<?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-13792705</id><updated>2011-09-26T02:03:05.984+08:00</updated><category term='Sudden surge of emotion'/><category term='=.='/><category term='Please choose'/><category term='.&apos;.~Anniversary~.&apos;.'/><category term='Never to busy to complain that I am busy'/><category term='Pathetic'/><category term='Broken trust'/><category term='random'/><category term='SAD'/><category term='I am broke'/><category term='Back'/><category term='no pic no story'/><category term='only grumbles'/><category term='Busy busy busy...'/><title type='text'>TmL WiLl Be BeTtEr</title><subtitle type='html'>~LoVe The WoRD PAMPER~
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~DeSirE To Be PaMpErEd~*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8901766903327474889</id><published>2011-09-26T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T01:58:17.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudden surge of emotion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was typing on FB to start complaining, but was afraid to do the explaination or comfrontation after that... So..... I thought of you.. My abandoned blog. Glad you are still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have done more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can be given with all the access to solve certain issue, I would definitely do so even if it is wee hour of a monday night. Hate this helpless feeling where thousands of people are counting on you, yet you can't do anything for them in return. Sucky feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, it might be a worthless piece of shit, but to me it is a precious gem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While typing my complain, blog brings me memory of my lost friends.&lt;br /&gt;Well not toally lost, but friends that drifted apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't remember exactly what happened, it might be impossible to be back like what we used to be anymore. No matter how a wound heals, scar stays isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have done more... to rescue my friendship, instead, I isolated myself from the rest. Well not as if they bothered to really find out why I did that, which makes me wonder if I should still brood over past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random sudden surge of emotion... I know I will be all good next morning.&lt;br /&gt;JY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8901766903327474889?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8901766903327474889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8901766903327474889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2011/09/was-typing-on-fb-to-start-complaining.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6084580876896957894</id><published>2009-10-19T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:43:28.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6084580876896957894?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6084580876896957894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6084580876896957894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/10/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3812993927889999860</id><published>2009-06-30T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:48:41.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM BACK~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised stalkers are not that scary after all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 months has been great. Though everything still revolve around work. At least now I have more motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low low low low low period of my life is finally over~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to update regularly. Since you guys are so concern about me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3812993927889999860?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3812993927889999860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3812993927889999860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-back-i-realised-stalkers-are-not.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-219424106036338357</id><published>2009-05-14T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:07:23.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blog closing down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Stalkers are Scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Might be changing to a new site...&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/13792705-219424106036338357?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/219424106036338357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/219424106036338357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-closing-down-reason-stalkers-are.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3191586367548937663</id><published>2009-04-22T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:10:08.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets see, if i have the patience to pen down my life for future reference tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing significant. All random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The used to be sporty me finally decided it's time to do some exercise after my last fitness test during sec 4 yrssss ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jio-ed kaki, shopped for sports shoe, sports bra, sports wear and really went jogging last week and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toe cramped + left leg muscle pain + woundss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$@^$#*%^#%@#!$ Fucking Fila Shoe sucKs!!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I found a good deal, 69 bucks for a 10o over dollars shoe, n it's hurting me right now.&lt;br /&gt;New wound on my already wounded heels from previous run, toe cramp frequently after jogging till i remove my sports shoe. I suspect it's the weird shaped of the sole that don't really suit my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new pair of sports shoe. =.=&lt;br /&gt;@%$@^@ Should have just bought a trust worthy brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running out of patience&lt;br /&gt;- for piano to arrive&lt;br /&gt;- to teach&lt;br /&gt;- to entertain ppl who takes me for granted&lt;br /&gt;- to be kind n nice to ppl who doesn't treat me like that in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting used to my short short hair.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah go ahead and guess my "short" should be bra length or the most shoulder length.&lt;br /&gt;WRONG. I really cut my hair uber short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's really damn ugly, but i'm feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;I even received a few comments saying that i look YOUNGER~Probably out to comfort/console me, but who cares, I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went KTV with mummy, jie n mei last night..&lt;br /&gt;They went in at 6pm!! I knocked off at 6pm too!!&lt;br /&gt;Jie was nice enough to sponsor me to take cab down to the haunted KTV in marina sq.&lt;br /&gt;It her cost $20!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u always thought i sucks in singing, now i sucks even more.&lt;br /&gt;I get breathless rather often lately, with occassional sharp pain under my ribs. I hope it's nth serious. But it greatly affects my singing. I sing like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap exam last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day b4, bf asked if i am prepared. I told him, I cannot guarantee an A but minimum i should get a B! I hate myself for becoming arrogant lately.&lt;br /&gt;But, since O lvl, i realised, it's quite difficult to fail a written exam or test..&lt;br /&gt;When u r poor, n u had to pay, u feel the pinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month is my poorest month in my full-time working life yrs. I am freaking poor!&lt;br /&gt;I drained out on my savings once again. And coincidently, I had to fork out 3 digit for my JAP class school fee. How can I not pass my Jap exam?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3191586367548937663?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3191586367548937663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3191586367548937663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-see-if-i-have-patience-to-pen-down.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5926105998538857545</id><published>2009-04-05T23:40:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:10:54.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1 more thing to strike off from my wishlist!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D will come to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am offcially working in Tampines now! The journey there is really much longer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was 15 mins late for 1st day of work in my new work place. Thank god, system was not up yet.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought anything that i can call NEW would be better than those I called OLD. This doesn't applies to my workplace. My NEW workspace is 1/2 of what I used to have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Below is the picture of my OLD workspace.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjS2kW1uhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UslM02Hpisc/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321234794652482066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjS2kW1uhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UslM02Hpisc/s400/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How to compare if I didn't post a picture of my new workspace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a spot that I can stand for 10 seconds to take a picture of my seat.&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to elaborate more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the movers to shift our things, we got bored. As a result..... Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjUFLQFBeI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vT6vjEDPo64/s1600-h/DSC01076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321236145122903522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjUFLQFBeI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vT6vjEDPo64/s400/DSC01076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjUV12vY5I/AAAAAAAAARE/MdQYu7KXmtc/s1600-h/DSC01078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321236431437259666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjUV12vY5I/AAAAAAAAARE/MdQYu7KXmtc/s400/DSC01078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjUmA-lmWI/AAAAAAAAARM/YL9LY5Ajij0/s1600-h/DSC01079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321236709300869474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjUmA-lmWI/AAAAAAAAARM/YL9LY5Ajij0/s400/DSC01079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prove of the efficiency of the movers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjVWtX--2I/AAAAAAAAARc/vToCmWcvMc4/s1600-h/DSC01084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321237545852271458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjVWtX--2I/AAAAAAAAARc/vToCmWcvMc4/s400/DSC01084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Juv, Lin, Me, Edward.&lt;br /&gt;This korean guy is very cute.. Everytime u hold ur camera up. he will pose for u to shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjV4jbyH2I/AAAAAAAAARk/eYyG_KpJKUY/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321238127299403618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjV4jbyH2I/AAAAAAAAARk/eYyG_KpJKUY/s400/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and XiaoBai. We r just the background, main cast is that thing on his shoulder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjWVeaAm1I/AAAAAAAAARs/soEpLUnVggA/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321238624165993298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjWVeaAm1I/AAAAAAAAARs/soEpLUnVggA/s400/DSC01092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boreeeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPU fell on my knee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjWodAwSmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-n9l9qpH-30/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321238950209145442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjWodAwSmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-n9l9qpH-30/s400/DSC01098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bruises..&lt;br /&gt;Was damn pissed after shifting, so we went KTV. Didn't really enjoy this K session. Maybe we were all exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah the thing to strike off from my wish list is.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the thing I thought was really WISH than practical to-buy-list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A NEW PIANO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Suntec's YAMAHA's fair.......... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New up right PIANO coming to my house soon!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course... I didn't buy that, i am just chipping in. Who cares.. I get to use it most of the time, since only BRO n ME plays the piano, and he's always in CAMP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And WHO SAID i was lazy. I have such a long entry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5926105998538857545?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5926105998538857545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5926105998538857545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-more-thing-to-strike-off-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SdjS2kW1uhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UslM02Hpisc/s72-c/DSC01069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4651074928292724425</id><published>2009-03-27T00:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:34:06.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They finally decided to sell sushi in paya lebar 2 weeks before my office shift to Tampines... &gt;.&lt; &lt;div&gt;99 cents suki sushi... so 7 of us went sushi BUFFET during lunch time... I swear~ I will not eat sashimi again in these 6 mths. I am so sick of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ordered 6 plates of salmon sashimi n 2 plates of hotate? not sure the exact name, the scallop thingy.. end up the order got screwed up, we had 6 plates of scallop n 2 plates of salmon. Obviously the salmon is NOT ENOUGH. eat n eat n the salmon was served. Usually, 1 plate consist of 5 slices, he served us 4 plates combined into 1 plate.. But i counted.. There were 30 over slices.. and each slice was 1 inch thick! Aww Thinking of it now makes me feel like puking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok that was tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wed~ After work, headed down to millenium walk's outback restaruant for a dinner to celebrate Angela's birthday. Ambience was not bad. But the table feels abit high &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attendance list. CAPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Scur9dkaBCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dl2MwGtjy7g/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317532857438700578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Scur9dkaBCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dl2MwGtjy7g/s400/DSC01052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carol &amp;amp; Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/ScusRltfD3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/DwcCPY25xsk/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317533203221647218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/ScusRltfD3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/DwcCPY25xsk/s400/DSC01053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, so far i think, I have yet to wear skirt to work on a weekday. Lin cheated me! She said we will wear dress together, whoever lie will be turtle.... Look at her so called "dress"... Fully wrapped from head to toe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damn cheated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Scus4S1kYAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jtRIYHYhr0A/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317533868170174466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Scus4S1kYAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jtRIYHYhr0A/s400/DSC01061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chilled out at coffee bean n more pictures~ Lazy to upload.&lt;br /&gt;Had our usual chit chat &amp;amp; gossip session. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took a cab home, the freaking cab almost made me threw up. I was so uncomfortable on the cab that I had allowed him with no idea why to add $1 more to the surcharge after carol alights without any question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4651074928292724425?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4651074928292724425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4651074928292724425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/03/they-finally-decided-to-sell-sushi-in.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Scur9dkaBCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dl2MwGtjy7g/s72-c/DSC01052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3631559690629742387</id><published>2009-03-22T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:59:49.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am feeling so miserable now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate drama that screen one episode per week.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it even more when Jiro is the lead actor...&lt;br /&gt;@#$@#^%%$&amp;amp; TMD&lt;br /&gt;Was watching this show To Get Her.. stucked at episode 5, TV show till episode 4 only! Taiwan till episode 6.. I know by tomorrow I can find episode 6 everywhere but i want to watch now!!&lt;br /&gt;ArGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3631559690629742387?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3631559690629742387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3631559690629742387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-feeling-so-miserable-now.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5346628649346409826</id><published>2009-03-11T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:57:01.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CR&lt;s&gt;A&lt;/s&gt;PS went to K~&lt;br /&gt;1st time went to K with this combination group of people.. Fun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work.. we waited almost 1/2 an hr for this stupid number 70, n it's god damn crowded! If we took a train, we should have reached within that 1/2 hr! Went to buy stuffs....&lt;br /&gt;Then we smuggled sushi in.. Sushi selection was damn long~ Womens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang like shit! I need more practice.. As usual Carol sang best.&lt;br /&gt;She accompanied me to sing all the difficult songs n i get to choose if i want the gal's or the guy's part most of the time. :D Shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time heard lin sing, her voice is suprisingly quite sweet, hope she doesn't read this.. IRL we will nv praise each other. That's our 默契!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pity had to work tml, if not i sure sing till 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked that dar came outside K after his lesson to wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even tell me he reached.. he just waited outside..&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually get such treatment. And now, he is waiting to eat his instant noodle..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling guilty..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5346628649346409826?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5346628649346409826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5346628649346409826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/03/cr-ps-went-to-k-1st-time-went-to-k-with.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7897571690712225949</id><published>2009-03-08T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:01:10.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe went to korean class organized by AsiaSoft.. &lt;br /&gt;Korean is super hard... Much harder than Jap.&lt;br /&gt;The pronunciation is damn weird.. I had a fun time hearing weird phrase tat sound like tamil...&lt;br /&gt;Only thing i absorbed from the 1st lesson was.. I can write my name in Korean now~ :D nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun has been great.. until now at least.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after soooooo long i get to shop...&lt;br /&gt;Went orchard after Jap class... ohh and Jap is getting tougher... &lt;br /&gt;1st time in class that i catch NO BALL. Guess JCS is a good choice.. 8th lesson learn much more than my 30 lessons previously. Guess I need some self study soon.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping 1 WHOLE day... only bought a pair of jeans..&lt;br /&gt;Shopping list had bag, shoe &amp; jeans.. Only 1 accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Kung Fu Chef @ Cine... I would say this show is So-So only... &lt;br /&gt;Same old reason... no crisis.. no shuai ge.. Or maybe there is to some people, but i am not a fan of Wu Jian Hao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be getting a web project to earn some $$ again.. I am feeling poor...&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got lobang pls intro.. the same old company had been paying me the one same rate since fresh graduate.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of doing a one time spree for perfumes.. will update soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-7897571690712225949?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7897571690712225949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7897571690712225949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/03/hehe-went-to-korean-class-organized-by.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7424599703766484944</id><published>2009-02-26T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:18:38.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is fragile..&lt;br /&gt;Someone I knew, just left us....&lt;br /&gt;Argh I hate talking about people in past tense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when I see him being tormented by her "departure".&lt;br /&gt;The number of times he burst out crying really hurts, but when I see him trying to be strong and hold his tears it hurts me more. U don't have to hold ur tears in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to console him.. But when I see him, or talk to him on phone, I became speechless. I really hate using those words like jie ai shun bian or what ever shit like the life is better now, relieved from all pain.. But it just have to come out from my mouth when I really had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can be around forever&lt;br /&gt;Memories fades with time&lt;br /&gt;Life is cruel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-7424599703766484944?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7424599703766484944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7424599703766484944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-fragile.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1439209577474261530</id><published>2009-02-22T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:54:08.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grr I hate it when everyone criticize Jiro. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;All the handsome meh? I think he look weird... OMG him? &lt;br /&gt;I just like....... hmph who cares about what u think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs...&lt;br /&gt;Met sec sch fren for dinner @ V8 cafe.. N i finally meet ph after 10 months? Super long lor, a foetus can be fully developed within this period of time. &lt;br /&gt;happy... but was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;Seok tried very hard to show off her "intimate" pictures with a few "handsome" ang mohs.. Glad our taste was VERY different.. Gossip... JJ getting crappier.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri / Sat CS chalet..&lt;br /&gt;Fri after work, went chalet to slack.. but! no one was there at the chalet.. poor bf n me played cards outside the locked chalet... decided to sit on the car instead after the cockroach attack.. UDMC chalet is full of cockroaches! 1st time I pity cockroach.. will come to that later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat..&lt;br /&gt;Attended fren's ROM.. But we were LATE...&lt;br /&gt;When we reach, the solemnization was OVER!! We were about 15 mins late... all we left with was phototaking.. damn PS la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SaFuvzfaVPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_UD8wN8OH0Q/s1600-h/DSC01015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SaFuvzfaVPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_UD8wN8OH0Q/s400/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305643603574019314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture.. natural EVIL smile of him =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SaFvJPVnDOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7ndyxacfMW0/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SaFvJPVnDOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7ndyxacfMW0/s400/DSC01039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305644040545832162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SaFwERO52hI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2ZGvE4ZtvmM/s1600-h/DSC01046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SaFwERO52hI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2ZGvE4ZtvmM/s400/DSC01046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305645054666856978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to post more pics.. but i realise there is this girl who "Walk light" in most of the nice pic!! Lazy to photoshop now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After BBQ, ppl left...