found ourselves in our private Jacuzzi at Siloso Beach Resort. Sweet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R70b4dLsLRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qta8HpGxMkk/s1600-h/sentosa+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169318604011482386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R70b4dLsLRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qta8HpGxMkk/s400/sentosa+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and I will be checking in next mth AGAIN! I can't wait. For now, I've to fill my tummy. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2656706069526048265?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2656706069526048265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2656706069526048265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2656706069526048265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2656706069526048265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-was-rather-warm-but-lifes-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R70b3NLsLPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/2BjStvzlWyM/s72-c/sentosa+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-2125043031165261821</id><published>2008-02-19T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T16:51:20.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Diary &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling extremely vexed about my educational path. Please tell me where I should study. SAA for an ACCA cert OR just a degree in Accountancy. Considering that my GPA sucks and I'm not that smart either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays have been terrible because I've got nothing better to do then to get so upset about all these arrangements which would be affecting my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of these and I'm going to take a nap yet AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours&lt;br /&gt;Hazel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-2125043031165261821?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2125043031165261821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=2125043031165261821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2125043031165261821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/2125043031165261821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-diary-im-feeling-extremely-vexed.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-115859332217460509</id><published>2008-02-19T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:27.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAINLsLKI/AAAAAAAAAUU/thvxwXLe_yU/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168373294594534562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAINLsLKI/AAAAAAAAAUU/thvxwXLe_yU/s400/Picture1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAIdLsLLI/AAAAAAAAAUc/HL3HaHtx4xw/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168373298889501874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAIdLsLLI/AAAAAAAAAUc/HL3HaHtx4xw/s400/Picture2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAItLsLMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/DHnEG3Mw740/s1600-h/Picture3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168373303184469186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAItLsLMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/DHnEG3Mw740/s400/Picture3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAI9LsLNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vL19DM_lWr8/s1600-h/Picture4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168373307479436498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAI9LsLNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/vL19DM_lWr8/s400/Picture4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAJdLsLOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/dKI_mGM_7wY/s1600-h/Picture5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168373316069371106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAJdLsLOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/dKI_mGM_7wY/s400/Picture5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting excited with our little stayover coming along. Oh my sweet darling, it's gonna be Trapizza, the sun, the sand and the sea. Lets pray it doesn't rain this year =)Oh even if it were to rain there's always &lt;strong&gt;DISCOVERY CHANNEL&lt;/strong&gt;. I can never get over it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we'll also be able to find a quiet spot by the beach, gazing stars. And prolly see shooting stars =) You can count on my démodé blue mat. Lets bring &lt;strong&gt;Moët &amp;amp; Chandon&lt;/strong&gt; (love at 1st sight, totally), strawberries and cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll probably have a series of plans. This time I'd wanna plan, may I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering that the clock has past midnight, its a Tuesday. I need a job!! I'm so bored at home. Pray for Friday!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-115859332217460509?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/115859332217460509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=115859332217460509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/115859332217460509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/115859332217460509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-getting-excited-with-our-little.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7nAINLsLKI/AAAAAAAAAUU/thvxwXLe_yU/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-6022220710326110662</id><published>2008-02-18T00:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:30.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My wallet's FINALLY arrived. Not so fantastic afterall. It's overpriced for once. So dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7hxUdLsLJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nqkeA18gWVQ/s1600-h/wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168005168652627090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7hxUdLsLJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nqkeA18gWVQ/s400/wallet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was practically staying in during the day and to Chris's house in the night. Well before that, like many Singaporeans, my bf and I went over to T3 just to take a peek! There were many retail outlets and I was a tad excited seriously. Haha! Lotsa Restaurants and they even had a better looking Popeye there, I meant, the restaurant looked more appealing there la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7htP9LsLCI/AAAAAAAAATU/qI7rUK_2xuQ/s1600-h/t3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168000693296704546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7htP9LsLCI/AAAAAAAAATU/qI7rUK_2xuQ/s400/t3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, While walking down the stairs, I almost break my legs. Holy SHIT, I fell down. I think I got it strained or something. OR am I putting on weight and that my feet couldn't even handle anymore??? So embarrassing!! Hahaha.. Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we strolled a little and went down Chris's house. Bloody hell, we lost $150 that night. I thought I literally had an incision up my throat without anaesthetic. Thattt baddd. Haha. It's all good now after a fantabulous day with my bf, again, at our very own Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to share my Sunday's breakfast, Dim sum with an extra zess. Singapore's best egg tart. Totally yummy. Some joy there. Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168002114930879554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7huitLsLEI/AAAAAAAAATk/-HZnVxB7VnE/s400/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to join in the fun at the Flower Exhibit, QUEUEING! Hahah.. Not that bad la.. I was joking. Strolling can be fun at times and we even wanted to rent a bicyle to cycle. Obviously we didn't. =) I love walking at the beach when the sun isn't that scorching too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7htQdLsLDI/AAAAAAAAATc/v_hOO9rAEDc/s1600-h/flower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168000701886639154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7htQdLsLDI/AAAAAAAAATc/v_hOO9rAEDc/s400/flower1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168002127815781458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7hujdLsLFI/AAAAAAAAATs/g7VhZdXP2FU/s400/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168002153585585250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7huk9LsLGI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-B1RWJhsrkE/s400/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had our fair share of teasing each other and it has already been our daily affair. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was good at Trapizza. Pizza was way too yummy not fogetting it's a HUGE PORTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7hwhdLsLHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Pbp50XY10r4/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168004292479298674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7hwhdLsLHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Pbp50XY10r4/s400/DSC00563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7hwiNLsLII/AAAAAAAAAUE/G2RBbo_oI6E/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168004305364200578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7hwiNLsLII/AAAAAAAAAUE/G2RBbo_oI6E/s400/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look!!! My bf even got SOOOO TOUCHED after a bite. Haha. Joking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was touched by his gesture =) Indeed sweet. Immediately after my quick shower, he volunteered to massage my foot with some cream and even bought me Salompas. TOUCHED BY AN ANGEL, totally. =) After these years, I guess I finally agree that I've found the one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-6022220710326110662?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6022220710326110662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=6022220710326110662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/6022220710326110662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/6022220710326110662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-wallets-finally-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7hxUdLsLJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nqkeA18gWVQ/s72-c/wallet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4422802724890843681</id><published>2008-02-16T02:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:31.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is just for my best friend who is bugging me to share my night with her. =)&lt;br /&gt;It'll be short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My sweet Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Thank you my baby for the dinner which turned out brilliant. We dined at Shangri La- the line. Valentine fell on the right day, I'd say. It was Marine Harvest. Lobsters, Crabs, Oysters, Vongole, Sashimi, Pasta, etc etc etc... Just too many to mention. Oh and we had Champagne too. We had a little box that allowed us to take away some cindies. The heart shaped one was super yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was a short night, it was full of love and company.&lt;br /&gt;Allow the pictures to speak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYa9LsK9I/AAAAAAAAASs/pGkSTZJN94o/s1600-h/valentines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167274105089305554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYa9LsK9I/AAAAAAAAASs/pGkSTZJN94o/s400/valentines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYbNLsK-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/OmNFj1y-7H0/s1600-h/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167274109384272866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYbNLsK-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/OmNFj1y-7H0/s400/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYbtLsK_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/5_uMiaSQD5g/s1600-h/eating+hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167274117974207474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYbtLsK_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/5_uMiaSQD5g/s400/eating+hearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYbtLsLAI/AAAAAAAAATE/JPaeTdnoDvM/s1600-h/end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167274117974207490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYbtLsLAI/AAAAAAAAATE/JPaeTdnoDvM/s400/end.