&lt;br /&gt;A cockroach loitered ard our pit..&lt;br /&gt;Chris trapped it in a cup, preventing it to attack our food..&lt;br /&gt;3 evil guys started talking abt ways to TORTURE it.&lt;br /&gt;Unsure who suggested which, a few was... &lt;br /&gt;Throw a lighted cigarette butt in, xun1 si3 ta1&lt;br /&gt;Just cover it, will die w/o oxygen&lt;br /&gt;Grill it in the aluminum tray....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the final decision was...&lt;br /&gt;Terence lifted the cup, pour it in the another cup with a bit of fruit punch&lt;br /&gt;Shaked a little... Lifted the wire gauze..&lt;br /&gt;POUR in!&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, the poor cockroach dried n curled up...&lt;br /&gt;With a release of weird smell... It was cremated!! Leaving behind part of the body and ashes..&lt;br /&gt;To get away with this horrible act, he said... How many cockroaches get cremation?&lt;br /&gt;Yucks. Guys are scary..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1439209577474261530?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1439209577474261530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1439209577474261530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/02/grr-i-hate-it-when-everyone-criticize.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SaFuvzfaVPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_UD8wN8OH0Q/s72-c/DSC01015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8656743436274598347</id><published>2009-02-17T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:55:01.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm without repeated mentions of my blog, i almost forget i own 1.&lt;br /&gt;I am back.. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday was great. Finally get to meet tingz n jim..... &lt;br /&gt;Ok those two are excuses.. I was only interested in their babies.&lt;br /&gt;A super thin father brought a super chubby baby... &lt;br /&gt;Then the not so thin mother brought a super thin baby...&lt;br /&gt;Two baby side by side, sitting in their pram, trying hard to kick each other..&lt;br /&gt;Damn interesting la.. N i still suxs.. I still dun dare to carry them.. Fat baby i scare i will drop it, thin baby look so fragile, scare i will brk her neck..&lt;br /&gt;Sighz...&lt;br /&gt;I swear i will kill wen, jas n jim the next time i stand on my weighing scale. (out of batt now BTW) for forcing TWO damn creamy big slices of cake down my throat in replacement of the sucky redwine i had to drink for losing my bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met dar after that..&lt;br /&gt;Got our 4th pair of couple ring~&lt;br /&gt;this is the ONLY time i chose the ring... he always get the last decision on which pair to get until i nag nag nag since weeks ago... :D apparently it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was a simple dinner at sakae sushi n walking to cine to get my DIE DIE must take neo print.. and the day ended... Simple, but contented ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SZmUvthy2RI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HY7JBvW3nNI/s1600-h/vday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SZmUvthy2RI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HY7JBvW3nNI/s400/vday4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303433583601572114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8656743436274598347?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8656743436274598347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8656743436274598347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm-without-repeated-mentions-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SZmUvthy2RI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HY7JBvW3nNI/s72-c/vday4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5579492775111817737</id><published>2009-01-27T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:47:49.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY is getting more n more boring every year.&lt;br /&gt;I had never enjoy cny since 7 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve, of course stay at home to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Peng Cai was what we had. It was quite a spread....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chu 1, went to work..&lt;br /&gt;10am-10pm. I don't like CNY, rather work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should win the worst CNY award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5579492775111817737?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5579492775111817737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5579492775111817737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-is-getting-more-n-more-boring-every.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-9216564238149751737</id><published>2009-01-22T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:15:57.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arr... I hate blogshop of irresponsible fooks&lt;br /&gt;Ordered Geo lens from this blogshop, couldn't make it for the 1st mass meet up..&lt;br /&gt;Tried setting another date but failed.. Now that person come out with all sorts of rubbish like COm down.. Changed hp num.. Guess I have been scamed.. Lucky it's $22 only... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought...... another Hair Culer~&lt;br /&gt;32mm.... I love the curls.....&lt;br /&gt;Every single batch of curl is nice....&lt;br /&gt;But when they combine.. Disastrous..!! &lt;br /&gt;I look like some insane women running on the street.. &lt;br /&gt;I think it is very drying..... lets see if i ever manage to curl my hair nicely. I shall post the pic here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-9216564238149751737?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/9216564238149751737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/9216564238149751737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/01/arr.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-218245777047810198</id><published>2009-01-21T02:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:56:24.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All phrases not linked... &lt;br /&gt;Randomss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate China Town......&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with mum @ chinatown n i simply hates it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why... I have too much to list down... I can have 10 new complains on the list after every visit.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mailbox is flooded by comments(misuse as chat) in face book.&lt;br /&gt;Face book is amazing...  suprisingly after graduation from primary for 10+ yrs...... &lt;br /&gt;through 1 class photo posted on face book, we gathered commenting on primary class photo n started chatting... actually we still remember one another as a kid... Thinking back on the kiddy stuffs on who like who, n who dated who seems hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm cny clothes considered done?&lt;br /&gt;5 tops, 1 skirt, 1 short, 1 shoe&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wanted to buy jeans and more shoes.. guess tml is the last day for me to shop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw scan of fren's baby in the womb.. so amazing&lt;br /&gt;4weeks old, it's just a tiny shiny dot&lt;br /&gt;10weeks old, can see small body, tiny limb and tiny head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring life lately... Nothing interesting...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to look forward to... maybe except for my pay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-218245777047810198?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/218245777047810198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/218245777047810198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-phrases-not-linked.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-2585526238633915775</id><published>2009-01-12T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:19:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jap class lesson 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my 1st JCS jap class lesson..&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me start from the school... Building and classroom was quite ulu.. &lt;br /&gt;Our lesson was held in a MUSIC room~... those typical primary and secondary school music room.. What to expect when the school fee is so cheap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is that the sensei is a Japanese lady.. She is quite cute.. But couldn't really understand her english well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st lesson was considerably easy.. Good thing is that I still remember most of the stuff taught in my previous Jap class.. But too bad.. those class dun have cert.. have to start all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-2585526238633915775?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2585526238633915775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2585526238633915775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/01/jap-class-lesson-1-attended-my-1st-jcs.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-848987798701049466</id><published>2009-01-12T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:05:52.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=.='/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt really stupid prioritizing a wrong group of people in my life. Since I am often treated like those stuffs that get flushed away daily, I have decided. &lt;br /&gt;You guys are no longer a priority in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-848987798701049466?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/848987798701049466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/848987798701049466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/01/felt-really-stupid-prioritizing-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5931761569396050956</id><published>2009-01-10T20:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:13:53.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~Beach Party 09~&lt;br /&gt;This year party was quite a disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;I was not very bored.. but didn't really enjoy myself..&lt;br /&gt;I prefer last year's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up plan was...&lt;br /&gt;Miscommunication almost screwed up everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue was...&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa.. Sunny and windy.... I Hate the sun, and it's far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game played was ... &lt;br /&gt;I am not a very outdoor/sporty person.. Hate the team building game played on sand...&lt;br /&gt;And Damn SudoKU I will master u one day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodie bag was...&lt;br /&gt;Full of things that I would hardly use...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was ...&lt;br /&gt;BBQ Buffet.... Other than the prawn.. all taste awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prize was ...&lt;br /&gt;I got the 14th prize~~ Out of 30 prizes..&lt;br /&gt;But I was aiming for top 10! Sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all ........... (dots) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I won myself a portable DVD player from ulu "Akai" brand... If anyone is interested can let me know... I would probably let it go at real low price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SWibmW-ngzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Kf1p676DBOs/s1600-h/n690607864_1242490_3397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SWibmW-ngzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Kf1p676DBOs/s400/n690607864_1242490_3397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289648845652198194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Rasa Sentosa~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SWidJjRU3SI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Er5jBQCitoY/s1600-h/n690607864_1242497_5778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SWidJjRU3SI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Er5jBQCitoY/s400/n690607864_1242497_5778.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289650549758942498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SWidRPQbvFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YGxCq45vKvE/s1600-h/n690607864_1242498_6117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SWidRPQbvFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YGxCq45vKvE/s400/n690607864_1242498_6117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289650681825442898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela &amp; ME~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SWidmhmMPKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-v_U-y51oQ8/s1600-h/n690607864_1242500_6786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SWidmhmMPKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-v_U-y51oQ8/s400/n690607864_1242500_6786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289651047525792930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAPS is missing an "R"&lt;br /&gt;(Carol, Angela, Shulin, Pam) I miss Rayne...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5931761569396050956?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5931761569396050956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5931761569396050956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/01/beach-party-09-this-year-party-was.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SWibmW-ngzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Kf1p676DBOs/s72-c/n690607864_1242490_3397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4865745276939555373</id><published>2009-01-09T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T02:13:31.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got a webby tasked sometime last week..... N I Sux....&lt;br /&gt;Abit lost touch... Too long nv use.. Commands and short cut keys were all forgotten.. Took Damn long to warm myself up...&lt;br /&gt;Did my blog skin when i got too bored..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I realised..... Hey Quite a number of stuff in my wishlist was fulfilled... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Shall start thinking of a new list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am quite contented with life lately.... Nothing major except for opening of a joint account today =D &lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Sentosa tomorrow~~ &lt;br /&gt;Excitement level 0%&lt;br /&gt;I hate Sun &amp; Wind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4865745276939555373?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4865745276939555373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4865745276939555373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2009/01/got-webby-tasked-sometime-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4808753899220328154</id><published>2008-12-30T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:37:40.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo I got it............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if it is ok to post the pic... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will show a little of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make ur guess ^.^ ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVpACOsEHZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/p4OTFemMFU0/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVpACOsEHZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/p4OTFemMFU0/s400/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285607519719529874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4808753899220328154?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4808753899220328154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4808753899220328154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SVpACOsEHZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/p4OTFemMFU0/s72-c/DSC00917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-860126601751101865</id><published>2008-12-27T14:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:02:12.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Her wedding day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the groom came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXHAyVLcOI/AAAAAAAAANY/WziCwNp68lk/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXHAyVLcOI/AAAAAAAAANY/WziCwNp68lk/s400/DSC00759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284348554113675490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very little open door ang bao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXHePM5KaI/AAAAAAAAANg/C_D38798sqY/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXHePM5KaI/AAAAAAAAANg/C_D38798sqY/s400/DSC00763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284349060079757730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXHyZvwijI/AAAAAAAAANo/lQmb0B97PCw/s1600-h/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXHyZvwijI/AAAAAAAAANo/lQmb0B97PCw/s400/DSC00786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284349406507731506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know i was the bridesmaid until the ACTUAL day!! She told me i was her nanny, to help her touch up and change.... I was too ignorant to not understand that was the job of a bridesmaid......... SiGhzzzz I will blame her is no one marry me next time.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to chase after her and hold her dress, the best thing is she walks DAMN fast... I follow and  1/2 ran behind to chase after her.. And i kept stepping on the dress =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff favourite master piece.. Bride's face in a bubble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXJSsZf0dI/AAAAAAAAANw/Hw-drWlxq1c/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXJSsZf0dI/AAAAAAAAANw/Hw-drWlxq1c/s400/DSC00822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284351060782076370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum Seng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was initially besides my mum........ but got pushed to the side =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXMq3zaotI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2ifGeJzHNB0/s1600-h/DSC00832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXMq3zaotI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2ifGeJzHNB0/s400/DSC00832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284354774695322322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar helped us alot... Can't imagine how much more my sis n I have to travel and buy if he hadn't help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXRNUI6uvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/C_DCqUbz8zA/s1600-h/DSC00845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXRNUI6uvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/C_DCqUbz8zA/s400/DSC00845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284359764463762162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is like asking me when is my turn? I will say not so soon not so soon... But i think my bro reply was better...... He told everyone who asked him this question he will be getting married next year~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos taken after the wedding dinner at the hotel room..... This is our favourtie... Sis look like a queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXSFyz3kPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/m1l2_ELiyts/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXSFyz3kPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/m1l2_ELiyts/s400/DSC00869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284360734769647858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of us.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXScNy90JI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4WD7n0_1kZw/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXScNy90JI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4WD7n0_1kZw/s400/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284361119970742418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXSyAvOqLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Rd0CtXqEpS4/s1600-h/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXSyAvOqLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Rd0CtXqEpS4/s400/DSC00823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284361494422530226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-860126601751101865?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/860126601751101865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/860126601751101865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/12/her-wedding-day.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXHAyVLcOI/AAAAAAAAANY/WziCwNp68lk/s72-c/DSC00759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7463014247659646386</id><published>2008-12-25T11:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T14:03:06.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My 100th post for this blog~!~!&lt;br /&gt;Past few days has been super busy......&lt;br /&gt;Sis wedding and X'mas eve is finally over.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding eve.... Early in the morning when my granny, 2 aunties and 1 cousin arrived my house from penang, they suggested that for Hokkien tradition..... my sis need to bai tian gong at 11pm that night.. That resulted in a rush and chaotic shopping experience.. We had never bai tian gong b4.... We were like joking ard.. The tian gong might be saying "Eh who is this?"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei, lin and me had arranged to go register for Japanese course together.... Registration starts at 10am, we arrived at 8.40am.. Guess what? The queue is super long liao... All the way from 5th floor down to ground floor, extended to 4-5 shops away. When we finally joined the queue, we are 2-3 metres away from the road.. holding the queue number of 238-240. Best thing, we didn't know we had to pay the 1st installment that day, PLUS, we didn't know we can only pay BY CASH! We ran all the way to ATM to draw CASH out and back to the school... Shagged....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally done with registration, we needed to do manicure =D met da jie at bugis... and manicured at JEAN YIP... I don't like the nail colours there, the service is also So-So only... China lady doing the job and they tried very hard to Chup in our converstation from time to time to promote their packages.. Hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the Madness shopping of buying 100 million things in less than an hr. They continued shopping when I met jeff to tie the bridal's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN PAISEH........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is staring..... Peeping..... Commenting..... Pointing....&lt;br /&gt;at the car....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXEPs1h7WI/AAAAAAAAANA/jCuCF1PzEhA/s1600-h/DSC00709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXEPs1h7WI/AAAAAAAAANA/jCuCF1PzEhA/s400/DSC00709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284345511801908578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXEwC-oIRI/AAAAAAAAANI/5dIhy1sAIGE/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXEwC-oIRI/AAAAAAAAANI/5dIhy1sAIGE/s400/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284346067501457682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXE_qqHcpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5-OYKmnDhvg/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXE_qqHcpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5-OYKmnDhvg/s400/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284346335850885778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-7463014247659646386?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7463014247659646386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7463014247659646386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-100th-post-for-this-blog-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SVXEPs1h7WI/AAAAAAAAANA/jCuCF1PzEhA/s72-c/DSC00709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-974758313988192766</id><published>2008-12-20T02:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:31:50.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvlaYhA94I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q5cG_Gx9fiE/s1600-h/FRH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvlaYhA94I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q5cG_Gx9fiE/s320/FRH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281567229442324354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to AUDITIONSEA!!! I went to Fahrenheit's Concert FOC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvjGNS_HTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3Hx5Z8ZcxSM/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvjGNS_HTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3Hx5Z8ZcxSM/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281564683810053426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just back from their concert.. Superb~~ Shuai GeSsss~! =D~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Unlike some of the other singer, singing live was just as nice and as perfect as they sing in the album..!! &lt;33 Jiro Wang Dong Chen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvmUxQU5tI/AAAAAAAAAMg/st_k8z6Gi3g/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvmUxQU5tI/AAAAAAAAAMg/st_k8z6Gi3g/s320/DSC00661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281568232515626706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures and videos~ I will keep the drooling stuff to myself...........1st, I'll just share 1 for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvnuPRn_9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/94acpgwxDL8/s1600-h/Jiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvnuPRn_9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/94acpgwxDL8/s400/Jiro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281569769582493650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightz jiro =D~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-974758313988192766?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/974758313988192766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/974758313988192766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-thanks-to-auditionsea-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SUvlaYhA94I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q5cG_Gx9fiE/s72-c/FRH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-99845511666305797</id><published>2008-12-16T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:44:16.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shopping for clothing and accessories for sis wedding is burning a big hole in my pocket and using up all my stregth and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping 1 whole afternoon, i finally struggled to buy everything that can be seen that i need. Those can't be seen, i will reconsider if i still wants to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;I am so damn sick of shopping, to sqeeuze around in the crowd, queing to pay, to lead the way and open road/door for people walking/hiding behind me. Grr! But i have yet to buy any xmas present.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched twilight @ MS, It was SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;GRR GRR I should have saved the $$ on the books instead... Not that i didn't intend to buy the book... I searched EVERYWHERE for book 2 and 3...... from Popular at paya lebar and simei... small bookstore in simei... times.... harris.... MPH.... ALL SOLD out!! Only borders has it..... I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sad..... the movie spoilt my "perfect" imagination of edward......&lt;br /&gt;The story was cut short, which i had predicted. But there was not enough romance, crisis was not tense... and the worst part the PEPPER thingy... Music sucks too... Sad.. I had look forward so much.... sighz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-99845511666305797?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/99845511666305797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/99845511666305797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/12/shopping-for-clothing-and-accessories.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7557986371799051056</id><published>2008-12-10T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:48:31.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz...... dyed my hair n everyone started calling me ah lian! Though the colour was not what i had chosen, i quite like the highlight =D $150 and 4-5hrs spent making my hair..... lucky mummy went with me if not will bored to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what... i bought a story book~! Shocking!! I haven't spent on any book since "True Singapore Ghost Story 10" i think... The other day, i walked passed mph at city link, I suddenly had the urge of reading a book... So I drag bf into mph  &amp; grab 1 relatively cheap book "Twilight!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes @ work and choices to be made..... &lt;br /&gt;actually it's easy to make decision at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;i would choose whichever side who offer me more $$ =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week went by uneventfully.. cos I was hooked on RAPPELZ again~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 - Jie wedding&lt;br /&gt;24 - X'mas celebration in office then&lt;br /&gt;     Maybe with colleagues/bf/ting jie's grp for awhile&lt;br /&gt;     Then at night with the girls&lt;br /&gt;25 - X'MAS day!! WORK (Extra $$)&lt;br /&gt;31 - taking LEAVE~ BF bringing me to count down~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this year.. nothing really interesting.. but i am contented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-7557986371799051056?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7557986371799051056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7557986371799051056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/12/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4182188147238136689</id><published>2008-12-04T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:54:05.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Dar went to make his hair @ far east and I had 1.5 hrs to shop. That was a bad bad idea.. In 1hr, i spent $100! His hair looks alright.. Not bad.. abit beng though.. Can't blame the hair colour, guess fault lies with the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.......... I Finally bought my dress @ the oh so common shop Daniel Yam... Yes S size!&lt;br /&gt;Bet many heard me grumbling that I couldn't zip the S size dress.....&lt;br /&gt;Why don't I just buy an M size? I can't!! Tried, but it almost slip down me.. &lt;br /&gt;But np! Hehe i found one purple bubble bottom dress, with NO ZIP.. SO i can fit in! But still send to alter.. Alter shorter of course. another 100++ bucks gone&lt;br /&gt;Still have to buy...&lt;br /&gt;1) That thing u wear inside that wun fall off without strap&lt;br /&gt;2) Black or Silver super duper high and shinny shoe&lt;br /&gt;3) Maybe a purse to go with my shoe...&lt;br /&gt;ANything elsE? hmm... let me think abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke......&lt;br /&gt;Broke......&lt;br /&gt;Broke......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4182188147238136689?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4182188147238136689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4182188147238136689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunday-dar-went-to-make-his-hair-far.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3337323026909051380</id><published>2008-12-01T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:54:26.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>你就是这种人&lt;br /&gt;你就是这么自私&lt;br /&gt;除了你自己&lt;br /&gt;其他人一点也不重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from Tang Men... The exact feeling that I am having.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3337323026909051380?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3337323026909051380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3337323026909051380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/12/quoted-from-tang-men.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-2467853821795651810</id><published>2008-11-29T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:50:34.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>天下无不散之筵席&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-2467853821795651810?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2467853821795651810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2467853821795651810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6623797921724712949</id><published>2008-11-16T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:14:59.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm last saturday went BBQ with the girls @ Pasir Ris.....&lt;br /&gt;Food looks little, but was still too much for us, cos 1 didn't come. As usual was held up by work. I can't grumble.... I used to be like that, and now I am used to be treated like that. I finally get my very last birthday present for this year... I would say I love the leather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, went orchard with seok~ We have not went out for a very long time..&lt;br /&gt;And I bought my Oxymask trail pack. Saw a lots of rants and raves on this mask that create miracles...The normal size is 98 bucks! I do enjoy the process when you apply the mask, the foam starts appearing, and bubbles bursting on your face. Quite refreshing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched coffin @ cine.. Not very scary, a little touching... If I have someone who I love and loved me so much, even if he/she reach the netherland and return to visit me, I will try not to be so afraid. If I can, I would want to see him again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a belated bday celebration and a day @ town, why do I sound so sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Cos I am updating this 1 week after all these, and I am feeling down right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god son is going to be an orphan soon. I can't even show that I am sad or disturbed by this cos my bf will be unhappy. I do hate their parents now. They decided to "SELL" their baby, for others to adopt eventhough the brother of that irresponsible father wanted to keep and take care of the baby. Fucking Retards... If you know your marriage won't last, you should have aborted the baby! And since you have decided you want to divorce after your 10 months marriage, be responsible and decide who to take care of your poor 1 yr 2 mths old baby! Believe in karma, do more good deeds while u still can.... FUCKERS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One phrase! They just used one phrase to explain for all these.&lt;br /&gt;"IT WAS A FUCKING MISTAKE FROM THE START&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember how many times have I heard this from irresponsible fools... Not all used on me la, heard ppl using it for brk up. Sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have limited vocab, I just can't express my feelings with any words from my dictionary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that I have a very sad and helpless friend now, I am sorry I can't console you. I know you will see this.. Take Care and cheer up.. U know I care... *Hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6623797921724712949?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6623797921724712949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6623797921724712949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm-last-saturday-went-bbq-with-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8745379882998035881</id><published>2008-11-05T22:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:02:42.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today....... My brother POP~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 9 months of intensive training, he's finally out.. Corporal now..&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the badge pinning ceremony, there was this performance under the water.. We get to see the performance through this window panel which was under water...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGyxgEPkZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SYdEC2vid_k/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265186002863886738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGyxgEPkZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SYdEC2vid_k/s320/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mum took this!! Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGybWDT_dI/AAAAAAAAAMA/G86nYG7A9zk/s1600-h/DSC00539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265185622218505682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGybWDT_dI/AAAAAAAAAMA/G86nYG7A9zk/s320/DSC00539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's 1 out of the few who was awarded. I think we look tiny beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGyJto2muI/AAAAAAAAAL4/n5C4MClzKWU/s1600-h/DSC00542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265185319312333538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGyJto2muI/AAAAAAAAAL4/n5C4MClzKWU/s320/DSC00542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the ceremony,when we were stuffing food, i saw him standing on top!.. Quickly grab my camera n snap... Just after this shot... BOOM!! He jumped! and landed in the pool below....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGxdLv2LdI/AAAAAAAAALw/umwEr-fC27o/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265184554300616146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGxdLv2LdI/AAAAAAAAALw/umwEr-fC27o/s320/DSC00545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too fast... Didn't manage to snap it.. Wasted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This should be 2 storey high..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling is weird... Imagine.. like not long ago... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little boy attended swimming lesson with me, and was always struggling. I always help him through or keep an eye on him even during swimming lesson..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyoo.. I feel old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8745379882998035881?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8745379882998035881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8745379882998035881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/11/today.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SRGyxgEPkZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SYdEC2vid_k/s72-c/DSC00510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8424659650167077606</id><published>2008-11-02T12:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:40:57.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>?? What is this??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263906967339725858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0nf1b89CI/AAAAAAAAALY/t2xkfVoxh1I/s320/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadah~ My New Baby~ HTC Touch Pro~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263907867022906802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0oUNBI1bI/AAAAAAAAALg/6RLqa3Zo8oM/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pardon the bad quality pictures, but it is a really nice phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0nQOB9i3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/tuScnKwGWs0/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263906699063692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0nQOB9i3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/tuScnKwGWs0/s320/DSC00504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super love this phone. (Ignore the leg behind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0nEdu6nGI/AAAAAAAAALI/UC0CfH5arpI/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263906497120345186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0nEdu6nGI/AAAAAAAAALI/UC0CfH5arpI/s320/DSC00503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With keypad below~~ But heart a bit pain after paying..... I count for you to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starhub 2 yrs plan = $788&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voucher = -$50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trade in = -$100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total = $638!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I paid so much for a phone??? Hell NO! heart pain u noe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had sponsor~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0m0mXI6PI/AAAAAAAAALA/7UrVIavlYyg/s1600-h/my23bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263906224558631154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0m0mXI6PI/AAAAAAAAALA/7UrVIavlYyg/s320/my23bday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dar paid 1/3 for me as a bday gift on top on my bday present~ &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o.O what? 1/3 is a lot hor, we bought the same phone, he needs to pay for his own phone also hor. Okay that was on friday when we know that our pay is in, went down PS &amp;amp; wanted to purchase the phone... But WTH Out of Stock. Wanting this phone desperately, dar called 1633 and ask for the stock in other branches... It was 7.15pm then... There are some low stock @ cuppage and we chiong down within 15 mins... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tues, went Kbuffet with mummy and jie mei... Confirmed with sis on monday....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday night, wen called then i realise i had a date with them on tues too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I know I was only available on tues and unknowingly arranged all my dates on the same day.. =D Nvm grabbed my present from them and went to sing K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Present from them = Cash + Ring (don't think i will ever wear it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263914909654277922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0uuI3TXyI/AAAAAAAAALo/si6RhoP8PIg/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8424659650167077606?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8424659650167077606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8424659650167077606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-this-tadah-my-new-baby-htc.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SQ0nf1b89CI/AAAAAAAAALY/t2xkfVoxh1I/s72-c/DSC00499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-2877395335633771737</id><published>2008-10-27T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:02:48.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually back for very long already.. but didn't have time to update.&lt;br /&gt;Not much pic, bringing camera around is too troublesome.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a few @ Genting. First thing i saw that I find it interesting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261846262139808050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQXVTAWPaTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9AzC9Q4LRWk/s320/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Do not feed the monkey! Yeah nobody feeds them, they just left a pile of biscuits on the bench and they will feed themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another pic i like... I captured this... Amazing? I caught him in the cloud with monkey god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261847339819971074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQXWRvBNsgI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aQVM6rsvYL8/s320/DSC00432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I seriously hate bus journey, car sick was horrible. I swear~ Next trip will be on plane! Taiwan!! Taiwan!! in March!! (Hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..... It was my birthday~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261849175710292178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQXX8mPk2NI/AAAAAAAAAJg/j60brAHLQxE/s320/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why did I post a picture of me and a guy? And that guy is not my bf??&lt;br /&gt;This is sven, his birthday was 1 day before me~ So we celebrated together. Forced to take weird weird pictures.. But the very not on me, took a few reluctantly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261848314169617010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SQXXKcwRanI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hcApK0fN7SY/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ok the red eye thingy makes everyone's eyes looks weird...... Cannot blame me.. Not I take one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard the news.. Lacking sleep is one of the cause for gaining weight. Everything cut short here. Nite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-2877395335633771737?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2877395335633771737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2877395335633771737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-back-actually-back-for-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SQXVTAWPaTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9AzC9Q4LRWk/s72-c/DSC00416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1224140919486793205</id><published>2008-10-14T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:46:58.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally a day with few hours to spend @ home. Off work at 6pm and i reach home @ 6.45pm! This feeling is shiok! To have time to sit down at the dinning table eating home cooked food, type your blog for hours while surfing web or watching drama series which everyone had finish watching..&lt;br /&gt;Initial mission was to pack bag~ *Mission failed though*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to plan schedule for nov~ Its hard to imagine that for the outing on 7th with AS girls, we actually plan it 1 month ahead. Now any kaki wanna go out in nov? Gotta start planning now. I know i have been grumbling a lot... But i am just not satisfied with my life. I don't get it why everything i do that makes me happy all seems to be wrong. There are not many things that I enjoying doing, not many places that I enjoy going. I don't even laugh easily watching comedy.. Just wanted to relax myself abit and i got so many complains... Received sms @ 5am, "WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN. WHY ARE YOU HOME SO LATE?" yes all caps!! Like i need you to care what time i reach home and where i go. Another one, nagged for 1 hr to complain that I went out with other friends but not them... I seem to have many weird friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis getting married in dec and everything started getting chaotic recently. I realise... wedding is not a 2 person thing, is two family thing..... COmplicated and weird.. people expect you to do things automatically when they don't even tell you what they want.. zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down..... 2 more days to get away from this "Whatever you do is wrong" shit place for a few days. I am really looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1224140919486793205?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1224140919486793205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1224140919486793205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-day-with-few-hours-to-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5561324487916033618</id><published>2008-10-12T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:37:49.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday!~~ Dear's bday eve.&lt;br /&gt;The guys in his team bought him present and cake~!&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought oh lin bday is on 12 Oct 1 day after jeff maybe can cut the cake together... Then suddenly remember aaron bday is sat too... can cut cake together... when we gathered behind~~ All the october babies was dragged in..... SO ended up 1 cake for alex, jeff, aaron, lin, lian, sven, me and cara... total 8 person~!! We went KTV @ night....... Shag, didn't sing much..... Home @ 4+am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday~~ Dear's Birthday~!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to dress up nice nice but i overslept aGAIN~!~!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot blame me, you see, I am so busy!! How can i not be exhausted?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't plan the day well.... I hide his present in my bag and we went PS~&lt;br /&gt;Catch the movie, eagle eye and went late dinner at cartel.. I had a few places in mind, but everything have to change cos the movie ended at 8.30... and he seem famished.&lt;br /&gt;@ cartel we have our st lousie rib and i finally pass him the presents.&lt;br /&gt;SUper AngrY!&lt;br /&gt;I happily watch him unwrap the present and took the watch out... Then the 1st thing he ask was..... got warranty right? u still have the receipt? Then i realise........ the second hand stop at 1 dot before the 12oclock place...!! 1 more present is a belt........ last one.... not going to tell u :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday cake~!! not wedding cake :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SPIeVsbnjyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/seTO07zIgSA/s1600-h/dar23bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256297073147875106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SPIeVsbnjyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/seTO07zIgSA/s320/dar23bday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday Dar dar~!~!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5561324487916033618?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5561324487916033618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5561324487916033618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-dears-bday-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SPIeVsbnjyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/seTO07zIgSA/s72-c/dar23bday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-446436075896204727</id><published>2008-10-12T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:45:24.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 2 weeks away from my birthday and i received 2 presents already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start my story from 06Oct last monday. Last min follow bf n colleagues chill out at mansion. The drinks was not really cheap, we had beer only. Didn't dare to hold the microphone n sing cos no kaki... Heard sven's fren sing, damn powerful! exactly like Andy Lau. Slack till 5+, went home sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So tues, i was suppose to meet the girls @ 1pm...... and I woke at 12.30. Manage to get prepared and leave home in 20mins time..... So i thought i was gonna be late, tried getting a cab.... and...... waited for 10 mins for a cab.. stuck in traffic jam @ enous and scotts road due to the digging on road here and there... and i reached there almost an hour late.... They were grumbling and tried to rob me in paying their manicure/pedicure $$ for them..