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught the Ah Long movie tonight. Nice but not as good as compared with the other Jack Neo's productions.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, my wallet still have not arrive. Sigh.. I'm getting impatient. Hopefully tmr! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.. one more. My little gift for my darling. Take a closer look at the choc. CHEEKY!!! All so cute. Hees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7Xa6tLsLBI/AAAAAAAAATM/hrKnEcXkiEU/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7Xa6tLsLBI/AAAAAAAAATM/hrKnEcXkiEU/s400/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167276849573407762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4422802724890843681?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4422802724890843681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4422802724890843681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4422802724890843681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4422802724890843681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-post-is-just-for-my-best-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7XYa9LsK9I/AAAAAAAAASs/pGkSTZJN94o/s72-c/valentines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3208425603739245132</id><published>2008-02-13T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:31.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy time does fly! It's been 2 weeks since I've graduated, sort of. My dad's been bugging me to look for a job rather than to waste my time sleeping. Sometimes, I'm impressed with my ability when it comes to looking for A JOB. Within 5mins, walah! It comes knocking on my door. So, if everything goes well, I'll start work on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as EVERYONE knows, tomorrow's Valentines day. Seriously, I don't know what's up my bf's sleeve other than a good dinner at Shangri La. IT'S A THURSDAY!!! Marina Harvest!! The only day where literally everything's seafood. Even the stupid breadstick has squid ink ok. Haha.. Don't remind me of the desserts..... Awwwww... I'm already fastening my seat belts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Finally, my bloody wallet will be arriving on Friday and I don't even know how it looks like. Stupidddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shopping on Monday with my mum and aunt, and again, I bought myself a dress. Seriously speaking, I don't know if it's really that nice. Perhaps, I just need to get something SINCE everybody's buying something! haha.. temptation! Ya, put me in temptation island and you'll see me hooking up some other people in split seconds too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Tea at Royal Park Hotel which was quite good. Chatted ALOT and I laughed as if I was at home. The stories auntie Helen told was hilarious!!!!!!!! Hhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then to digest our little tummies, we went shopping over at DFS and auntie Helen finally bought a bag from LV. Practically EVERYTHING was out of stock. Damn irritated. Why always like that huh?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7L3OtLsK7I/AAAAAAAAASc/55avfSLzMrs/s1600-h/tea+on+monday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7L3OtLsK7I/AAAAAAAAASc/55avfSLzMrs/s400/tea+on+monday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166463554566237106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7L3PNLsK8I/AAAAAAAAASk/0a7LAotPZgk/s1600-h/tea+on+monday+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7L3PNLsK8I/AAAAAAAAASk/0a7LAotPZgk/s400/tea+on+monday+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166463563156171714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, till then. I need to hit the hay! LONG day tomorrow. =*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3208425603739245132?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3208425603739245132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3208425603739245132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3208425603739245132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3208425603739245132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/boy-time-does-fly-its-been-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R7L3OtLsK7I/AAAAAAAAASc/55avfSLzMrs/s72-c/tea+on+monday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8167156597263293201</id><published>2008-02-11T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:33.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2008</title><content type='html'>OMG!! My days were piled up with endless visitings and activities. Happy Lunar New Year to all =)&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or has the mood really gone down? CNY seems to get more and more quiet don't you think? Anyways, it's a season to enjoy catching ups with the entire family and I'm still counting the relatives I HAVE YET to visit. Haha! Oh ya, not forgetting the GOODIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reunion Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always loved steamboats during the reunion dinner every year yet it has been different last year and this year. =( Boohoo. I haven't even have the chance to see the pot itself! Damn sad I tell you! Nevertheless, THE FOOD DIDN'T FAIL ME! Oh, one of my cousin was really a pig. Damn greedy as usual. Despite knowing that the rest of the people have not reached, she practically finished almost half the plate of abalone HERSELF. OMG!!! Not a small plate, IT'S A BIG BIG PLATE! Seriously, it's BLOODY MALU. Save some for others la!!!! I think she filled her tummy with only abalones for dinner. That's really siao. Spot her from the pictures, not that difficult, the one with the tummy. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I must have steamboat on FRIDAY!!! Craving for it already! Tsktsk, that's the kick start of the New year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was fun, we even had sparkles, wine, sparkling wine, fresh fruits and Yu Sheng, apart from the main dishes. When the clock struck 12, we had CHENG TING the traditional Teochew style. Damn shiok!!! Lights were switched on and house work came to a halt!!! Yeahness. Poor me, I miss my maid. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said, Here are the pictures for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69FqNLsKzI/AAAAAAAAARc/XWScjVSkCyI/s1600-h/reunion+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165423889012763442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69FqNLsKzI/AAAAAAAAARc/XWScjVSkCyI/s400/reunion+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69FqdLsK0I/AAAAAAAAARk/Q33jN5Ua_to/s1600-h/reunion+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165423893307730754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69FqdLsK0I/AAAAAAAAARk/Q33jN5Ua_to/s400/reunion+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69FqtLsK1I/AAAAAAAAARs/6gapHkzsgEI/s1600-h/cheng+ting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165423897602698066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69FqtLsK1I/AAAAAAAAARs/6gapHkzsgEI/s400/cheng+ting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chu Yi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We quickly got up, prepared ourselves and off we went to my grand's house. I love love love my maternal side's cooking! Ho Si Fatt Choy was the best creation ever. Although there'll bound be the same dish in each household, the taste of each individual is surprisingly different. =) I love love love them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke got himself a gf, and she's the 1st girl he brought home. I love her blue eyes. I wanna get myself an angmoh already! Just for the blue eyes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we visited my eldest uncle from my paternal side and my little nephew's darn cute. I was so tempted to pinch his rosy cheeks and a little girl's on her way too =) excited already!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to pretend to be Paris Hilton because Cherlyn's bag's sooo cute. I can kao tao to her. The great pretender!!! Don't get cheated by her pretty face, she's not that docile!!! Haha.. She share the same hobby, to disturb everybody and that loud noisy character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was long, it was then to my grand uncle's house and lastly my house. That's when the gambling began. My darling bf and I won $70 that night. =) And he'd already won a tank of petrol at his side before that. My little lucky thang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69Jq9LsK2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/0L1YsjTRiWU/s1600-h/day+1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165428299944176482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69Jq9LsK2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/0L1YsjTRiWU/s400/day+1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69Jq9LsK3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/0jOx0QJUp0Q/s1600-h/day1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165428299944176498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69Jq9LsK3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/0jOx0QJUp0Q/s400/day1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69JrNLsK4I/AAAAAAAAASE/sIL_ywuz0Ms/s1600-h/day+1-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165428304239143810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69JrNLsK4I/AAAAAAAAASE/sIL_ywuz0Ms/s400/day+1-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chu Er&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We visited my uncle from my maternal side. We sang a little, gambled a little and off to my bf's house for awhile before heading to my godma's house and THEN to auntie helen's house. Plans were so packed. We also had to visit Kim's uncle and that's when our mood changed. My bf's face was so black the whole night and everytime I asked, he said he's fine. I'm his gf and of course I know when he's happy and when he's not right. Don't siao siao ok. Haha. He kept asking me what time I wanna leave and I thought it would be nice if we could leave after the Yu sheng, afterall, auntie helen spent lotsa time preparing it. During the period of waiting, his brother was rushing him, and he was rushing me. Damnnnnnnnn, I broke down. I admit I was having my PMS. But all the rushing made me nuts and not forgetting having not enough slp! Long story, but everything's fine now. =) He knows how to put the smile back on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69LztLsK5I/AAAAAAAAASM/b_-z4nAh2g8/s1600-h/day+2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165430649291287442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69LztLsK5I/AAAAAAAAASM/b_-z4nAh2g8/s400/day+2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chu San&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My dad's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had a short lunch together because my dad's a super busy man on his big day. He kept bragging that ALL of his friends wanted to treat him to meals. His nonsenses and him! Andddddddd... He got the cheek to ONLY anounce that he's "finally 36 years old" DADDY!! YOU ARE 48!!!! Get over it!!! Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69OotLsK6I/AAAAAAAAASU/QaNXqAQ3z6g/s1600-h/dads+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165433758847609762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69OotLsK6I/AAAAAAAAASU/QaNXqAQ3z6g/s400/dads+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I was supposed to meet my Secondary school friends for a visit at my teacher's place, but it was cancelled the last min. Sooooo, after lunch, I happily went over to my boyfriend's place and then to his grand's place. The baby pictures of his couins and him were way tooooo cute. I bet our kid's gonna be damn cute too. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to my grand's house for a little bit and then to auntie helen's house for more gambling session! I won a little that day too! After a long day, we managed to catch the movie starring Jay Chou. BOY IT WAS GOOOOOOOOOOD!!! He's cute in that movie. For a little relaxation, I'll give 3 out of 5 popcorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chu Si&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had to rest my body mind and soul. Damn tired!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the last place for this week, my bf's aunt's place. Food was good and gambling with the children was fun! And I've made a bit of money from it! haha. Oh I've learnt a new game, THE DA; XIAO game. You know the one that's always played in the underground gambling den? Yes that!! And I've madeeeeeeeeeeee.... $4. Hahah.. Play so hard, win so little. Not fun la! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, more entries some other days. I've enjoyed my CNY I hope you have too. =)&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8167156597263293201?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8167156597263293201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8167156597263293201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8167156597263293201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8167156597263293201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-2008.html' title='CNY 2008'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R69FqNLsKzI/AAAAAAAAARc/XWScjVSkCyI/s72-c/reunion+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3046992027294201705</id><published>2008-02-06T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:33.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's the Eve of Chinese New Year! And I'm quite excited about collecting ang baos! Today had been hectic running from Khatib (for curry), AMK (for all the yadaa yadaa stuffs) and then to Ikea just to get that slab of salmon. The crowd was overwhelming I couldn't even find my food because they are all blocking my way. Okkk.. It's because I'm SHORTTTTTTT! Damnnnn. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I ate so DAMN alot today. Duck noodles, Pig's inlets, duck wings, rice (at Km's place), Takopachi, and sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around at my bf's place as usual. I love the way we disturb each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates tmr!!! Got to run!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my lovely bag. I didn't know I've got such long eye lashes. And it's not make up today. A little pale though.... =*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6ifEopkqcI/AAAAAAAAARU/sf6LePhJYXM/s1600-h/my+pretty+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163551874760354242" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6ifEopkqcI/AAAAAAAAARU/sf6LePhJYXM/s400/my+pretty+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUAT AR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3046992027294201705?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3046992027294201705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3046992027294201705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3046992027294201705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3046992027294201705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/tomorrows-eve-of-chinese-new-year-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6ifEopkqcI/AAAAAAAAARU/sf6LePhJYXM/s72-c/my+pretty+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-1564573902921429022</id><published>2008-02-03T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:35.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait for VALENTINES!!!! At one of my favourite place, my bf said!&lt;br /&gt;Yippy! I've finally graduated from the all so boring Republic Polytechnic and boy I bet this school isn't recognised. No exemptions for my course in Uni. Boohoo! This is really sick! Now I've got to waste more time. Anyways, my bf and I MIGHT be staying over in Australia for perhaps 2 years or better... FOREVER? We'll seeeeee. Haha.. This is exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A min ago I just kapoh a burberry bag which my dad just bought yesterday! Hhahaha.. Apparently, he kept telling me that it wasn't for me BUT IT'S IN MY HANDS!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for CNY clothes have always been a dread. I hate looking for clothings, I'd rather bump into something out of the blue. I'm so happy happy happy!! Now that I've got my new bag! I can't wait for my wallet which my dad said I'VE TO PAY IT MYSELF! Shit!! My poor ang bao money. He had been eyeing on my ang baos a long time ago!!! Haha. Whatever. After shopping the entire day, we stopped by cream bistro for a glass of honey lemon and continued shopping. Luckily our bf's came to pick us up. And dinner was at some noodle place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6Xab4pkqUI/AAAAAAAAAQU/M9jvg8Ym3CM/s1600-h/cream+bistro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162772720448219458" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6Xab4pkqUI/AAAAAAAAAQU/M9jvg8Ym3CM/s400/cream+bistro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XacYpkqVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/06V8lyfSxjs/s1600-h/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162772729038154066" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XacYpkqVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/06V8lyfSxjs/s400/dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said I've graduated. It's rather sad to leave the place when my friends and I shared memorable times together. From disturbing one another to molesting. =) We'll sure meet up soon, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6Xa5IpkqWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0u9F4LAAgiY/s1600-h/school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162773222959393122" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6Xa5IpkqWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0u9F4LAAgiY/s400/school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very own graduation party was held at st james! Super fun!!! Our new dance moves and all. I drank toooooo much that night seriously. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XbUYpkqXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KxxpoQDo9tw/s1600-h/boiler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162773691110828402" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XbUYpkqXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KxxpoQDo9tw/s400/boiler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XbUYpkqYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TPcriWUxpAY/s1600-h/dragonfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162773691110828418" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XbUYpkqYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TPcriWUxpAY/s400/dragonfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to wake up 6am in the morning to puke and the hang over was badddddddd. Sleepy, moody and all. We had to get ourselves out of bed to attend baby Jae's 1st birthday party!! He's so cute. Afterwhich, baby and I went shopping for clothings and we manage to bump into a pair of pretty shoes. He bought them on the spot! Sweet!!! I wonder why men shop so quickly, without having to think thatttttt much. Hahaha. He bought a few others and we headed home for some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162774618823764370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XcKYpkqZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/RJCrHcGj-xk/s400/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162774640298600866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XcLopkqaI/AAAAAAAAARE/Vv6VfVgqWIM/s400/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162774648888535474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6XcMIpkqbI/AAAAAAAAARM/F42HQD-IbqE/s400/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked dinner which turned out a little too salty. =( I think he forced himself to finish everything. Awwww... That's sweet but pls don't do that in future. I don't want you to die of kidney failure. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Sundays before CNY. The spring cleaning and all is driving me nuts. And shopping for SOOOOOOO many things is damn tiring you know. So Happy Chinese New Year in advance!!! Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-1564573902921429022?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1564573902921429022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=1564573902921429022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1564573902921429022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1564573902921429022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/02/yippy-ive-finally-graduated-from-all-so.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R6Xab4pkqUI/AAAAAAAAAQU/M9jvg8Ym3CM/s72-c/cream+bistro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4886944690835661966</id><published>2008-01-30T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:35.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night and Me</title><content type='html'>My bf thought that I should post my room pictures =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R59lP4pkqSI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-Ymd32CpLYk/s1600-h/cosy+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160955021569075490" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R59lP4pkqSI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-Ymd32CpLYk/s400/cosy+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce..... my late night supper.&lt;br /&gt;Super shiok! Anything that has butter is GOOD! hees.&lt;br /&gt;This is my 1st attempt though... Chicken Broth is the key to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R59lhIpkqTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/gmWxzNQIcqY/s1600-h/late+night+supper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160955317921818930" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R59lhIpkqTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/gmWxzNQIcqY/s400/late+night+supper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gossiping with my gf. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4886944690835661966?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4886944690835661966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4886944690835661966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4886944690835661966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4886944690835661966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/night-and-me.html' title='The night and Me'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R59lP4pkqSI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-Ymd32CpLYk/s72-c/cosy+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-6418498297639336418</id><published>2008-01-28T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:40.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yup, updated. My FYP team mates, Shuanna &amp;amp; Jocelyn. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160584335826659346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54UHIpkqBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bbjTPm487eA/s400/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54TsIpkqAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/sS1Qavd4tp8/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160583871970191362" style=" DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54TsIpkqAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/sS1Qavd4tp8/s400/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Some randoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54Um4pkqCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/AqbsaS8PdRw/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160584881287505954" style=" DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54Um4pkqCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/AqbsaS8PdRw/s400/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54UoIpkqDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/B-LbynYK390/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160584902762342450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54UoIpkqDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/B-LbynYK390/s400/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54UpIpkqEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9aNYCKHRLAw/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160584919942211650" style=" DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54UpIpkqEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9aNYCKHRLAw/s400/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from no where when life's been rather fascinating though.. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We supposed to be clubbing on Friday but we found ourselves having the best times ever in Marina Square K-boxing! It was a killer wearing my superduper 4 inch High heels walking from Raffles City to MSq. Although it seemed just a short distance, men just don't understand. =) And one day it wouldn't be surprised if I were to break my ankle. Wooooooow. That's the thing about women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Xiang Shui You Du is the best song ever! I love love love it to the.. whatever you call it. We sung that 3 times! My vocal hasn't been into good use for so damn long, I sung the songs with a bit of sway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey to Gelang was eye opening. Seriously, I saw illegal gambling, selling of pirated VCDs, Chickens and even AH GUAs! It was overwhelming. You tiao wang was good but the cab fare was.... Eh.. can pump a week of petrol ok. Day light robbery shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was purely lazing at home in the afternoon. And since CNY is approaching, my bf offered to buy me some gifts. =) Other than a pair of slippers, I couldn't find anything nice. More next week, he said. *SMILES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, we went down to Aloha to attend KJ's 21st bday party. MEN...... Can't stand their conversation. Tsktsk. God!!! you don't know what I've been through. We got home, and caught some TV programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a day of spring cleaning. MY BACK HURTS!!! And I slept at 3am last night. Booo.. The outcome was way too good. We went Ikea and I bought lotsa things to beautify my room. It feels cosy and NEAT now. I had to alter my curtains and it's the 1st time the sewing machine was used. We bought it like many many months back and I thought it's just another white elephant. Sewing was fun. I'm the new seamstress in town yo!&lt;br /&gt;The yummy yummy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54W44pkqFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KHSErX1g0_o/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160587389548406866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54W44pkqFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KHSErX1g0_o/s400/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54W54pkqGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PVotNiYXVJY/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160587406728276066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54W54pkqGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PVotNiYXVJY/s400/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54W9opkqHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/V1B0l1KueDQ/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160587471152785522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54W9opkqHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/V1B0l1KueDQ/s400/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54W_YpkqII/AAAAAAAAAO0/RZqQnq9GuVE/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160587501217556610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54W_YpkqII/AAAAAAAAAO0/RZqQnq9GuVE/s400/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54XAIpkqJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EIJwkga-oB8/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160587514102458514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54XAIpkqJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EIJwkga-oB8/s400/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anddddd... we were almost done. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54X-YpkqKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3NUC4eUlbbs/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160588583549315234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54X-YpkqKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3NUC4eUlbbs/s400/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54X_IpkqLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gSw5bTubR2E/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160588596434217138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54X_IpkqLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gSw5bTubR2E/s400/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54YCopkqMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MRy7R9iaWkU/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160588656563759298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54YCopkqMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MRy7R9iaWkU/s400/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last destination, Chinatown. Surprisingly, I found some good buys at some weird shop. I got myself a pair of slippers, a bag and a dress, pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54ZjopkqNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/KEWTHyw9hoA/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54ZmYpkqOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/tP0zyn0KoHY/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160590370255710434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54ZmYpkqOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/tP0zyn0KoHY/s400/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54Zo4pkqPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/S80rPcoFaXA/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160590413205383410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54Zo4pkqPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/S80rPcoFaXA/s400/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super super yummy Mango dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well, my poor bf was all alone on a Sunday. He said he'd rather have me irritating him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEEEEEEE! Now you know I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, try figuring out what Claud was trying to do. It isn't that difficult. Hees.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54an4pkqQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/CdTpIV76BFE/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160591495537142018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54an4pkqQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/CdTpIV76BFE/s400/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54arIpkqRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fQipvRTkHVA/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160591551371716882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54arIpkqRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fQipvRTkHVA/s400/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-6418498297639336418?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6418498297639336418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=6418498297639336418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/6418498297639336418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/6418498297639336418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back-from-no-where-when-lifes-been.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R54UHIpkqBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bbjTPm487eA/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-6862197566182868314</id><published>2008-01-24T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T15:37:07.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over and done with</title><content type='html'>All so tensed before the presentation I had yesterday and I thought I screwed a part up. I shan't go into that because it's a lonnnnnnnnng story. Anyways, everything was finally over and done with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf rewarded me by bring me over to one of my favourite restaurants, Shimbashi. I had the some old order which strangely couldn't fill my tummy. Haha! I must be really hungry then. They serve the best cream Anmitsu. It's so damn bloody good. Sadly, no pictures were taken because of the obvious reasons, we were way tooooo hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last night my mum behaved unreasonably and that pissed me off like MAD. For the past few days I've been driving her car and since she was back yesterday, I'd to return her the car. So the point is, she told me to be at her office at 7 pm and knowing that she's always late, I reached at 7.41pm. STILLL!!!! She wasn't there. So, she wanted me to wait for her until 9. Like hello... My bf and I haven't had our dinner! Damn selfish!! When I passed the keys to her colleague, he asked me to leave for home 1st because he had to work a little later that evening too. AND MY MUM SCOLDED ME FOR BEING SELFISH. Seriously, what the heck?! that uncle asked me to go home right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. sometimes, I just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a self declared rest day after a long time. I had the weirdest dreams. Haha. Some are tooo stupid and paisey to write. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellllll... Pictures up in the next post. I'm really lazy these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-6862197566182868314?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6862197566182868314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=6862197566182868314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/6862197566182868314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/6862197566182868314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/over-and-done-with.html' title='Over and done with'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8729329020269303691</id><published>2008-01-21T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:43.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Updated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hello world- (Jocelyn, fart face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd to use our vouchers =) at the restaurant, my bf and I wanted to order the same food and same drinks. Telepathy, like always. Since it's a Friday night, alcohol never seemed to have parted us. Haha.. We were lured to order Chicken Corden Blu which tasted bloody good. Of course in the end we didn't order the same meal. I had Oxtail Stew which tasted like Mutton soup. Quite disgusting I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3ec1vaiI/AAAAAAAAALc/uRfn6FDbP8w/s1600-h/DSC09942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157949207011617314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3ec1vaiI/AAAAAAAAALc/uRfn6FDbP8w/s400/DSC09942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't look down on that piece of rock like chicken because it's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3es1vajI/AAAAAAAAALk/P-tVhwAiRr4/s1600-h/DSC09945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157949211306584626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3es1vajI/AAAAAAAAALk/P-tVhwAiRr4/s400/DSC09945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, you might just look down on this Lao sai look alike. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3fM1vakI/AAAAAAAAALs/usYeMWYP2ic/s1600-h/DSC09941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157949219896519234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3fM1vakI/AAAAAAAAALs/usYeMWYP2ic/s400/DSC09941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3fc1valI/AAAAAAAAAL0/USYjm36IKzg/s1600-h/DSC09940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157949224191486546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3fc1valI/AAAAAAAAAL0/USYjm36IKzg/s400/DSC09940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3fs1vamI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vM7hzjNcpFs/s1600-h/DSC09944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157949228486453858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3fs1vamI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vM7hzjNcpFs/s400/DSC09944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S5SM1vanI/AAAAAAAAAME/licMlCn2Z4s/s1600-h/DSC09948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157951195581475442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S5SM1vanI/AAAAAAAAAME/licMlCn2Z4s/s400/DSC09948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S5Ss1vaoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/a8GrVwcKgcA/s1600-h/DSC09950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157951204171410050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S5Ss1vaoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/a8GrVwcKgcA/s400/DSC09950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From that expression, you'd be able to guess the taste of the cheesecake.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S5S81vapI/AAAAAAAAAMU/R2tQ-tMkMMg/s1600-h/DSC09951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157951208466377362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S5S81vapI/AAAAAAAAAMU/R2tQ-tMkMMg/s400/DSC09951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the not so fantastic chocolate banana cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which was a little row here and there and we ended up at Magaritas situated at Dempsey Hill. Blue for him and strawberry for me. I thought it was good, at least I didn't suffer from dizziness and all. You know how picky my body can be at times... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S62c1vaqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8azK1HBZ0Zg/s1600-h/DSC09952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157952917863361186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S62c1vaqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8azK1HBZ0Zg/s400/DSC09952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S6281varI/AAAAAAAAAMk/6t93ABJubt8/s1600-h/DSC09954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157952926453295794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S6281varI/AAAAAAAAAMk/6t93ABJubt8/s400/DSC09954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S63M1vasI/AAAAAAAAAMs/1i_7vK_ka7A/s1600-h/DSC09957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157952930748263106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S63M1vasI/AAAAAAAAAMs/1i_7vK_ka7A/s400/DSC09957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S63c1vatI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vARCjil_mgM/s1600-h/DSC09959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157952935043230418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S63c1vatI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vARCjil_mgM/s400/DSC09959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S6381vauI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CCV0DTbqlHo/s1600-h/DSC09961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157952943633165026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S6381vauI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CCV0DTbqlHo/s400/DSC09961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chair's really pretty that I wanted to secretly stuff it in my puny bag. Haha! Joking ok... Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S7w81vavI/AAAAAAAAANE/BasVkRGimzo/s1600-h/DSC09962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157953922885708530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S7w81vavI/AAAAAAAAANE/BasVkRGimzo/s400/DSC09962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S7xM1vawI/AAAAAAAAANM/nR658v6nJSc/s1600-h/DSC09965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157953927180675842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S7xM1vawI/AAAAAAAAANM/nR658v6nJSc/s400/DSC09965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove back home while feeling a little high from the alcohol content. It can be really dangerous and I don't understand how people can drive when they are actually drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any case, we had a party the next day. Had breakfast at my all time favourite peach garden then home to pack my bag and off we attend a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S8ss1vaxI/AAAAAAAAANU/hXCwic5jNI4/s1600-h/DSC09979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157954949382892306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S8ss1vaxI/AAAAAAAAANU/hXCwic5jNI4/s400/DSC09979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S8s81vayI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZfHbf7Ka3Nw/s1600-h/DSC09982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157954953677859618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S8s81vayI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZfHbf7Ka3Nw/s400/DSC09982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S8tM1vazI/AAAAAAAAANk/2ZYf0-4fg2g/s1600-h/DSC09989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157954957972826930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S8tM1vazI/AAAAAAAAANk/2ZYf0-4fg2g/s400/DSC09989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S8tc1va0I/AAAAAAAAANs/lShGbn7tjBo/s1600-h/DSC09990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157954962267794242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S8tc1va0I/AAAAAAAAANs/lShGbn7tjBo/s400/DSC09990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st Birthday Ting!! She got herself all smashed by the sabotages the girls set up. Poor thing. Girls, KARMA I tell you. Hahah.. Luckily I wasn't even playing. Next was to catch a movie, Body 19 at Marina Square. Awesomely Awful. Seriously, I like that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby snores SO LOUDLY. My lord, I couldn't sleep properly. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2pm now, gotta goooooooooooooooooooo. Pictures later. =)&lt;br /&gt;From all the pictures, it's not very difficult to tell that I've put on ALOT of weight. Holy shit, it's 3 FREAKING KG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8729329020269303691?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8729329020269303691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8729329020269303691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8729329020269303691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8729329020269303691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-world-jocelyn-fart-face-wed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R5S3ec1vaiI/AAAAAAAAALc/uRfn6FDbP8w/s72-c/DSC09942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8076883869879049256</id><published>2008-01-17T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:08:07.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiff with birdy</title><content type='html'>We had a tiff this evening and it got us so damn emtional and all.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Sometimes, I'm glad we did and this brought us a step closer to each other. =) What's a relationship without quarrels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the last part was quite ridiculous because HE WAS JUST SHOWING HIS CONCERN. I was cutting my mangoes and I accidently dropped the cutting board and everything on the floor. My bf being the dearest, was so worried and he started shouting or should I say, raising his voice. I got angry because his mother was looking at me when my bf was scolding la!!!! Bloody PAISEY!!!!! Hahahhaa.. Ok, baby now you know but I still don't like people shouting at me though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean and so damn embarrassed, I washed the mangoes and threw it back into the fridge, pushed his arms away from me when he wanted to hug and tell me that it was alright and stumbled into the room jumped onto the bed and started crying. (I'm a drama mama! Hahaha..) Seriously speaking, it was mainly because I was soooooo paisey but I actually blamed my bf for shouting at me. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through our conversation, I learnt so much about him. =)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you always Kimmy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, today was a busy day running errands the ENTIRE day. Boy I was tired!!! Maybe that explained my foul mood. (Aww.. while writing this made me remember how sweet he was when he actually asked.) Slap me.&lt;br /&gt;I was so busy that I didn't have time for food. Seriously, not even 5mins.&lt;br /&gt;But the meal after everything was well.... not fantastic but rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;Chacha and I came across this Japanese Restaurant at City link. Shokido or something like that. Some new place to dine la.. The ambience was good at the tables out door but suddenly it reminds me of the zoo. It's like and enclosed area with a glass window near the escalator and the people taking the escalator kept looking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..... I bought a dress. It's back to shopping after SO DAMN LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. my happy Wednesday. Alright, that's for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8076883869879049256?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8076883869879049256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8076883869879049256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8076883869879049256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8076883869879049256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/tiff-with-birdy.html' title='A tiff with birdy'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4007209344514330240</id><published>2008-01-14T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days like these =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe I should just stop coming up with New Year resolutions and all which I never followed. Shit.. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Weekends were good. I love days when plans are always so packed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and I went to town to collect my creams and he volunteered to pay for them. So off we went for lunch at Ding Tai Fung. Oh ya, my bf made a bet, if I could sing the chorus of a particular Mandarin song, he'd give me 50 bucks. Of course I won because there were loopholes in his bet. I...... sang A SENTENCE instead of the whole chorus. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155181985405121762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4ris9CQtOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ehglg687D5s/s400/DSC09895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155181998290023682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4rittCQtQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8p9QfeK0jwE/s400/DSC09897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155181989700089074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4ritNCQtPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-0R0F_TY2Jo/s400/DSC09896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went home after lunch and I'd another appointment. Lunch with my best friend. =) Short and yummy catch ups again. I got home, took a nap and went for dinner with my mum and then off we went bowling at OCC. Xavier touched my heart. That little boy knows money don't come easy. I should be ashamed of myself. I wanted to buy him a lollipop which cost $1.30. I gave him the money and he came back with the change. Omg! Guess what he replied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Why is there change? I thought I gave you the exact amount? Ehh.. why did you buy the smaller lollipop?"&lt;br /&gt;Xavier: "It's ok. Don't waste money. That bigger lollipop is expensive. The small lollipop is cheaper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. Such a good boy... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the girls drove over to Icekimo for yummy yummy ice cream. Teh Tarek, Holicks, Baileys flavoured ones, Durian waffles with ice cream and brownies with ice cream. It was bloody awesome. What do you know? We treated the place like our house. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r6ttCQtTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dup_TzVXihw/s1600-h/DSC09898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155208386569090354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r6ttCQtTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dup_TzVXihw/s400/DSC09898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r6t9CQtUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/L4VDD2Y62gA/s1600-h/DSC09899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155208390864057666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r6t9CQtUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/L4VDD2Y62gA/s400/DSC09899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r6uNCQtVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/eViuFXEXynU/s1600-h/DSC09900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155208395159024978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r6uNCQtVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/eViuFXEXynU/s400/DSC09900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r6utCQtWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/FIAxDIyrC7M/s1600-h/DSC09901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155208403748959586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r6utCQtWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/FIAxDIyrC7M/s400/DSC09901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r9udCQtbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/61FLc9RmDx8/s1600-h/DSC09905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155211697988875698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r9udCQtbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/61FLc9RmDx8/s400/DSC09905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r9utCQtcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/eA99qvbmzPI/s1600-h/DSC09913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155211702283843010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r9utCQtcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/eA99qvbmzPI/s400/DSC09913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny sunny Sunday was one of the best although there was a hiccup towards the end. Since it was a sunny sunny day, my bf and I went for a tan at Sentosa. It was so crowded! Damn it. On our way there, we bought Macdonald meals. Guess what?! They ran out of beef when I wanted to order the prosperity burger. BUT they accidently gave us the apple dippers which we didn't order. THAT'S FOR MY RAN OUT BEEF! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r9vNCQtdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/388Myi56Z8c/s1600-h/DSC09923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155211710873777618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r9vNCQtdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/388Myi56Z8c/s400/DSC09923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r9vdCQteI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZvhX8gmNxxA/s1600-h/DSC09924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155211715168744930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4r9vdCQteI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZvhX8gmNxxA/s400/DSC09924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAYtCQtfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zGn3PZRaQEs/s1600-h/DSC09929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155214622861604338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAYtCQtfI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zGn3PZRaQEs/s400/DSC09929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tanned a little, dipped in the sea a little, chatted a little and it's time to go... We had dinner at the Central @ Vivo city. I had durian fried rice! It was oooook but overall, everything's not worth the price. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAY9CQtgI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7GaDe6UzDrc/s1600-h/DSC09934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155214627156571650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAY9CQtgI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7GaDe6UzDrc/s400/DSC09934.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One stick @ $1.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAZ9CQthI/AAAAAAAAALE/iDlBsczogZo/s1600-h/DSC09937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155214644336440850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAZ9CQthI/AAAAAAAAALE/iDlBsczogZo/s400/DSC09937.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stupid tofu @ $5.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAaNCQtiI/AAAAAAAAALM/FuUHAdbuOZY/s1600-h/DSC09938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155214648631408162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAaNCQtiI/AAAAAAAAALM/FuUHAdbuOZY/s400/DSC09938.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Durian Fried Rice @ $8.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAatCQtjI/AAAAAAAAALU/-6GWaE50LoA/s1600-h/DSC09939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155214657221342770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4sAatCQtjI/AAAAAAAAALU/-6GWaE50LoA/s400/DSC09939.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bloody kopitam Chee cheong fan @ $4.50 (No fillings some more!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)))) I love love love days like these. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4007209344514330240?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4007209344514330240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4007209344514330240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4007209344514330240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4007209344514330240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/days-like-these.html' title='Days like these =)'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R4ris9CQtOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ehglg687D5s/s72-c/DSC09895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3399056548565730128</id><published>2008-01-11T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T20:24:22.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Friday</title><content type='html'>My team's finally ready for the FYP submission on Monday. This had been taking up most of the time these weeks. So yup, today's a Friday and I'm not the least enjoying a single bit, not too much of tmr too. I don't understand why my bf has to attend SOOOOO MANY stag nights and Wedding dinners. This week's mainly concentrating on his tests and my FYP and the weekend's not so rewarding although he volunteered to replenish my creams and lunch. Booooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... We'll see how it goes and I'm not really proud that tmr's the 1st time I'm heading down town this year. Boring~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. My annoying bf's on a half day leave today apparently it wasn't planned but that's not the point. Coincidentally I happened to message him and that's how I got to know. He told me he was about to call to inform me. Liar! He could have called me before he left work or after he parked his car right? or he could have even informed me on the way to Clark Quay right? SO I concluded. YOU DIDN'T INTEND TO TELL ME. Cheater bug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm angry and I'M GOING TO ASK ALL MY GUY FRIENDS OUT FOR SUPPER NOW! Tooooooo bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3399056548565730128?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3399056548565730128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3399056548565730128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3399056548565730128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3399056548565730128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/lonely-friday.html' title='Lonely Friday'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-3694137608222435517</id><published>2008-01-09T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:38:58.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP week</title><content type='html'>I thought I should just take a break after having to spend the whole afternoon on FYP. I can't wait for it to end. Seriously, who loves FYP?! Mad or what? My bf's busy studying these days and I was stuck with the Taiwan drama, Romantic princess. I was tearing and all but it ended quite abruptly though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, we samsui chicken at some Chinese Restaurant and boy it was great! My bf's so nice to bring me out for dinner tonight just because I'm craving for Japanese cuisine for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon, I wanna WATCH TV! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-3694137608222435517?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3694137608222435517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=3694137608222435517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3694137608222435517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/3694137608222435517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/fyp-week.html' title='FYP week'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5608454677504877865</id><published>2008-01-06T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:48.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I've got the time to rest literally. It's been a busy weekend for me, from having lunch with my cousins to chilling at Chris's house, and a party to welcome the new baby of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Friday was lunch with my cousins. Shuanna's sending the crazy dog away. ='( So sad laa. We caught up with one another's life and I had to rush home to get myself ready for the night. Indeed brilliant, we were at Chris's place with the same old people. We had food and I baked chocolate fondants too. It was all so good boy! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_SjTvm57I/AAAAAAAAAHs/hISEbS10ASM/s1600-h/baking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152068002772346802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_SjTvm57I/AAAAAAAAAHs/hISEbS10ASM/s400/baking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152069308442404802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_TvTvm58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/_F9h7vuKDKk/s400/DSC09851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We played lotsa games from Dai Di to one of the card games Justin taught us during the chalet (I'd to call him to ask about the rules. Ha!) to shots and ladders which is also known as snakes and ladders. =p We drank until I go mad. What bimbo and all! Haha.. We took a few pictures while I was tipsy, I forgot to change it to self timer twice! Haha. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_Tvjvm59I/AAAAAAAAAH8/se-aZCXlf0Q/s1600-h/DSC09855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152069312737372114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_Tvjvm59I/AAAAAAAAAH8/se-aZCXlf0Q/s400/DSC09855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_TwDvm5-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/DLSdpwby5r0/s1600-h/DSC09852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152069321327306722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_TwDvm5-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/DLSdpwby5r0/s400/DSC09852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realized, every time whenever I drink too much and even when I'm drunk, I can't get to slp. STRANGE! I just lay on my bed, half dead. The most irritating part is that I'll wake up so damn early in the morning! Shrugs! I sent my mum to work and I finally got to have my BBF for breakfast with my bf! We can never get to MacDonald on time during normal days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after breakfast, we headed to the bank to open a joint account! hahahah.. Tell me about saving up. Oh yes, isn't this one of my 2008's resolutions? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, changed, and went to the BORING party. Anyways, my little princess, cherilyn and I went for a stroll downstairs. She's a nonsensical little girl. The questions are always so damn funny. We tried conversing in Mandarin... hmm.. all I can say is... we shouldn't have. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_TwTvm5_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/SEUYVW1-Zxo/s1600-h/DSC09865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152069325622274034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_TwTvm5_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/SEUYVW1-Zxo/s400/DSC09865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_Twzvm6AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sEEAKqZElx0/s1600-h/DSC09867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152069334212208642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_Twzvm6AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/sEEAKqZElx0/s400/DSC09867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_VFDvm6BI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eoyhcQq--mA/s1600-h/DSC09872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152070781616187410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_VFDvm6BI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eoyhcQq--mA/s400/DSC09872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_VFzvm6CI/AAAAAAAAAIk/siPebFbk2s0/s1600-h/DSC09873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152070794501089314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_VFzvm6CI/AAAAAAAAAIk/siPebFbk2s0/s400/DSC09873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I need to get my sleep. My eye bags are terrible. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5608454677504877865?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5608454677504877865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5608454677504877865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5608454677504877865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5608454677504877865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-ive-got-time-to-rest-literally.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3_SjTvm57I/AAAAAAAAAHs/hISEbS10ASM/s72-c/baking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5293829919257943433</id><published>2008-01-01T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:49.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYE Ball</title><content type='html'>Here's the first post of the year and I'm anticipating what would happen this year. It's gonna be exciting. So yes, we've attended the Wardroom ball last night and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would. How bad can it be when Minister of Defence, Teo Chee Hien is dancing beside us and the Chief of Navy dancing infront of us. Haha. And the funniest people competing with their floor moves on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't take much pictures though. The theme of the night was under the sea and the host was really funny. During dinner we had lotsa games and also when the clock strike mid night, we'll have to find the lost sacred seashell that was supposed to keep the seas calm. The ball was beautifully decorated with balloons and sea creatures. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150539071724382066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3pj_zvm53I/AAAAAAAAAHM/afQDmPRgbRI/s400/DSC09836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love people watching and I'm not surprise to find some weird people in glossy high boots at a ball!! Hahahha.. Some ah gogo look alike. There's much more about the ball though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150539076019349378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3pkADvm54I/AAAAAAAAAHU/vYcbJv6FvJM/s400/DSC09837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150539088904251298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3pkAzvm56I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y-hx9tkKah4/s400/DSC09839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES, before I forget, other then receiving a door gift, WE WON THE LUCKY DRAW! Apparently, the Sony's 20gH mp3 player's selling at 149 pounds online! Woooo!! We are getting lucky this year. =)))) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's the legend of Thalassa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150539080314316690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3pkATvm55I/AAAAAAAAAHc/o312VLS1N0U/s400/DSC09838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, my bf's mum was admitted to the hospital, she's alright. Anyways, I love the hospital, they sell one of my favourite ice creams there! Ya, that's the shit! haha. After visiting, we had supper with his aunties and they are the crappiest people ever. The jokes kept me laughing till my cheeks turned stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. My mum's going for a business trip on Thursday which also means I'm gonna have the car. I'm already thinking of places to HIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5293829919257943433?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5293829919257943433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5293829919257943433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5293829919257943433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5293829919257943433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2008/01/nye-ball.html' title='NYE Ball'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3pj_zvm53I/AAAAAAAAAHM/afQDmPRgbRI/s72-c/DSC09836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-1622296532170422834</id><published>2007-12-31T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T02:31:49.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Byebye 2007</title><content type='html'>It's time for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reflections and new resolutions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye 2007 and welcome 2008. May it be a fabulous year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year went pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My dad's been nice this year. He gave me almost everything I wanted. He listens to me whine and understands me more. He never forgets my bday and he tends to give me surprises too. And, he'll wake up early in the morning whenever I asked him to, just to send me to school. In return, I, too, never forget his bday and surprises. I'll also make it a point that he'll like the gifts I chose; I'll return to the shop and get something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My mum's been really nice too. She just offered to get me a new laptop which I forgot to ask my bf about the details. Gosh! Anyways, she's been there for me too. She's always there to wake me up early in the morning for school and at times, I'm such an ass who'd get so irritated. Ha! She signed me a sub card even though she was reluctant, just to pls me although there were times when she'd threaten to cancel the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My sister been nasty this year. But after my dad talked to us, we haven't been quarrelling. Perhaps things are changing. Ah huh.. my new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My lovely cousins, as crazy as always. Times with them are always well spent. We even agreed to find boyfriends whos' name starts with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;K&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s. And here we've got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;immoh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;arl and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;en. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Although he wasn't around for quite some time this year, he showed me that he still cares. It's pretty obvious as I'm munching on the pies he bought. He'll buy me everything I want, bring me to the yummiest restaurants, do fun activities and give a whole lot of attention I needed. He's like the best person I've ever knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Best friend, Fatty was there whenever Kim's not ard and of course, everytime I needed her. She's one of the darnest sweet little girl friend anybody can ever ask for. We never quarrelled but ALWAYS arguing for the funniest and good reasons. My fatty fatty, you need to know you are so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My best gfs from Secondary school, we haven't had time meeting up as often as before. Nevertheless, I miss you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My school buddies aka lunch khakis are a bunch of fun loving people. One of the most friendly and helpful girls I enjoy being with. I appreciate the times we had in school. Eh, don't be so touched. Hahahaha. After the coming 4 weeks, would then be marked as the end of our Tertiary life. NEVERTHELESS, we'll still meet up right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not to skip lessons for the last 4 weeks of school and try hard for the last UTs. I'll also try hard to be on time for lessons. Hahaha.. serious serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I need to start baking and cooking more often for my boyfriend. Simply because he loves my food. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Start exercising! Hazel, age's catching up!!! You'll get fat easily!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Most importantly, getting into University and make my parents proud! hahah.. Cheybah!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to continue studying only for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wait patiently for snowby's arrival and love her as much as my bf loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Saving up. I'LL TRY!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Learn to be contented with whatever I'm given and appreciate love from family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Play the piano again. I'll buy new music scores to get my fingers kickin'. I love my piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'll not stick to my bf like a super glue and throw tantrums whenever I'm cranky. Ok, just cry and act pitiful. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. B-E H-A-P-P-Y! Well, not something very difficult. =) Just remember the little things that makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-1622296532170422834?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1622296532170422834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=1622296532170422834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1622296532170422834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/1622296532170422834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2007/12/byebye-2007.html' title='Byebye 2007'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4949980557689242604</id><published>2007-12-30T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:50.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonfly</title><content type='html'>Before the night, my thoughtful bf bought me some pies for dinner because he knew I would forget my dinner whenever I'm busying dolling myself. Sweet isn't it? Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same old, same old, together subsiding the urge for the longest time. When I say long, I meant L-O-N-G. I haven't seen them in 4 months. Seriously, I swear upon my favourite soft toy. I've never been feeling soooo gooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world was there. And I had to crack those lame jokes that were suppressed in my heavy mind. There jokes were brilliant! Some you'll never even thought about. It feels good giving Chris a punch on his arm after a long time. And while my boyfriend is somewhere in the crowd having his own fun, I had my dosage of gossips too, that was with Wei Boon. He was damn funny when he started telling me how much he sensed that Amanda (one of the not so friendly girls there) liked Chris. At first I didn't get it. Like, how do you tell when she's ALWAYS drunk and rowdy. And he explained. Hahah.. I still didn't get it. So Chris was beside us, and I asked. Surprisingly, he had a strong feeling too! It's sad having the guy you like falling for your best friend huh. She's mean afterall. Santa placed her in his NAUGHTY list. Boo! Baby, too bad you were somewhere else. The topics were hilarious. Most, I can't remember after a couple of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a night with so much alcohol to finish up. 2 Canons, 3 Black Labels, 1 bottle of Hennesy, and lastly, one barrel of Tiger. I bet everybody was thirsty that night. I was busy mingling around, half of the time, I don't know where my boyfriend was. He might be hooking up on one of those women there anyway. So, when I finally get to see him, he's already wasted and gaying with friends. What an unsightly sight! Haha. For pure fun I suppose. The shocking thing, HE DON'T EVEN REMEMBER. Damnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are overloaded but consolidated into the 2 collages. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3aVxTvm51I/AAAAAAAAAG8/jTA8WolAAC8/s1600-h/collage+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149467898290825042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3aVxTvm51I/AAAAAAAAAG8/jTA8WolAAC8/s400/collage+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3aVyDvm52I/AAAAAAAAAHE/W9JZvwl2Ndg/s1600-h/collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149467911175726946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3aVyDvm52I/AAAAAAAAAHE/W9JZvwl2Ndg/s400/collage+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More next Friday. Annnnnnnnnnnnd, I remember Kelly, Candice, Paul, Ken, Shuanna and perhaps Karl and Claud's coming along!!!!!!!! I CAN'T wait no more! I love my cousins more than life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying about my wonderful night, my bf got hung over this morning while I was feeling grouchy and I've to a reason to that! I was SOOOO damn hungry. I ate only a pie for dinner and skipped breakfast. We spent the day at home meditating. Haha.. Dinner was also good this evening. We had turtle soup. Tonic soup's the best for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a game or two in the night at OCC Bowl. My so called cousin's handsome, baby agreed. Since he's from New Zealand, we got him to try our CARROT CAKE, the cheena way. Eh, I didn't know he's a year older than me. I thought he was younger. Wasted! okokok.. seriously, haha.. joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia has an innate mean trait of disturbing children. Until I thought Bryan to slap her on the wrist. He shouted, "Find somebody your own size!" You should see Claud's expression. In split seconds we started laughing. Oh yes! we had the highest curry pok wins contest, whereby the girls have to tie their fringe as high as possible! FINALLY! I got to win. Luckily Lucinda wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ends after some moments with my boyfriend again.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going to the fishery port in 15mins. =*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4949980557689242604?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4949980557689242604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4949980557689242604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4949980557689242604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4949980557689242604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2007/12/dragonfly.html' title='Dragonfly'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3aVxTvm51I/AAAAAAAAAG8/jTA8WolAAC8/s72-c/collage+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-8682057555825367933</id><published>2007-12-28T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:22:56.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting old and tired</title><content type='html'>I'm easily worn out recently. I'm always seen sleepy even if I've slept for more than 12 hours. Am I ageing or what??? Hahah.. Also, I thought I'm turning blind. My visions were blurry until I realized, it was high time to get my contact lens changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to write about these days. The whole of Wednesday was spent in school and because of that, I'd to sleep through Thursday. Seriously, a lack of sleep. And I HATE bad hair days- it keeps me REALLY REALLY CRANKY. I just got my conditioner changed and my hair turned out horrifying! It's like I've gone through Katrina! I had to vent my anger on my bf, he said I could. =) Haha. Silly!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to eat?? To think of places to eat, a dread thing! You know, when you don't have to mood to eat yet you are hungry?? Okokok.. I might be the different one. Anyways, IT'S FRIDAY!!!! And the last Friday of 2007 in fact! Sweeee!!&lt;br /&gt;We'll be at St James tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, the eve of a new year. My bf and I will have to attend a ball. We'll see how it goes. =)&lt;br /&gt;I should get myself ready and do some shopping before meeting them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-8682057555825367933?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8682057555825367933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=8682057555825367933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8682057555825367933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/8682057555825367933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-old-and-tired.html' title='Getting old and tired'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-611515735798353152</id><published>2007-12-25T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:50.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas! My family and I had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Just when the clock struck 12, we started spraying the ribbons at one another and dirtied Kelly's room! It wa fun having food, drinks and good ol' company. I love my cousies. Smoochies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our Christmas dinner, we were hungry again and we headed down Thomson for PRATAS! Yums! We had the longest and funniest conversations. We should have more of that seriously. =*) But I accidently ruin my clothes which I wore 2 TIMES ( and it includes today)! Damnnn!!! It was the down side of luck. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day, I don't know where to start. So here are the pictures, click for a large view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3AQxjvm50I/AAAAAAAAAG0/j7cuVaaNAgI/s1600-h/christmas+eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147632817679034178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3AQxjvm50I/AAAAAAAAAG0/j7cuVaaNAgI/s400/christmas+eve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monthsary baby. Thank you for my monthly dosage, my favourite tulips. I think I've a collection of different breeds of them. Haha.. I think I had more hanging in the kitchen and toliet. Hees. My favourite ones are in my room BUT I love them all. Thank you for making Christmas extra special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-611515735798353152?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/611515735798353152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=611515735798353152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/611515735798353152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/611515735798353152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007'/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R3AQxjvm50I/AAAAAAAAAG0/j7cuVaaNAgI/s72-c/christmas+eve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-4200186437054787395</id><published>2007-12-24T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T13:11:43.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate Tart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! It's awesome! Much much better than the ones sold in the bakery. And... I forgot to take the tart baking process. I was rushing like one mad person. Something pissed me this morning, you know, the Red Man shop suppose to sell ALL the baking items right? Guess what?! They don't even sell short crust pastery. Damnnnnn. I've to go all the way back to cold storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, the tart is really good. So moist, thick and the smell just makes everybody melt. I wanna go take a nap now. The sleeping spell struck me suddenly. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-4200186437054787395?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4200186437054787395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=4200186437054787395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4200186437054787395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/4200186437054787395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2007/12/chocolate-tart-omg-its-awesome-much.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430741606027801735.post-5695555187353210748</id><published>2007-12-24T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:32:51.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It a Sunday with my mum, shopping across Singapore. She received a call from Aunty Helen and we headed down for the sales. It was a scam! Damn it. I don't believe in warehouse sales anymore. Claudia assured me that I'd be out within 5mins! She was wrong! It only took me a min instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, it was pouring and we soon found ourselves at a really old and run down coffeeshop. It looks exactly like those you would see on TV when channel 8's screening The Price Of Peace. Hahaha.. Really! I'm not exaggerating! And the hygiene, please don't remind me. Sucks totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we were at China town and it's been more than a year since I've been there. We had the yummy yummy mango dessert. And then to town. My sister's really silly! My mum wanted to buy her a watch and she chose some other brands because of the mother of pearl thingy. DAMN! I would have choosen the dress watch from Juicy Couture!! tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R26UHTvm5yI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LxHCWJcyGrg/s1600-h/mango.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147214277411006242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R26UHTvm5yI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LxHCWJcyGrg/s400/mango.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I was hungry and we settled for a really simple dinner. It was fast! Pepper lunch that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R26UHjvm5zI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xRXpoi5iCUc/s1600-h/pepper+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147214281705973554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R26UHjvm5zI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xRXpoi5iCUc/s400/pepper+lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered something. I'll miss the fireworks this coming new year because I totally forgot about plans to book a hotel room!!!!! ARGH! Walk-ins are always much more expensive. What my bf said is true, buy my pretty bag and a nice dinner. BUT... I'll forgo the bag. A nice dinner will do fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call this evening, and awww... somebody's bf's really sweet. =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've gotta go. I've gotta wake up early tmr for some Christmas baking! Good night and have a wonderful Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430741606027801735-5695555187353210748?l=mylipcrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5695555187353210748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430741606027801735&amp;postID=5695555187353210748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5695555187353210748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430741606027801735/posts/default/5695555187353210748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylipcrush.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-sunday-with-my-mum-shopping-across.html' title=''/><author><name>hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15898400866826867607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBX__VegVWs/R26UHTvm5yI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LxHCWJcyGrg/s72-c/mango.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