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256289574037795282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SPIXhMEcsdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3-cakggIRAQ/s320/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayne did her nails with alternate colours which she claims like the tiles of the floor~ but i think it look nice, gotta do pink for sis wedding.. Lin and me did shimmering black with silver tip :D one more is angela, but she did pedicure... so no pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256289222487318354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SPIXMucSH1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/pcOZY7d_IHU/s320/ange,lin,ray,pam3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The only presentable pic we took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256293655457157730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SPIbOwip0mI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6zj2vOkLqSY/s320/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My first bday present this year~!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-446436075896204727?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/446436075896204727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/446436075896204727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-2-weeks-away-from-my-birthday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SPIXhMEcsdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3-cakggIRAQ/s72-c/DSC00406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5951915166372361102</id><published>2008-10-02T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:57:18.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting more and more upset each day. I need a new working environment.&lt;br /&gt;Now my shift is 1-10pm, so i work 5 days a week. No more night shift, meaning 200-300 bucks lesser. NVM.&lt;br /&gt;So tonight i have to stay until 11 for some reason and tomorrow i have to go office at 8am for another reason. Guess what? I could not claim OT. So my shift is changed from 1-10 to 8-5. That's a fabulous FLEXIBLE shift timing. When you need me, my shift is change like shit, i work shit hours, when you think my presence is not needed, you let me go early so that I don't claim OT. I am fucking pissed. With the basic wages here, I can't even afford to eat grass. WTF am I thinking to have worked here diligently for so long taking such amount of pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My part time pay yrs ago was even higher, my free lance job was 1.5 of the amount now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new job. Any introduction?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5951915166372361102?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5951915166372361102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5951915166372361102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-more-and-more-upset-each-day.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8586473169946960294</id><published>2008-09-27T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:21:37.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please choose'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stayed in the office for more than 20hrs.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; always been happy to go work, even I had to do OT for only 1 hr, or I just go back office to find bf, I had never grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;My bf is there, my good friends are there, my bosses are kind n nice.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I can still say the above phrase in present tense in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;The changes was nothing against my benefits, but i felt sorry for my friends. We have become like a big family, having the same goal and thinking the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were looking for a party to fight the bosses in the dungeon, you found 1 that your friend introed. This party was not excellent, however, you joined to play tgt with ur friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found that the party was great, there were tanker, damage dealer (dds), buffers, healer. You made friends with them all. Sharing the drops and gaining EXP and GOLD. Happy time goes for hrs... and suddenly, another party came to snatch the bosses u have been waiting for to spawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, the tanker who always stood in front and tank the mobs with his shield suddenly logged off. Seeing this, the opponent party lured the bosses and led the bosses to attack our party.&lt;br /&gt;The healer is trying his best to heal us all, but everyone was hurt. Healer's MP will be drained soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one of the dds, will you...&lt;br /&gt;1) Stay there, continue dealing damage until healer is out and die, unless tanker returns&lt;br /&gt;2) Quit, find a better party and start fighting from small/low exp mobs&lt;br /&gt;3) Join the opponent party and fight the boss u have been waiting for hrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8586473169946960294?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8586473169946960294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8586473169946960294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/09/imagine.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8451061653110972510</id><published>2008-09-21T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:19:32.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never to busy to complain that I am busy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel low, I don't like these feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 1: Whenever i say i want to go somewhere, i will get, "Ok lor" 10 sec later, "eh see tml what time i wake up lor" or "eh see if i this or that or not lor". Not sincere in going at all, whereas other people ask him out, no matter how early, how he doesn't like that place, he will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 2: It's weird hearing good friend A talking bad about good friend B. I can't be telling B what A said and I can't protect B by scolding or shutting A up. I am not sure who is telling the truth and I am suppose to be neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 3: I think i am growing fatter and fatter as i breath. I hate this feeling that I have to cover my bulging tummy after meal. Grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wondering how much farts did I breath in daily? Seems like I am bound to hear someone farting everyday. Gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8451061653110972510?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8451061653110972510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8451061653110972510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/09/feel-low-i-dont-like-these-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-707642055857402958</id><published>2008-09-16T11:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:18:21.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jie's birthday celebration @ PS Lao Beijin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat, I took my very first 1/2 day annual leave. To think that i have been in the company for more than a year, this is the first time i took leave.. So I was pardoned for sending the leave form in a wrong format :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't remember all the name of dishes we ordered i only know the nicest dish was their 北京烤鸭.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246465543458024786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SM8wnWQkbVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oao-_yw2uWI/s320/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246466024229954402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SM8xDVRh42I/AAAAAAAAAIY/RwO-sr4LXH0/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After rebonding my hair has become so messy! any bit of wind can mess up my hair. I hate it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday was a busy day.. I wanted to buy a standing full length mirror for my room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1st stop: old airport for breakfast&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd stop: goldenmile to check out prices&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3rd stop: Tampines Ikea to check out on my mirror ( Found 1 ugly wooden border mirror for 49 bucks, but it is too ugly to be allowed in my room.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4th stop: Tampines courts to check out on my mirror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5th stop: Carrefour to hunt for my mirror (still couldn't find, so bought 3 bolster as requested by mummy, dump them on the car and walk to millenium walk.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6th stop: millenium walk, continue hunting for my mirror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7th stop: marina square hunt for mirror (Saw a nice standing mirror from Italy~ Nice but DAMN expensive) and i finally decided I can give up the thought of buying a standing mirror. Why don't I just try to get rid of my sister's abandoned table sitting in my room and buy a dressing table. Price wise no big different..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the time i gave up the thought it was already near 8pm... Exhausted.. 11 reach home, sit on sofa and KO! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-707642055857402958?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/707642055857402958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/707642055857402958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/09/jies-birthday-celebration-ps-lao-beijin.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SM8wnWQkbVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oao-_yw2uWI/s72-c/DSC00400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8652401688379820871</id><published>2008-09-11T10:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:51:14.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busy busy busy...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe got a feeling my blog will cease service pretty soon... It has been awhile since i have time to slack at home, in front of my com and do some surfing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe and i finally found this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SM8pQHnJZCI/AAAAAAAAAII/zlJZ5CAiuNw/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246457447807804450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SM8pQHnJZCI/AAAAAAAAAII/zlJZ5CAiuNw/s320/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheap, nice &amp;amp; good digital weighing scale. $24.95 from watson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mooncake was a disapointment. Its either i ordered from the wrong place, or the standard dropped.. To think that I keep advertising for them.. haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8652401688379820871?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8652401688379820871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8652401688379820871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/09/hehe-got-feeling-my-blog-will-cease.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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/_idQYk1SYefk/SM8pQHnJZCI/AAAAAAAAAII/zlJZ5CAiuNw/s72-c/DSC00387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6926453982162903224</id><published>2008-08-26T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:54:36.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am Super Women!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25Aug 08&lt;br /&gt;2pm woke up&lt;br /&gt;7+ meet bf dinner n go work&lt;br /&gt;Work from 10pm to.....26 Aug 08&lt;br /&gt;10am finsih work&lt;br /&gt;10am-4.30pm OT&lt;br /&gt;4.45pm home &amp;amp; bath&lt;br /&gt;5pm sleep&lt;br /&gt;8.30 wake and eat and now 11.30 i am still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My money is really hard earned.... Exchanged with my health and youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just placed my order for mooncake!! All from raffles hotel, yummy champagne moonkcake... Tried it when i was in wallenius which was ard 2 yrs ago... Tried hunting it last yr to buy for mummy, but too late... This year OrderD damn EARLY.. somemore sis husband got staff discount...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reservation 2 boxes, bf's 2 boxes, both 1 snowskin 1 baked, but his purchase for baked moon cake is for my family and my purchase for baked moon cake is for his family. Then the price for both is the same. Its machiam like we buy for ourselves but we still say till like we are buying for each other family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.....&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday, while i was loitering at bedok waiting for my dinner @ night, smsed n asked if seok is home, and she within 10 mins came down to accompany me ^^&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I will have this feeling I need to COMPLAIN if not i will EXPLODE, but when I have someone whom I can complain to in front of me, my mind went blank. Like totally no anger, no agitation. Guess I am very forgiving right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat&lt;br /&gt;I am sway. Finally saw fireworks this yr........ @ 9pm I draged bf from office to watch fireworks with me @ the staircase. Initial view was great. I can see the whole ball of sparks in different colours. So after around 5 mins of enjoyment with no obstacles, the heaven thought he was too nice to me, so he tried to cover my view.&lt;br /&gt;Smokes starts to gather. The fireworks begin to hide behind this BLACK smoke cloud. Super off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Death Race @ PS. I quite like this show cos i'm a sadist. Racer race and tries to kill one another in order to win 5 races to gain their freedom from jail. They died in different ways through different means. Not bad.. Watch it if you are a sadist. Shop ard and played the usual arcade game. We are eyeing on Samsung omnia, guess i should be able to get it in OCT. Bf casually said he will pay 1/2 for me hehe hope he mean it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i feel sleepy again. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6926453982162903224?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6926453982162903224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6926453982162903224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-super-women-i-dont-need-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4917318397578311378</id><published>2008-08-18T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:00:57.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe my accessories from lian's spree is here... Super in love with the treble clef bracelet. I suddenly remember, years ago, i had a trumpet necklace that i super love too... but this @#$@^ indian teacher confiscated it. She seem to spy on me everyday and took almost everything from me, my necklace, pointed comb, earring, nail ring, catch my skirt, catch my hair... eek juz expressing my hatred towards her confiscating one of my favourite necklace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch meet dave with colleagues~ 9 in total...&lt;br /&gt;We watch at 11.15AM!! but suprisingly, nobody was late. Meet dave was not bad... Funny show..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing very touching, nothing very romantic... just laugh n forget kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear parked @ carnhill carpark n it cost $18.50! Damn eXpensive lor. I think enough to take cab there and take cab home already. So he parked there, we walked to cine for movie, then walked to taka for them to eat lunch then go lucky plaza for arcade. Again we started walking to borders for coffee... Its like bloody far!! sit @ borders coffee place till 5+ when it started to rain.. We took  30 mins to squeeze from borders back to carnhill! Suxs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.. Had a lot of plans for monday.. But everything was ruined. I think i really should not make any more pre plans. Non of my plan will go smoothly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4917318397578311378?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4917318397578311378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4917318397578311378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/08/hehe-my-accessories-from-lians-spree-is.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3615956590237196870</id><published>2008-08-16T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:37:09.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally cut n rebonded my hair....&lt;br /&gt;This time better, more ppl asked if i rebonded my hair rather than the last time, i said i rebonded but nobody believes. I just hate it when the hair dresser say aiyo ur hair is too thick need to trim it thinner... Then I said dun wan too thin if not rebond already not straight.. Apparently they DOn't CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went orchard, bought mirror, bought bag, bought hair clips, bought sweet...&lt;br /&gt;went KTV... Sang and ate...&lt;br /&gt;It was enjoyable, but somehow, something didn't feel right....&lt;br /&gt;Something was missing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt lonely even when I had companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn from scratch, is there a book on Be happy for dummies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3615956590237196870?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3615956590237196870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3615956590237196870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-cut-n-rebonded-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-2355226576722491666</id><published>2008-08-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:17:39.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Knowing that everything is impossible to become back as how it used to be but still pretend ignorance and asked if things would stay as it is in the dream...&lt;br /&gt;Though I was rejected and hit on hard by reality answer in my dream.... I still wake to hope that everything is back to how it used to be years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke and realised I was back to reality.... and i broke into tears....&lt;br /&gt;No! I was not afraid...... I choked..... he came back to visit us, this feeling of lost and heartache filled... tears couldn't stop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope dream was reality and vice versa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-2355226576722491666?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2355226576722491666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2355226576722491666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/08/knowing-that-everything-is-impossible.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4413735936664519046</id><published>2008-08-12T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:38:40.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='only grumbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no pic no story'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did those circle thing on top for my project thought it look not too bad in purple decided to add it to my plain blog skin. I know my skin is ugly. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember in maths class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive + Positive = Positive&lt;br /&gt;Positive + Negative = Negative&lt;br /&gt;Negative + Negative = Positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not true! You see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) + :) = :) (this one correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) + :( = :( (this one correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( + :( = :@ (go msn and type :@ n u noe what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;I thought i should get a postitive answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made up my mind. I am going to so something to my hair in few hours time.&lt;br /&gt;MY hair is really making me sick.&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut super thin and short. I really think my weight doesn't go down is due to my hair.&lt;br /&gt;As i exercise it grew, so the body weight lost has been covered and replaced by my hair weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolololol crap. Long hair makes me hate to sweat and walk gently and slowly if not hair messy.&lt;br /&gt;First step to weight lost. Cut hair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4413735936664519046?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4413735936664519046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4413735936664519046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/08/did-those-circle-thing-on-top-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-2048563944153206622</id><published>2008-08-10T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T03:32:21.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pathetic'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this is how i spend my national day. Woke up at 10+, force myself back to bed and slept till 1pm. Then watch this crappy show hot chicks on MIO tv, slack awhile, go back slp again. Until 7+. Every year i would have a date hunting fireworks with me.. but well this yr is an exception. Should have agreed to go out with wen's group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我不说就不在意空等候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am slow, just started watching this show perfect cut after the TV stop screening and i super love the main and sub theme. Maybe the emotional me right now will prefer this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;石欣卉&lt;br /&gt;你没想像中爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你小心翼翼 牵我手&lt;br /&gt;其实是担忧 藏不住我&lt;br /&gt;自尊也投降 活在她之下&lt;br /&gt;我 好傻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你字字句句说 你不爱她&lt;br /&gt;那又是什么 让你害怕&lt;br /&gt;我疑惑但是原谅 因为你留下&lt;br /&gt;我 好傻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我不说就不在意空等候&lt;br /&gt;原来 你没想像中那么爱我&lt;br /&gt;我不懂该拿什么安慰我的难受&lt;br /&gt;你的存在 让我更寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你寸步不离 像天使的她&lt;br /&gt;挥霍我的爱 从不放心上&lt;br /&gt;我有一丝无奈 也有一些明白&lt;br /&gt;该 放开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我不说就不在意空等候&lt;br /&gt;原来 你没想像中那么爱我&lt;br /&gt;我不能再从你的怀抱感觉到什么&lt;br /&gt;不爱我别再说 假装爱那是撒盐在伤口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊~~ 谁说我不在意空等候&lt;br /&gt;原来 你从来都没深刻爱我&lt;br /&gt;我才懂不是我不心痛&lt;br /&gt;其实是心没了感受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呜~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你没想像中爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone doubted if ur parent or bf or fren's love?&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;From young, i feel that my mum don't love me. She is always bias.&lt;br /&gt;Bf seem to be interested in everything else except hanging ard with me.&lt;br /&gt;Fren? I don't think i have a BFF that can bribe me with my secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are in doubt is it wrong to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok another song that I keep humming by genie zhuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一二三四五六七&lt;br /&gt;追我的人很多滴&lt;br /&gt;我的世界因为你&lt;br /&gt;而全面封闭&lt;br /&gt;多说一句我爱你&lt;br /&gt;又不会要你的命&lt;br /&gt;想要生气&lt;br /&gt;却不敢随便生气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True right? 多说一句我爱你&lt;br /&gt;又不会要你的命&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone using your 我爱你 so sparingly?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-2048563944153206622?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2048563944153206622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2048563944153206622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-i-am-slow-just-started-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6326308871099666178</id><published>2008-08-04T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:41:10.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HateS 1... People can really pissed u off by chanting into your ears. Worst thing is that I was unable to get rid of this FucKing noisy bossy flies flying ard my ear for hours.. God Damn PissED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HateS 2... Excuse me, what is wrong with high heels? Lotza ladies only have heels in their cupboard. Is it because I am short that's why I was not allowed to wear a heels to be 3-4 cms taller? WTF lor, i think even if i was 30 cms taller i would still love heels. I think girls who wear heels looks charming. If you want to say ur heels looks nice, where u bought it feel free to ask. If u want to ask why your heel so high? wear so high also no use la or aren't u sick wearing heels? STFU I don't need u to question what i wear.&lt;br /&gt;Since I was 14, I interact with tall girls with platforms and heels. It goes better with our attire (Ya i use to dress better b4 i got tgt with jeff) and i am used to it. Fuck off and Shut UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HateS 3... I hate to be alone when I don't have to be. I don't like the feeling of waiting and waiting and waiting for this someone who is not interested in meeting when I could be enjoying my time outside with someone else who is willing and happy to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;Friday after the previous night shift, went home slept ZERO hr and went to meet shulin they all at marina square to watch the lauching event of RichmanSEA. They had this character fashion show and they throw fortune cookies after that. Guess what? I was 1 of the 4 lucky winners~ =D and everyone started asking me to treat breakfast the next day... But hold! let me tell u how i spend it. REad on... So after they left for office, i was like walking alone... I thought of going back first, but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat morning, was damn late, suppose to meet tracie 6.45 but i woke up at 6.40~ and we had to reach at 7.30am! So chop chop bath n took a cab down. But when we reach nobody was there yet.. Whole day event...... Super shag........... But we went to watch Mummy at 12am! Xiao bai helped us getting ppl to reserver the seats and discount for us ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun.. I woke at 1pm and had to carry my leg off my bed to the ground. My legs were swollen like pig trotter..... Massage it, rub it... sighz... After that met angela and rayne at marina square. Angela brought her baby girl, gwen along. Super cute la her, after dinner @ Sakae she finally hold my hand and walk... then awhile more when angela was talking to someone else... She finally let me hug... She keeps drooling and throws everything away.........Whahhaa SupER Duper cutE!&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the lucky draw...... rayne &amp;amp; i went zara! Two tops for me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i mentioned about the lucky draw right? Grand prize is a 32 inch Plasma TV, and guess what? when the name were called... it was ANGELA!! See! I drag her out to marina square and she brings home a 32 INCH PLASMA TV!! I am also a lucky star hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya back to explain where I spend my cash won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cab fare       - $7.20&lt;br /&gt;*Breakfast    - $17.70&lt;br /&gt;*Sakae Dinner - $43&lt;br /&gt;*Tops - $56&lt;br /&gt;Total = 123.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cash won - Total spent = -35.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DOn't ask me to treat makan le!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6326308871099666178?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6326308871099666178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6326308871099666178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/08/hates-1.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-20681011228628243</id><published>2008-07-30T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:09:25.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Movie again~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me count how many movies have i watch in July?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted&lt;br /&gt;The bank job&lt;br /&gt;Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;Money No Enough 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok not many, but we seldom watch so many shows in a month. Next one will be MuMMY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Bf and I went to watch Money no enough 2 with chris n sven.. I must complain! The other day i was like telling bf, money no enough 2 coming soon.. in 1 or 2 days time. His immediate reaction was, o.O huh singapore movie, will be screen on TV soon. Then i was like ok lor then we wait tv to show. Then yesterday Chris ask if he wans to watch he immediately Ok lor! Eekss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jie's house today... I stood on the "working perfectly fine" weighing machine and OMG!!! I am 0.8kg heavier! Diet Diet Diet! I need to watch my diet closely. If not how to squeeze in nice gown on her wedding.. So i used her workout machine and shed 30 calories if the machine din count wrongly. Whaha 30 is better than nothing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bf met me @ redhill to take shutter bus to PS and walked to cine. I almost fell on the steps down. T_T Legs feeling weak after the workout -.- I need to exercise more!&lt;br /&gt;The show is damn funny and touching the crisis appear straight after laughing out ass off...&lt;br /&gt;Worth it. Showing all the typical singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;你吃饱了吗? 你吃饱了吗? 你吃饱了吗?&lt;br /&gt;Whahaa nvm watch and u know what i was blabbering.. I laughed and I teared..&lt;br /&gt;Had pasta mania after that, Sinful sinful sinful.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... back in office night shift again....&lt;br /&gt;Tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-20681011228628243?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/20681011228628243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/20681011228628243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-again-let-me-count-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5951801621151346383</id><published>2008-07-29T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T03:11:56.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doubted&gt; Shocked&gt; Disappointed&gt; Sad&gt; Angry&gt; Cheated&gt; Calmed&gt; blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my feeling for the past 1 hr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated her as a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;I would say I treated her well.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to protect her.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy when i saw her.&lt;br /&gt;I talked about her.&lt;br /&gt;I missed her.&lt;br /&gt;I thought she was my friend.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything against her.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't say she was an angel, that was my own presumption.&lt;br /&gt;She did nothing to hurt me, I overreacted.&lt;br /&gt;She did try to explain, but I flared.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should take things lightly.&lt;br /&gt;Angels do exist! Only fools believes that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5951801621151346383?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5951801621151346383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5951801621151346383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/doubted-shocked-disappointed-sad-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1543685123845612117</id><published>2008-07-24T23:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T02:14:43.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am taking yearSs to complete this entry.... so cut everything short =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seok Bday celebration on tues~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok she keep saying that i cannot complain that they miss my bday again cos we celebrated hers late. Not true!! We are just two days late... and everyone else was not free on the eve of ur bday, not me.. I can still complain cos they celebreate mine 1 MONTH late YEARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Suntec/Marina sQ earlier with bf.. We bought a bag each~ =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met the girls for Kdinner @ marina sq. The initial plan was pretty screwed. We wanted to get red wine bUT nobody noes how to choose n all, can;t chill it and we decided on small martell. Didn't finish it in the Ktv and we brought martell and greentea out, sit under the star and bitch ard.. eh nono heart to heart talk i mean =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227191749014913874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SIq3M2zjA1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ao5YKiQqLkM/s320/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227346314382807874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SItDxvq8E0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/TZth24juni4/s320/seok%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bday girl &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227353437809700034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SItKQYgQbMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2rOtgCZr4WE/s320/all5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1543685123845612117?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1543685123845612117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1543685123845612117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-taking-yearss-to-complete-this.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SIq3M2zjA1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ao5YKiQqLkM/s72-c/DSC00212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8207557999717400353</id><published>2008-07-20T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:08:52.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am bored, really bored.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been having on off fever for quite a few days. Feeling weak even during my retail therapy, but endured it... Finally get to shop at orchard.. I THINK i should be able to pass my paper. Didn't really study much, was feeling weak, always KO once reach home. But the questions are somehow common sense? Just crap ur way though with supportive documents, should pass ba. 1 down, 2 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went fareast to shop... Bought a belt, and i was a little depress when i didn't buy anything else... B4 we rush to movie @ lido, die die wanna buy sth..... grab 2 cardigens and paid. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Dark Knight @ Lido. The seat is not very comfortable.... The back rest is kinda 90 degree and a bit cramp.. Imagine my size? and I feel cramp. Oh ya forgot to mention bf n I wore our Batman T-shirt to watch Batman. Batman is so handsome and fit.. =D~~ quite worth the 20 bucks spent on movie, nice and long show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found MAPLE candy @ cine!! Some hi-chew liked chewy candy with maple charcter and monster.. Initially we wanted to buy a box!!! But haa.. we bought 1/2 a dozen. BF procratinated long enough and finally bought his sports shoe from addidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..... I think my friend hates me. From the sms replies and stuffs... We are definitely drifting.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I sucks as a friend. I detest myself too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8207557999717400353?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8207557999717400353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8207557999717400353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-bored-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1703394202057287695</id><published>2008-07-18T00:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:33:41.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bad news... Bf's dad is sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin from malaysia is coming over to sg to work, and she will be staying at my house...&lt;br /&gt;We are not the very close kind, like few yrs see once and didn't talk much. She is quite bold to come sg to work alone and stay with us. I can't imagine me going alone to malaysia to work and stay in my aunt's house. The only problem is.............. I cannot be braless at home from nxt monday onwards. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224026334842171474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH94RgGNsFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/qUTmhg8J4zc/s320/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My ear is swollen! my 1st hole semi close and 2nd hole totally closed! Forced it through. Now it's red and huge and painful! I can so see my swollen ear here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224027953010629858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH95vsPo3OI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xQ2EBAjmuRw/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I need a new pair of slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224026888597466610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH94xu_w7fI/AAAAAAAAAG4/a_tGEIvSEFs/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On train... Bf was happily telling story and i am happily snapping pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224034911206486978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH-AEtizs8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/iku5iBwUkWQ/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Smile? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224035421366754226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH-AiaCfm7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/uI7LV3IA_Ao/s320/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224028600403351682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH96VX-F2II/AAAAAAAAAHI/LWt8ESohyoQ/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224036214759869666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH-BQlqJzOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZSlJPVMUOCg/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;FINE! I'll take alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1703394202057287695?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1703394202057287695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1703394202057287695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-news.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH94RgGNsFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/qUTmhg8J4zc/s72-c/DSC00145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4663815150504368938</id><published>2008-07-16T07:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:45:58.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh ahh I woke up at 5.30am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly dreamt of weili and woke up in a fright. Not that he look scary or what, but something happen to him in my dream....... We haven't been contacting for a while, once in a blue moon when he msn i am always afk, and i seldom see him online anymore... hope everything is alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get to go orchard again!!! BF was sick.. I asked him if he was okay and if we are still going shopping. He said why not and stuff, i thought he was ok...... Dressed up, went paya lebar meet him. He is not okay. Whole body aches and he feels cold. He said he needed jacket so we headed to bugis which the sick one didn't had to walk too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He bought his converse jacket, i bought my black heels. Went home at 8+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223389056851944690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH00rClSpPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9NR6ad8Vbck/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I used to like this style..... But now i am into some other style. After comments from bf and desperate for a black shoe...... I bought this. A pair of heels that i don't really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy cooked Frog porridge in the morning and just know that i MUST post the pictures here to show how tasty it was.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223387543498763746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH0zS85xreI/AAAAAAAAAGY/x0HQaKhzfgk/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223388094096964050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH0zzACnedI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2qhFrehJvDk/s320/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR, this is the 1st time that i ever see a whole frog in my porridge. Usually i only see the legs.. now is the WHOLE thing thrown in the porridge. It looks super gross. Look, the head was chopped off, i think it was skinned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy can stuff the frog body in the mouth and bite off the meat..... I had too slowly cut the meat out with my spoon, i just couldn't stuff it inside my mouth....&lt;br /&gt;The porridge was really nice and sweet..... But the frog freaks me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4663815150504368938?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4663815150504368938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4663815150504368938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahh-ahh-i-woke-up-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SH00rClSpPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9NR6ad8Vbck/s72-c/DSC00134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4065394239165119653</id><published>2008-07-15T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:08:40.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please support lian's spree at &lt;a href="http://lovemelovespree.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lovemelovespree.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food + Water intake = 1KG weight gain&lt;br /&gt;Weight - Weight after output = 2KG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I intake normally and output frequently, I can slim down in no time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ok ignore me =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat~&lt;br /&gt;Work night shift... Was suppose to go JB makan and Ktv with feifei and bf after work..... But after trying hard to find a spot to take a nap, bf n I felt tired, and he seems pissed.. So we had to cancel this outing. I brought along my passport and even my RM... but hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun&lt;br /&gt;After work, sleep, headed to tampines cos i needed a pair of new shoe.... The heels nowadays are really HIGH man. For people who always complain/comment/condemn me for my heels I found my match. I tried on pairs and pairs of heels but they were all TOO HIGH and unstable. Though i had been practising this skill since 8 years ago..... I still don't feel safe walking in it. end up went back empty handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon&lt;br /&gt;Work, home, shop, study, blog(now), sleep(later). life is getting boring again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to shopping tml @orchard. I had been saying that i want to go there, i want to go there,  i need to go there...... but I couldn't even remember when was the last time i went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-buy-list (Highest priority listed top)&lt;br /&gt;*Black heels*&lt;br /&gt;*Red/Gold broad waist belt*&lt;br /&gt;*More Tops*&lt;br /&gt;*Desperately in need of more jeans*&lt;br /&gt;*A watch for bf (Lousy watch spoilt, good watch dun bear to wear)*&lt;br /&gt;*More tops for bf*&lt;br /&gt;*New leather wallet*&lt;br /&gt;*More dresses*&lt;br /&gt;*Escada Perfume*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not vain, my list is not even 1/4 of ting's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4065394239165119653?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4065394239165119653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4065394239165119653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/please-support-lians-spree-at.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1685409792072956564</id><published>2008-07-12T13:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T13:47:00.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's 11 Jul 08, my bro's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had steamboat... All those on the table are my appeitizer, look under the table, a packet of cuttlefish lying there? My main course. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHhCRAlVPnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SCat_jD3Mho/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221996627917880946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHhCRAlVPnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SCat_jD3Mho/s200/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Followed by D24 durian cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHhC2XhRrsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/T9gY6exdavc/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221997269730045634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHhC2XhRrsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/T9gY6exdavc/s200/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my bro lighted his own cake... We sang and took pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually, my bro will be the one lighting the cakes or stuffs that needs to be lighted or carried. It's kinda funny when jeff wanted to grab the lighter from him, but he refuse to pass him like usually he refuse to pass us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHg_n6RDmuI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sN0xI9nuzJ0/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221993722824334050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHg_n6RDmuI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sN0xI9nuzJ0/s200/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...... After steamboat...... We each had a slice of this big cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHhAM-86gUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Xtp8in1OyIQ/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221994359737188674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHhAM-86gUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Xtp8in1OyIQ/s200/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heyhey it is not small okay...... 1 cake cut into 8 slices, must finish immediately........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had 7 people only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy was like.... "Jeffrey eat eat eat"... pointing/pushing the 1 slice of cake leftover to him.... Bf was so full but like shy to reject.. whaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya and the present we gave bro was CASH~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave the least i think.... 50 bucks... sis should be double, mum should be triple.. or more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's loaded....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been awhile since we had any celebration at home. After my bro went into army i think we dote him more? Especially my mum, she miss him like mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1685409792072956564?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1685409792072956564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1685409792072956564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-11-jul-08-my-bros-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHhCRAlVPnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/SCat_jD3Mho/s72-c/DSC00104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1430730689752477155</id><published>2008-07-10T07:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T07:48:09.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bf brought me to Plaza and watched this show "the bank job" on monday. My first R21 show.. But actually nth much what, no different from M18. The show is alright only, talking about real story on robbery which also linked to corruption?? Probably due to the fact that there were no shuai ge in the cast that makes the movie not to nice to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i finally wore my pink dress out~ No pictures...... I am suppose to take a pic and show jason, that's the purpose for him to get me sample dresses. He need pictures/feedbacks from female of different sizes, mine small, minie medium, Tingz large. Actually I din forget~ But i had a tiff with him few days ago, so i am not sure if i can still act like nth and send him my pictures or even talk to him nicely again. It is quite serious, and i had actually ignored him for months due to the same old thing he did.. But he never change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mei felt betrayed for me mentioning about her in my blog! So i shall not blog about where we went and what we did in the morning. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1430730689752477155?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1430730689752477155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1430730689752477155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/bf-brought-me-to-plaza-and-watched-this.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6442553945010035192</id><published>2008-07-08T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:10:38.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know her in person, she was a mod in the forum i frequent. Did not visit FP for a month, and today I was so shocked to see that she had passed away. I remembered she was the one who showed her photo on how to use the curling tongs which i eventually bought, she gave cosmetic reviews which i eventually bought what she introed, she did gave a lot of inspiration. Viral infection was such a common illness but it actually took her life. I really felt bad and sad hearing this news. Hope you are in good hand of the angels now.. Rest in peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6442553945010035192?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6442553945010035192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6442553945010035192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-know-her-in-person-she-was-mod.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5291420319894276077</id><published>2008-07-07T04:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T04:39:11.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once triggered, firing doesn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fine, went home after work slept and met for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;We went ECP for the tom yam steamboat that we both like.. We stroll to my house and chatted for hrs... we waited for cab outside my house from 1+ to 2++ am.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was perfectly fine.. until wen msned. He asked when will jeff be coming online, out of curiousity as well as to do some precaution to prevent anything from happening i asked what he wans from jeff so that i can pass a msg or screw him and ask him fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought jeff would want to know, told him that someone is looking for him and he flared again. I don't know if i should have juz kept quiet and talk to wen in private or tell jeff n let him scold.&lt;br /&gt;If the same thing were to happen on him, i would want him to tell me n not keeping me in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really tough. Nobody is happy anymore. Though they appear to be okay, i know some are not. I don't know how to console, but to act like I dunno abt anything and continued to fool ard. ANd caused the sad ppl to entertain me and pretend they are alright. I know it's tough to be like that, feeling down but put up a smile and tell everyone I am okay. I just don't know how to react. I am concern, but I don't want to ask. Having fear that they might not feel that i am a trustworthy person to share their secret.. Though i must agree, I do share secrets with my very close friend. If the secret is really serious and shall never be spread.. Please don't let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5291420319894276077?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5291420319894276077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5291420319894276077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/once-triggered-firing-doesnt-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6065827265706725734</id><published>2008-07-06T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T04:19:04.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it has become a routine for me to check out everyone's blog everytime i'm online at home. Just to check if everyone is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally..... after grumbling for so long... I went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Initial plan was to go orchard to shop, but..... someone woke later than the meeting time... so bf and i went marina square instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Thai express for the 2nd time~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEgLuHQOTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Bi2A9fBiKCM/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219988828828219698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEgLuHQOTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Bi2A9fBiKCM/s200/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Yam glass noodle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at how many chillies are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEhkZIRMdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/f85aQcPpn-g/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219990352203690450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEhkZIRMdI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/f85aQcPpn-g/s200/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tom yam hor fan, nice i love the prawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEjBgO35UI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yI4-0j9_o7g/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219991951838274882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEjBgO35UI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yI4-0j9_o7g/s200/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemon drumlet? forgot the name but this is super nice too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEre's mt loots.... I bought TWO black dress! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEiiPovlbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AIDlH4c1pSw/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219991414807434674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEiiPovlbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AIDlH4c1pSw/s200/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I super love this dress! immediate slimmer effect after putting on the belt. And this is the one and only clothes that bf commented that it is nice! The usual are always ok lor, not nice, not bad. But this one is nice! i like.. Soo there goes my $46.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEkCXXf94I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Y1j9sNLv2B4/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219993066150033282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEkCXXf94I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Y1j9sNLv2B4/s200/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sux at taking nice photo, this dress actually look much better IRL. Love it too.. All i need is another pair of black heels. Any shoppin kaki?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In love with dresses lately, no idea why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6065827265706725734?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6065827265706725734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6065827265706725734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-it-has-become-routine-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SHEgLuHQOTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Bi2A9fBiKCM/s72-c/DSC00078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3287723317909351386</id><published>2008-07-03T03:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:51:50.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am working, and I am on the verge of crying. WTF WTF!!!!!!!! All my friends have ulterior motive? like WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, Wen asked him out of politeness and respect if he could bring me oversea with jim and his wife. REJECT and say no if you don't like! Like i offended him like that. Not as if wen asked me beforehand. He wanted to bring me oversea, to JAPAN FOC. Though I really want to go Japan but OBVIOUSLY i won't want him to pay and bring me there. And so bf felt insulted.... Not as if i insulted him. So now he wants me to abandon my best friend and stop talking to him again. Haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke and met pat and headed to ecp in the afternoon. It's been a while that i have been there by bus? And i had never led the way there before, but I MADE it there ^^ didn't lost our way. Chatted awhile as we sit along the benches by the beach, as he was not so familier with the place he accompanied me to walk and talk all the way from ecp to my hse =D Shiok! Its been awhile since i last exercise lo. Though we just walked it felt good after sweats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling down, but glad to have a few to hear me out now. I hope words don't spread too far this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the free sample dress that i mentioned? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG4xHmOBP0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/-HkO0SP7Wg8/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219163024757178178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG4xHmOBP0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/-HkO0SP7Wg8/s200/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the pic of the pink one only, don't really like the other one which is gREEN. Anyway bet how many times i will wear this out?&lt;br /&gt;My guess once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG4xsjogLoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YELgzUhYFPg/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219163659718110850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG4xsjogLoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YELgzUhYFPg/s200/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's my Audition TaTToo~~ Nice right?&lt;br /&gt;I saw an article on special tattoo that is only visible under luminous light. I am SO interested in it. Imagine you can tattoo wherever u wan but it is only visible when u want to show it. Though i heard the price will be double of the normal ones... I want to get it!&lt;br /&gt;(Now i do agree with jason that it is difficult to photoshop the hair on my arm, so din bother trying)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG4yTbfySGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hihyk6zYUMs/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219164327548962914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG4yTbfySGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hihyk6zYUMs/s200/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this pepe look much cuter IRL than in pic. Love it to core~ It feels so soft and the quality of the fur is super good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG44Z_H0KEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oJMFC-A-iF4/s1600-h/smiley+bruise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219171037261080642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG44Z_H0KEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/oJMFC-A-iF4/s200/smiley+bruise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Around sometime last week i fell and hit some boxes and had a bruise. My mei actually discovered that the bruise had formed a smiley face. IT is spooky.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3287723317909351386?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3287723317909351386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3287723317909351386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/sucks-i-am-working-and-i-am-on-verge-of.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SG4xHmOBP0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/-HkO0SP7Wg8/s72-c/DSC00068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8099726936130559363</id><published>2008-07-01T03:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T05:02:09.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am Super tired.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been working for more than 12 hrs each day for 4 consecutive days and still counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was audition event @ suntec. Eye opening event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it that those who flirted with me in game are actually SO YOUNG. Imagine those who expressed their love and want to couple with u in game are actually 8-16 years old boys.. Zzz Luckily not all... A few are quite handsome 20+. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the event was quite screwed up in the begining, I still enjoyed myself a lot. Did an airbrush tattoo with the word "Audition". Shall post pic when i upload... That is when i have time to nua at home and remember to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to complain........ My leg is like still numb now.. 1st day of event i was wearing this pair of covered shoe which my mum commented that it is VERY nice though i felt it look rather ugly, juz grab it cos it fits my criteria of covered toe, cloth, and heeled. And after walking for 2 hrs........ I used 5 bloody PLASTER and it still hurts like hell and i had to limb and walk around from morning till night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Maple event with no other choice i still have to wear this bloody uncomfortable pair of shoe. I am clever this time, pasted 5 plasters and wore socks. Though it still aches like hell, at least less painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The queue for verification was SUPER long, the queue was like a snake that curled from near @club all the way to Toy R'us.! And everyone is looking at my Audition tattoo on my arm =D I am a walking advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really tiring using the computer for hrs sitting on chair with no back rest and having nonstop crowd approaching. Still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, i limb to marina sq from suntec and watched Wanted after event, nice show.... I quite like it.... Though some shots are really fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today........... Night shift! woke at 12+pm in the afternoon, have to work till tomorrow morning 10am. Now i am half asleep... exhausted....... really used up my energy.... I wished i could just be a huang lian po and stay at home to look after children T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm sth random now.&lt;br /&gt;I am quite affected seeing couples around me breaking up after being together for 1-5years. There are so many break ups that really scares me. I hope it won't be my turn anytime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8099726936130559363?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8099726936130559363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8099726936130559363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-super-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4344309057519147506</id><published>2008-06-26T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:41:17.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You have been with me for so long and brought about so much pain.. I thought u will be gone for good... but... haiz.... u will still haunt me till the day i die...... I hate u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning at 10++ went doctor and did some treament with my mei. 12+ met jason and get 2 free sample dress. Will post the pic when i upload it. The dress is not bad la, but not to my likings. 12+ - 1+ went dental. And i am super sad since my dental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite excited as this is the last appointment i have with my dental. He took out my retainers n taught me how to wear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: How come only got 1? Lower one don't need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: No, upper one only, there you have those on the lower one (pointint at the cements n wires behind my teeth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought those were there to support my teeth when the retainers are not ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell no! Those cements and wires will be there haunting me for the rest of my life, affecting my speech, rubbing against my tongue, having food particles stucked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teared in the washroom..... but pick myself up and called bf. He's going to get a car n fetch me, but the rental got delayed, so i went to look for him at aljunied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the car, headed to his house to take his laptop then to CGH to see his grandma. She look much better today.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4344309057519147506?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4344309057519147506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4344309057519147506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6377569229693985094</id><published>2008-06-24T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:44:09.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am broke'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just check my transaction history..... And i actually spent almost 2K from 1st June - today... And i have to pay for more things tml.... Maybe to some of you spending this much a month is nth! but not to me! Ususally with my loan i spend the most 1.2 K per month, which mean that i overspent by $800 this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have to pay 400 to doctor and 150 to dental..... sighz..... I am not going to eat for the rest of the year.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went lavender to grab a few webpage to edit, earned some cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear's grandmother got admitted again... She is so poor thing... From 6 years ago that i first saw her, she always comment me on this and that with so much power....... As the year passed, i can really see her getting weaker and skinnier... She's hospitalized for skin infection, her wound is really big and deep... You just feel so sad looking at her.... When everyone is leaving, she look sad... through her eyes it seems as though she is saying.. Don't leave me here alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random pics playing around with my cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SGEUdvsEMRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/70B9m75zX7U/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215472344721797394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SGEUdvsEMRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/70B9m75zX7U/s200/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying out the smile detection with flash, it works. My wide smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SGEVPiXYuuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/mOTSw172qzk/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215473200138861282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SGEVPiXYuuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/mOTSw172qzk/s200/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are trying really hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SGEWJlrCw9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/IS5RIC8D7y8/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215474197459026898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SGEWJlrCw9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/IS5RIC8D7y8/s200/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok he won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6377569229693985094?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6377569229693985094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6377569229693985094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SGEUdvsEMRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/70B9m75zX7U/s72-c/DSC00037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1504165093721156496</id><published>2008-06-24T00:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:48:49.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken trust'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise.... No one can be trusted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day u were super pissed at this someone and u were discussing about stuff regarding another SOMEONE. My tone and response suxs cos i was really pissed. So this someone went to tell that SOMEONE about what i said. So that SOMEONE became unhappy with me.&lt;br /&gt;But hey i was pissed by this someone first. That tone n response was not intentional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One random day, bf started telling lies.... Obviously from the expression u noe he is behaving weird. So quarrelled. I was rather down and confided to my good fren..... end up.........&lt;br /&gt;next day, another friend went to ask my bf abt what happened...... (If u get what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;I told u bcos i treated u as my good fren, i don't need EVERYONE to share my secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day b4, my bf told me sth a little conerning him and a little concerning work. Then my frenssssss were discussing on this topic..... so I listen and added some remark. I thought it's over.... but no!! There's episode 2 for this..... from who? good fren's good fren(It's okay if u dun understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, this fren of mine is helping his wife to ask for information on some gadgets i juz bought.&lt;br /&gt;I asked, how the hell u know i have that. And oh well is from his bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey PPL, if u are too bored and has got nothing to share with ur other friend or other half, i am SURE they are not freaking 1 bit intertested in my life or me. Please do not mention me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can teach me how to judge a person not by the look? They all lookED innocent and nice.&lt;br /&gt;And all turned into a devil within split seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1504165093721156496?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1504165093721156496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1504165093721156496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/moody-i-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7710358962730982103</id><published>2008-06-21T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T12:53:58.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF with girls nowadays. Bitches! SLutS!&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't help it but to feel angry for thingsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss that bf is trying to hide from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Wen after so many mths. I just wanted someone to be there... But after he started complaining about his life and everything I started complaining about mine too, our tears just drop uncontrollably. And hey! when i cry i think i needed tissue more than shoulder, offering me tissue would be more appropriate. I think we almost drown the balcony flower pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim joined the sorrow club, cos his wife went clubbing without him and baby. And he sucks.......... Knowing that it's a sorrow club, he keep cracking joke and i felt like a retard laughing and crying together with 2 idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-7710358962730982103?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7710358962730982103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7710358962730982103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/wtf-with-girls-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7450831701227679602</id><published>2008-06-20T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:28:01.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tadah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFqTvC6JEvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ymPD4_sTVIg/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213641955078640370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFqTvC6JEvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ymPD4_sTVIg/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My souvenir~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, no more metal teeth... The process was scary...... Many tools were used, and you get all kinds of liquids splashing on ur face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.... i feel sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met bf after dental appointment, we walked all the way from cityhall to marina, caught a movie, ate dinner.. and HE DIDN'T REALISED I ACTUALLY REMOVE MY BRACES!!! Sigh.. and no one actually did.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9+ - Went to work.. no one realise...&lt;br /&gt;12+ - Going to lunch.. FINALLY one saw&lt;br /&gt;6+ - FINALLY 2 more realise...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:( Maybe cos i didn't feel comfortable smiling or laughing. I think my teeth looks naked.... more roots were exposed so my front teeth appear much longer.... after yrs of unreachable brushing of teeth, it is definitely more yellow...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notice my stiff smile?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFqWYcaUz4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/bdvwegUIEbY/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213644865322405762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFqWYcaUz4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/bdvwegUIEbY/s200/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My teeth feels naked and weird......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFqWYcaUz4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/bdvwegUIEbY/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-7450831701227679602?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7450831701227679602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7450831701227679602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/woohoo-tadah-my-souvenir-finally-no.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFqTvC6JEvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ymPD4_sTVIg/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1672201465575918890</id><published>2008-06-16T11:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:09:04.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After much drinking and not having enough sleep for soooooooo many days......... I actually slept at 6am and woke up at 8am. Tried hard and force myself to sleep at 1 and woke at 3pm. Can you imagine how bad my complexion was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went suntec having a thought in my mind, die die muz get a camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been saying that I wanted a digicam for years~ every year i went to test n look but no action taken... until................................ Ta Dah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXlnJ4A5yI/AAAAAAAAADo/hAoqmkRyDxE/s1600-h/whitet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212324604579735330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXlnJ4A5yI/AAAAAAAAADo/hAoqmkRyDxE/s320/whitet2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1st camera~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know sony cam is not very good but i go for the outlook~ Love it =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't explore much... didn't have model to test my Cam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok i mentioned i slept a total of 4 hrs yesterday, i went to work at night.... And guess what? I am Still AWAKE now~ Wide AWAKE~~ I am an insomniac... I think i need sleeping pills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1672201465575918890?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1672201465575918890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1672201465575918890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-much-drinking-and-not-having.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXlnJ4A5yI/AAAAAAAAADo/hAoqmkRyDxE/s72-c/whitet2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-9048614406198056172</id><published>2008-06-15T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:55:05.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14 Jun 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated Ph's birthday... Had some crystal jade korean steamboat at taka, i quite like the soup and the oyster~!! Drools~ Heard jj complained about her near death experience in vietnam with seok n ph adding words of "Sympathy" as and when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Tio TOK! part 1)Oh ya seok brought ph to choose her own cake earlier b4 i met them at 8++. So we needed a lighter for the candles.. and i headed to 7-11 and bought a stupid cheapo looking bloody common light for $1.20!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed to clark quay, cut cake along the river....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXfPsr8r9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kMYIlC7CDug/s1600-h/IMGP2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212317604537741266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXfPsr8r9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kMYIlC7CDug/s320/IMGP2238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then went to Meiyi's so called "PUB", Lunar. The crowd there are not really young. I see people ranges between 20+ to 40+ 50? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual seok n ph decided to open a bottle of chivas for 178 + 4 entrance fee waived, which is suppose to be a better bargain cos entrance/person is 15. o.O well + the drinks it is suppose to be cheaper, no idea how the calculation went by though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tio TOK! part 2)&lt;br /&gt;It is a usual thing for us to buy some mentos when we drink, it is suppose to help in sth. SO i went to the convenient store opposite Lunar and grab two mentos. ANd these freaking common mentos selling at 90cent -$1 outside adds up to FOUR BUCKS.. Imagine 4 bucks for menthos =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXhbgB2ouI/AAAAAAAAADI/mF6gbhoTIKg/s1600-h/IMGP2253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212320006321644258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXhbgB2ouI/AAAAAAAAADI/mF6gbhoTIKg/s320/IMGP2253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though i look really red, but no! I was not drunk. I don't even feel high...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whose "Gui Lian" is uglier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXihLsgt4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ki6CfzGQpsA/s1600-h/IMGP2248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212321203454261122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXihLsgt4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ki6CfzGQpsA/s320/IMGP2248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ph's?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXi8j4J--I/AAAAAAAAADY/x624_7Id1Eo/s1600-h/IMGP2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212321673802021858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXi8j4J--I/AAAAAAAAADY/x624_7Id1Eo/s320/IMGP2249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seok's?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXjdkESWhI/AAAAAAAAADg/fE2rIgaV8pw/s1600-h/IMGP2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212322240788584978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXjdkESWhI/AAAAAAAAADg/fE2rIgaV8pw/s320/IMGP2250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-9048614406198056172?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/9048614406198056172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/9048614406198056172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/14-jun-08-celebrated-phs-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SFXfPsr8r9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kMYIlC7CDug/s72-c/IMGP2238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3416082619283404096</id><published>2008-06-12T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T14:48:08.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grrr~~~~~~~ Planned to sleep till 6pm and off to work at 8+ 9pm, my plan was runined!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid renovation + digging of ground outside my house early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just did my test online. And i passed! I didn't cheat and didn't refer to book.. I merely did my search on the internet. LOL i think this test is to give mark, let's see how will i fare in the exam in few days' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of getting a camera. Preferbably 8 mega pix price 400+ max. I really like Sony T70 for its design but the quality is "Are you sure that is 8 mega pix?". Maybe i am comparing it to canon that's why. Still debating, by hook or by crook have to decide by sat when i finally have time to go down to IT show before celebrating ph's bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing through my favourite forum and saw the thread on visiting Tawai, which shulin has been very on in jioing us to go tgt.  I really want to go...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine i had the hope and sponsorer the previous year to bring me there, but much things happened and was canceled... It's not as expensive as i thought it would be, plane by jetstar + the famous rainbow hotel $500++ during non peak. Affordable...&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if the bonus i get end of this mth favours me to go for a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to dental last night for my LAST check up. Doc did nothing much, just look look see see and said "Good! Come take out next week" Wooohoooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason was commenting that i suck at advertising.&lt;br /&gt;My reply, do you think i will leave you in the lurch???&lt;br /&gt;Immediately: YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not true! I am kind enough to try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Any pretty and kind young lady is willing to assist my not too bad looking bro in taking a few young n energetic pix to be posted on his webby and at the same time earn some money and popularity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3416082619283404096?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3416082619283404096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3416082619283404096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/grrr-planned-to-sleep-till-6pm-and-off.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-811044016847772375</id><published>2008-06-08T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T02:07:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am quite lucky this month, effort and time put in were not in vain.... Not going to tell u all what is it... ASk me if u are really kaypo and i'll share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason has been selling male accessories online and the responses were not bad, so he imported some female accessories too.. So he needed a female model and out of conveniency, he asked if i could help him wear some accessories and take a few photos... I was like thinking.......... Why not? It's extra cash.....&lt;br /&gt;The only condition was CANNOT SHOW FACE, can only take pics of my Limbs and the most neck. Imagine all the models for other online shop are pretty/cute/sexy don't make me PS.&lt;br /&gt;So the slot is currently opened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Any not bad looking girl dun mind helping my fren in taking some photos and earn a very little sum of money please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working night shift for this whole week ZERO $$ spent on entertainment, which is a good thing cos i have an extra 300 bucks to add on to my liabilities for my retainer. REtainer? YES!! I am going to remove my braces very soon! I miss my smooth smooth teeth, hopefully my speech problem can be resolve too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-811044016847772375?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/811044016847772375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/811044016847772375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-i-think-i-am-quite-lucky-this.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6730056686406254415</id><published>2008-06-02T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:15:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went E!Hub to watch Sex &amp;amp; the city~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E!hub has many eating place, not much shopping place and the toilet is so weird. Imagine u walk into the entrance, turn left to male right to female. After u finish doing ur business, walk to the basin, the male &amp;amp; female basin is actually linked. U can see the male washing hand, they can see u combing ur hair in the mirror... Eeks don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love the movie, I love that puppy, I love the heels and I love the strong bond between those girls. The only thing i hated was the MAN in the movie. They kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I started to bombard bf with lotza question related to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Like..&lt;br /&gt;Dear where are my love letters?&lt;br /&gt;Will u auction for a diamond ring for me?&lt;br /&gt;Are u going to propose like what he did?&lt;br /&gt;Will u back out on our wedding day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His response was rather funny....&lt;br /&gt;There u have many what... (the last 1 i received should be dated 5 yrs ago!)&lt;br /&gt;No response (he just laugh it off)&lt;br /&gt;I will put on the shoe for u&lt;br /&gt;FOR WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bf... No sweet talk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6730056686406254415?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6730056686406254415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6730056686406254415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-ehub-to-watch-sex-city-ehub-has.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5494315362890768814</id><published>2008-06-02T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:04:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CutE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alex's son is SUPER cuTE! He keep smiling smiling and smiling.. He has this cheeky smile exactly like his father. He's uttering some baby language........ After listening carefullly it sound like "da pa pa" hit the father... Then everytime we say da pa pa, he will go and hit alex.. Muhaha super cute. I managed to con him into letting me hug. Wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I miss my god daughter~~ I miss the gathering where everyone get together and crap...... But my sucky shift.. I always couldn't make it........ T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to E!Hub for the first time~ Hope that place is nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5494315362890768814?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5494315362890768814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5494315362890768814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/cute-alexs-son-is-super-cute-he-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4712209013489997726</id><published>2008-06-01T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T02:08:38.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided to complain a lot. Don't read it if it is too emotion for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayness continues..&lt;br /&gt;Dental appointment was suppose to be on Wed night, cos had to work, change it to thurs.&lt;br /&gt;My plan was dental @4 meet friend @ 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i reach the clinic at 4pm sharp and the nurse took my name and said oh u r early today. Then i was like o.O was i always late? Took a seat and waited... usually it takes 5-15 mins to reach my turn.&lt;br /&gt;15 mins later.....&lt;br /&gt;I started seeing ppl coming later than me get to see the doc first. Went to question the nurse, she said on book it state my appointment time to be @ 4.45pm! Like WTF, through the phone u told me 4pm now on book bcome 4.45pm? And seeing that i came early, cannot let me go first? SMSed to complain to bf and fren to postpone our date....&lt;br /&gt;And this resulted in a tiff.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have difficulty pronouncing words clearly, I have limited vocabs in my dictionary, I can't understand words that are Not considered SIMPLE english. SO? Big deal? Others dun have difficulty interpreting my words. Even if they didn't understand, response would be different.&lt;br /&gt;I am not precious, not entertaining and always emotion, cherishing me is unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt awfully lousy, and pissed with waiting. Finally it's my turn, paid my last installment for my braces and was entitled to 2 lucky dips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayness continued to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 person in front of me, 1st, an umbrella! (It was raining at that point of time)&lt;br /&gt;2nd Pink cosmetic pouch. (not bad)&lt;br /&gt;Me. 2 dips.&lt;br /&gt;1st - TISSUE BOX!&lt;br /&gt;2nd - STILL TISSUE BOX!&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to find bf in the office.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention why I love my bf so much? He was the only one who cared to cheer me up and accompany me during my sadest period of time in life yrs ago. And where were all my friends? Or did i even had one? Don't remember even getting an sms... Anyway, that became a part of me that I want him to be there when i was unhappy. I will be contented with just a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went retail therapy again~ lucky the month was ending and haven't get my pay. He got a laptop cooler &amp;amp; a lappy super cushion bag. And me? Bought nth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4712209013489997726?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4712209013489997726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4712209013489997726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-decided-to-complain-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1270150758755656162</id><published>2008-05-29T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T14:11:36.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Swayness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... Went to buy lunch cos it was raining. I was super tired and were leaning against the wall in the lift. When I reach the office door, i felt something cold and prickling. I suspected is wood stred or what and tried to shake it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reach my desk, SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT. That cold and prickling thing seems to have shifted. I managed to catch it inside my jeans near my knee there, I pressed hard....... Some liquid soaked a small portion of my Jeans.. I was like holding that spot and headed to the door. After walking two steps i turned back and saw jeff n carol staring at the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a HALF DEAD COCKROACH!!!!!!!!! WTF I squashed a cockroach in my JEANS.&lt;br /&gt;Being digusted i chiong to the executive toilet took off my jeans and wash my leg like MAD. Aww this sucks, the first cockroach i ever kill died in my pants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't enjoy going out in 2s anymore, except for dating with bf of course. I don't enjoy going out in 3s either i prefer more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to PCbunk outing tomorrow yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1270150758755656162?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1270150758755656162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1270150758755656162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/05/swayness.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6011799129594964813</id><published>2008-05-24T14:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T14:23:31.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brought mum out for late late mother's day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Met jie &amp;amp; her husband @ bugis with my mum &amp;amp; mei. Had tepanyaki. Mum was like talking to the chef, eh your chawamushi is very smooth, very nice how u did that? The rest of us were like DIAO =.="" Sweat, but the chef was quite nice to actually talk to her and told her they added some japanese ingredient that's why it's so smooth and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Far East to cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I went for a haircut! And no one realised i cut my hair. As usual.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told this china hairdresser i wanted shoulder length, apparently he don't understand the word "Shoulder". I have proof I did cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SDkCUjKS3kI/AAAAAAAAACk/pO-zSQTDiwc/s1600-h/IMAG0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204193396462378562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SDkCUjKS3kI/AAAAAAAAACk/pO-zSQTDiwc/s320/IMAG0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK I did cut SOME hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SDkDTzKS3lI/AAAAAAAAACs/qEZFcAwLxS4/s1600-h/IMAG0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204194483089104466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SDkDTzKS3lI/AAAAAAAAACs/qEZFcAwLxS4/s320/IMAG0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SDkDpjKS3mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OuLjtFBq8h8/s1600-h/P210508_16.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204194856751259234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SDkDpjKS3mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OuLjtFBq8h8/s320/P210508_16.26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After~! Whaha NO DIFFERENT! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yah I initially i wanted to treat mummy to lunch, but sis husband decided to treat my mum for the first time to lunch, i shan't snatch with him. Sis decided to pay for my OUR haircut! I didn't want to snatch with her too. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jie left and we continued shopping.... I spotted this pair of jeans and went to try it on, mum saw that it was quite nice and went to try the same pattern jeans too. So we ended up buying the same pair of jeans, but different size of course. And finally no one snatch with me, bought her a pair of Jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No life. Work work work..................... All i gain from working is $$ barely enough to cover my study loan, transport and makan, dark eye circle, bad mood..&lt;br /&gt;Work is like war where u get all the backstabs.&lt;br /&gt;Friends seems normal but i can feel something had changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need retail therapy. It's GSS again, gonna grab some tops. Who want go shopping? ASk me along pls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6011799129594964813?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6011799129594964813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6011799129594964813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/05/brought-mum-out-for-late-late-mothers.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/SDkCUjKS3kI/AAAAAAAAACk/pO-zSQTDiwc/s72-c/IMAG0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-9203632395860472538</id><published>2008-05-20T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T14:05:43.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Was reading this story from a podder. &lt;a href="http://www.flowerpod.com.sg/forums/index.php?showtopic=65579"&gt;http://www.flowerpod.com.sg/forums/index.php?showtopic=65579&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That scumbag cheated her body and money and made her miserable. But the shiok thing is that, everyone sympathizes with her and started cursing and swearing at that bastard for his karma. I hate such ppl who cheated others for monetary or pleasure. Sucks to core.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I HAVE A FAMILY in AUDITION! But no more guild in cabal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know what i did wrong or what I should have done earlier. But I can swear nothing leak out from my side. I was always a listener more than a speaker. Everyone should have realised that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friendship is so fragile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-9203632395860472538?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/9203632395860472538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/9203632395860472538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/05/was-reading-this-story-from-podder.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5469424717236374089</id><published>2008-05-17T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T13:40:47.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are still very different after being tgt for so long. I had more interest in watching "what happens in vegas", "congkak" or "made of honor", but i think he wanted "chocolate".&lt;br /&gt;"Chocolate" is a thai fighting show, i don't even like Jackie chan fighting show i doubt i will enjoy Chocolate. He din like romance show, so we ended up watching "Accuracy of Death" which none of us really wanted to watch, but it juz happen that the slot timing was perfect. I would say this movie is quite meaningful but a little too draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we are very different, we did not force each other to become our desirable other half and lasted fine for 6 years. I am very proud of him and myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting worried.. I am suppose to be graduating in December 2008, but, my last lesson was in March 2008. There wasn't any schedule planned for me due to my major is IS.&lt;br /&gt;I had been pushing for my notes and stuffs for IS since December last year. Was I conned? The school was ceritified with case trust. My course coordinator still replies to my email and stuffs, but i am still worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is so plain w/o pictures. Reason? Bad phone camera. I'm gonna take over my sis cam since she have shifted and left the camera behind it's gonna be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just gets me on my nerves. REally hATED being small, others tend to bully you especially people from the same gender. I think that is a reason why this particular girl keep bullying me. I do agree in a fight or what i am bound to lose, but since i am small, u shouldn't feel threatened by me, why bother to bully me since u gain nothing out of it. U r juz a pea-size brain bitch with a 四肢发达body. We are equally pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5469424717236374089?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5469424717236374089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5469424717236374089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-are-still-very-different-after-being.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-5397848925815894796</id><published>2008-05-14T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:18:52.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally met PH and got my christmas present. But i forgot to bring hers. Was exhausted after the night shift, woke up at 6 and met them at 8 under seok house to hitched a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ajisen for dinner and went TOPONE KTV opposite bugis junction. It SUCKS. The lady who "Promoted" the KTV said there were different themes on different floors. We chose the theme "cold" sth sth. It was like an oven, first time i did not feel cold in KTV. The sound system sucks, no remote control too, we have to alternate ourself to use that corner to dedicate songs.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i will go there again. Oh yar it cost $25.90 from 10.30pm - 3.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i felt being used.&lt;br /&gt;Friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we were friends, i treated you as one of my best friend. I let you have your way in everything, that is something which i had never given anyone before.&lt;br /&gt;But ended up you tried flirting with my bf? treated me transparent cos I had a talk with another friend without you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you treated me as one of your best friend. Apparently with the existance of your real BEST friend, I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt used...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-5397848925815894796?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5397848925815894796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/5397848925815894796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-met-ph-and-got-my-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4325619322749076506</id><published>2008-05-10T06:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T07:11:03.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>05 May 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went KTV for fei fei's farewell party. Brought Camera along but 0 pics. It was fun, but a pity had to leave early cos bf had to work the next day. A few of them really had nice voice, this was one of the few occasion that i enjoyed listening more than singing.&lt;br /&gt; Had liquor and saw how funny people became when they are drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07 May 08&lt;br /&gt;It was our off day. Post night shift, slept 3-4 hrs and woke up waiting.&lt;br /&gt;he slept at 12+am the previous night till 6+pm..&lt;br /&gt;Saw him online even b4 receiving his sms.&lt;br /&gt;Was pestered by mum.&lt;br /&gt;from eating dinner @ home? what time you going out? where you going?&lt;br /&gt;.....to......&lt;br /&gt;Are you still going out? So late still haven't go out? I cooked dinner, just eat some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew i was waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, no where to go in particular and he'll ask where i wan to go.&lt;br /&gt;I knew he wanted somewhere near, suggested tamp. Apparently, he wanted somewhere even nearer. From his reply i knew he wanted to meet at bedok where he didn't need to even travel and of course don't need to send me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought family was first, game was 2nd and i was 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;I think i thought too highly of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of waiting waiting and waiting and get a reluctant date.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i want to keep myself free whenever u r free anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4325619322749076506?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4325619322749076506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4325619322749076506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/05/05-may-08-went-ktv-for-fei-feis.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4289329463349496659</id><published>2008-05-05T13:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:53:08.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be a very long post.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd May 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our 6th Anniversary~!&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, It was like yesterday that he 1st held my hand..&lt;br /&gt;High Tea buffet @ paramount hotel&lt;br /&gt;Not worth it. Food no variety and tasted really awful.&lt;br /&gt;He was disappointed too cos when he was younger he frequent this place and the standard really dropped a lot. There were this french couple sitting behind us and talking to the poor waiter in french. Chicken talking to duck. But i keep having this feeling that the couple is making fun of the poor waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch iron man. This show is super hot, the tickets are either sold out or selling fast in most of the cinemas. We finally get the tickets at the 3rd cinema that we went.&lt;br /&gt;I would say this show is quite nice, having a small laugh occassionally here and there. The show lasted for about 2 hrs. By the time we finish watching, its 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I did not buy him any present, we were both too busy to get each other present. Nevertheless I am contented with this date, just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st May&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy working on a public holiday.....&lt;br /&gt;Glad lin was the one helping me to arrange my shift, she helped me arrange in a way that i will be working on both holiday in MAY. ExTRa $$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Apr&lt;br /&gt;Met Seok for dinner @ bugis. We went to MOF, I have been craving for the Macha Sundae Ice Cream =D~~~~ I ordered just a salmon salad to ensure there are ample space to finish my Ice Cream. She ordered some chicken don stuff, no complain mean not too bad i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;The spoon for the ice cream is super long~ and played ard for a while. I guess I was quite tired and looked a little sian cos of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PH called seok during the dinner, as usual, i always greet ph by calling her name loudly.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Silence in return...&lt;br /&gt;I thought she couldn't hear me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "Hello" ?&lt;br /&gt;she: "ahhnn"&lt;br /&gt;me: "You know who am i?"&lt;br /&gt;she: "Dunno la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I and dunno la repeated for a few time ba, she sounded really disturbed and irritated, forget it handed the phone back to seok. Don't want talk anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 word can really bring a person from mountain to under valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 Apr&lt;br /&gt;Dear's 1st day of school. Super happy that he is back to school. No more accidental spewed words that might be sensitive to him. I am happy not because he is getting a higher qualification so he will get a better pay job. It is that i feel that he really grown a lot. From someone whom skip school everyday and had no plans for the future, to someone who became concern with his future and want to make the path brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush project in Office after work.&lt;br /&gt;Date due is 30th Apr, so after work stayed back and rush.. Ethics and Governance assignment is not as easy as it seems to be. Initially when i first saw the question, its seems like personal opinion and so I dilly dally.... but after actually started doing it, quite chim, have to compare everything with the LAW made my life super difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately the fault lies with CABALSEA. I wAs quite hooked on this game previously.&lt;br /&gt;Dear came back and accompanied me after his study.&lt;br /&gt;He was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Work 9-6&lt;br /&gt;Study 7-10&lt;br /&gt;10+ came back and accompanied till morning.&lt;br /&gt;Guilty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tepanyaki @ PS on 26 Apr&lt;br /&gt;Met my colleague and bf after their work at PS for dinner. We went to the tepanyaki place at @ PS. It was my first time eating tepanyaki with the chef cooking in front of me. The food is not bad, super love the mushroom. Cost is alright i guess around 20+ per person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4289329463349496659?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4289329463349496659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4289329463349496659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/05/3rd-may-2008-its-our-6th-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1363518541787123987</id><published>2008-04-22T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:11:25.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but i really hate hackers and botters in every game.. They just spoil the game so much, and it is so unfair to others where they put in effort and play smart but lost to people to went to sleep and just leave it to bot at night. I remember someone was asking my lecturer how to hack a game, and he replied "Man with integrity don't hack." Yeah i agree with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn tarot. I do have a deck at home, but my mum believe that it would be more accurate if she is the only person touching the deck. It's like every deck has a spirit and link to a single soul, cannot be shared. SO I was not allowed to touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i interested in tarot all of a sudden? cos I saw my friend and mum using tarot to ask question, the answer really helps in making decision and giving them confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a free thinker, I already have no "God" to put my faith on.&lt;br /&gt;To me, every god does not exist, religion is just something to rely on emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;WEll I don't believe in the spiritual stuff in tarot, just want to bet on the probability of getting a "support" to my decision and for fun of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1363518541787123987?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1363518541787123987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1363518541787123987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-know-why-but-i-really-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-9008042375734527790</id><published>2008-04-17T17:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:28:37.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I promise i will try to sweep off the dust of my blog and keep it alive from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After reading a couple of friends blog, i somehow feel that everyone is unhappy with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the past, I'll get over my anger or sadness by venting my anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When i was really young, ice cream works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When i was a little older, sprinting or snacking works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When i was much older, complaining to friend and crying under blanket works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, nothing works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think i changed, I am no longer that easily satisfied. Which is why i am always unhappy now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;M** TV conman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About 1 or two weeks ago, this salesman came knocking at my door at around 9+pm, looking tired and claimed that my block was selected for the installation for this TV thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mum looked at his pathetic state and offered him a seat and a drink in the house. He started with "Grats, your block was selected for the installation for this TV thing blah blah blah you will need to pay $6 per month to enjoy this and that.... If you really don't like, can terminate 1 mth later" My mum thought the block was selected and everyone in the block needs to install, and it is only $6 per month and she could try it for a month and terminate it if she really doesn't like. So she signed the contract BLINDLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This conman gave her a hotline, a christian name and left....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i came home and questioned her a few qns which makes her regret her decision. What we did? We called the bloddy hotline 20 over times and not a single soul picked up the phone. FinE, the technician came to install the box set and stuff 3 days ago. Only able to watch some crap old drama. Guess what? The Freaking BOX SET stopped functioning and I cannot get through the BLOODY hotline. OKay nvm, went online and search for technical help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a forum thread i saw sth like "I called to terminate and they said cannot cos i was binded for 6mths due to the box set" Went to read the 0.2 font size text on the agreement, YEAH! Early termination will have pay few hundreds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got COnned. NEver subscribe to anything that was sent to your doorstep. Learn to determine people with ulterior motive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-9008042375734527790?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/9008042375734527790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/9008042375734527790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-i-promise-i-will-try-to-sweep-off.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-8403261497431376752</id><published>2007-08-21T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:32:45.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha stop scolding me i am back to update my blog ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been having a "Life", like ppl always says work life == no life. Started working in my new company located at paya lebar abt 2-3 weeks ago... the working environment is alright people are quite fun, i like my colleagues there.. young, crappy, cute and can really talk alot! But I juz hate the office politics which surface within 1-2weeks of my stay. Though I know it's unavoidable... Juz have this irritated feeling that I muz grumble.&lt;br /&gt;Backstabbers, favourtism, blah blah blah...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear shift night, i work normal working hrs.. So I work, he slp, he work, I slp. SIGhZzzZz, but at least having common friends, we have alot alot more to talk abt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least there's sth that makes my day.. My mei mei said someone msg her in frenster and ask for her favour to intro me to him. Muhahaa he said I look attract and really cute.. I think it's either he is 1000 degrees short sighted, or his taste is really bad... But this still makes my day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have so many things to update about my life but i couldn't decide how should I start. So i'll save it to nxt blog ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-8403261497431376752?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8403261497431376752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/8403261497431376752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/08/haha-stop-scolding-me-i-am-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3290764841174602146</id><published>2007-08-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:07:53.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Shopping Spree~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Shop like mad today... 1st stop went to metro sale at Tamp~! bought lingerie~ Super Cheap :D But keep kena bullied by AUNTIES... Push left push right, elbow up and down, tsking everywhere... still need to look out for swimming trunk for my bro... coz he was selected for the navy interview thingy......... after squeezing at tamp we headed to bugis to continue shopping. Bought many many clothes~~~ Coz sales ending SOON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1 good thing abt shopping with my mei is we have the same dress sense, hmmm or rather she was influenced by me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We can shop at same place same shops buy same pattern clothes~ try together ~ Shiok~ rather than shopping with ppl who walk behind me looking bored.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So after 6 hrs of shopping on heels, both of us were like limping... Met dear at tamp again~ coz he going dw to buy his modem at tamp and complained that the queue was very long.. but end up when i reach abt 15 mins later... He buy finish liao......... accompanied him go dinner then went home le... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Any kaki wanna go shopping??? I need to buy shoes and bag ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3290764841174602146?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3290764841174602146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3290764841174602146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/08/shopping-spree-shop-like-mad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-2818151224232040985</id><published>2007-08-02T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T01:15:03.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really envy girls in most of the korean n taiwan dramas... Common looking girl, ill fated girl, werido girl, which ever girl who is the main cast. No matter what shit ever happens to them, there will always be not 1 but 2 guys by her side. One good guy and one bad guy. Good guy whom she thought she love and share her happiness with. And bad guy whom always make her angry but love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad guy will always be the guy she ends up with, cos this bad guy will be the one who seems to be treating her badly but think for her in every ways, protect her, always be by her side when she's upset. Bad guy will be the one who is willing to give up everything, or maybe anything juz to protect her. Which leads to the girl falling in love to this bad guy not unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life would never be as exciting as a drama, non this kinda "bad guy" really exist. But somehow, I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there will be  1 page in my life story that will be exciting and interesting, and hope to meet my "bad guy" one day... if anyone will be willing to be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-2818151224232040985?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2818151224232040985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/2818151224232040985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-really-envy-girls-in-most-of-korean-n.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1207980519838490094</id><published>2007-07-27T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T01:20:30.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Accompanied mum to do sth at Rolex building... Inside there everything was GOLD in colour, the ROLEX word, the CUSTOMER SERVICE counter, the sofa the decoration and everything else... But every part looks familier, i seems to have went there b4.. it's either when i was very young or in my dream?? Have this very very weird feeling after visiting that place.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Met dear for dinner at marine parade.. and Saw Maximum Tune 3! VIP price 1.80! Went to change our card immediately coz we expect the other arcades would cost more than that and guess what? my HP increased from 810 to 820 :D The gears n steering looks and feels the same, but the graphic had become more cartoon liked... don't really like.. watched him challenge challenge and win win win~~ ShIoK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I want to be happy! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1207980519838490094?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1207980519838490094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1207980519838490094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/07/accompanied-mum-to-do-sth-at-to-rolex.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1744976951826228713</id><published>2007-07-25T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:57:10.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Had my braces tightened yesterday... This time really PAIN~!!! The pain was bearable but felt rather scare when i saw him using so much strength trying to do sth to my teeth. But i dunno what is he doing. Dr Cheng said my front tooth's gap couldn't close up totally at the root there coz the end was fatter and was blocking.. so he FILED off some of my tooth.. :( so now the gap seems more obvious but the side of the teeth is definately straighter, artificially STRAIGHT. This time rd so many extra extra mental in my mouth... Sob Sob..........&lt;br /&gt;Was glad that he accompanied me there... but unhappy incident happen AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some gods noes who girl smsed my bf to borrow a shoulder... @#%#$&amp;%@#$&amp;amp;^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was i to react? Couldn't even slp at night, coz my gum hurts so much. My mind started to run wild. So I was even MORE unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that i was so unhappy, Dear brought me to crystal jade but I refused to eat porridge.. ordered some hor fun thingy with 5 huge prawn... Pain but die die want to eat... But now feeling hungry again... Anyway, on the way home, we quarrelled AGAIN. I Attitude him he attitude back.. K this is sth We muz learn to control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we dun really talk abt our feelings and thoughts, whatever we are unhappy with we juz keep it to ourselves, until we quarrel, then we spill everything, so quarrelling once in a while is not as bad as it seems to be. At least now I noe wat he wans n he is trying to give me what I want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1744976951826228713?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1744976951826228713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1744976951826228713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/07/had-my-braces-tightened-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6067726070954092487</id><published>2007-07-22T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:59:53.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hmm okay bth, my blogskin is really ugly, Will change when I have time. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh Friday went sign letter of appointment, i was like rushing my assignments mad, so i went down looking rather haggard. Sway sway they asked me to take photo for access card. I Die die also dun wan. bad first impression? But Can't expect me to hang my UGLY messy hair photo around my neck everyday rite? Then went home rush assignment like mad, finally finish on time. But Bloody hell reach sch they say assignment deadline EXTENDED by 1 week coz many ppl cannot finish. TMd! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Went dw to jj house there to hitch a ride to ecp with MY and PH to celebrate Seok's 22ND Birthday~. JJ parked rather far coz free parking But realise there's one nearer to BK. Then we walked 1/2 way.... JJ: EH we forgot to take the present. So MY and JJ went back to the car and I accompanied the poor high heeled and leg pain PH slowly walk towards BK. We waited in the middle of the road rather long... Reason: JJ shifted the car to the nearer carpark, and once again~ forgot to take the present down. My frens are always cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Seok said there was a suprise for us.. Indeed! She went to makeover.. her lashes are kan Long!! but its like half falling le.. But still pretty ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Then sing bday song, cut cake, crap awhile then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sat, went sis hse, main motive: Play piano.. :D I suggest she hang a potrait of audience in a concert hall in front of the piano. She Really Buy my IdeA :D ~ then went dw with jie to PS. Met JJ and PH there. Ate Aijisen till Damn FUll~ JJ and Ph ordered Volcano... JJ eat till she teared :D~ MY joined us and we were like discussing where to go. But it's like So late le, it's either we go KTV that we all were like dying for, or go drinking where we shld be able to make seok happier. But since no one can suggest a place to go drink we decided on KTV. Fear were in all of us, nobody dare to call seok to tell her that... JJ the bravest called, and suprisingly, seok wasn't angry :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;KTV was fun as usual.... ^^ Went back at 3.30..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6067726070954092487?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6067726070954092487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6067726070954092487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmm-okay-bth-my-blogskin-is-really-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7481160460071704658</id><published>2007-07-13T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T16:29:49.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm hmm I am suppose to be doing my assignment now!!! But Toooooooo Bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see what I did last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my new baby HTC touch last thursday, I felt like a totally idiot using this pda phone. Got use to it gradually... I do like this phone, somemore same as dear dear's. but somehow I still misses my mitsubishi phone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then friday was at home waiting for lesson at 7. I was like waiting waiting and waiting, how come my notes 5pm still haven send over. So i went to check my timetable. OH~!! No lesson~! wasted a day but nvm met dear at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was at Marina/Suntec there doing shopping. DeaR spent a total of 200 BuCKSs for his clothes ah bluetooth ah headset ah... And guess what? I bought NTH~!! This wkend my turn!! MuZ buy some clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun went jiejie's hse test test the piano. 1 word to describe, SHIOK! The hse like still quite empty so lots of echo, on aircon in the study, close window, output to speaker. Sound quality supER nice~ sound like we are in a concert hall. Good piano anyhow play oso nice~! After that shopping at orchard lo~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday went interview, no response yet, he say will get back to me by monday coz he flying off.. PraYing hard to get this job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately life seems boring, no happenings events. Wait till I complete my assignment!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-7481160460071704658?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7481160460071704658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7481160460071704658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmm-hmm-i-am-suppose-to-be-doing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6203476887546423251</id><published>2007-07-05T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T01:04:20.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF with everybody? Seems like every groups of my friends are drifting far n brking up. Heard stories from different ppl, my conclusion. NO RESPECT for each other. when there's a conflict the vulgarities juz go straight to ur fren's face! I would nv be able to do that. PPl PlSss.... I noe u r angry but respect is still the basic that you shld have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;4th July was my last day in TD. My sweetie colleagues had arranged for a farewell party for me at Seoul Garden. Sad sad really sad... I will miss my colleague there. The feeling was really nice, somehow felt like it was my bday party. They even got me a cake.... Love them all~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bare with me I am going to upload quite a few pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;More to come when Mala upload pics from her cam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50wa9z85I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ki_2DVxbdDI/s1600-h/IMG07~80.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084129404568990610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50wa9z85I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ki_2DVxbdDI/s320/IMG07~80.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Mala - Pantry Kaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50wq9z86I/AAAAAAAAACE/ON5Kn9c3hqQ/s1600-h/IMG07~79.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084129408863957922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50wq9z86I/AAAAAAAAACE/ON5Kn9c3hqQ/s320/IMG07~79.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron - Lunch/slack/eat snake kaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50w69z87I/AAAAAAAAACM/U372qCpdwLs/s1600-h/IMG07~77.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084129413158925234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50w69z87I/AAAAAAAAACM/U372qCpdwLs/s320/IMG07~77.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari - Cuttie/helpful Senior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50w69z88I/AAAAAAAAACU/rnaRdj2xs34/s1600-h/IMG07~72.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084129413158925250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50w69z88I/AAAAAAAAACU/rnaRdj2xs34/s320/IMG07~72.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah - BEst Team lEadEr (Boh Khup kind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50xK9z89I/AAAAAAAAACc/YGDcR-D2wro/s1600-h/IMG07~70.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084129417453892562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50xK9z89I/AAAAAAAAACc/YGDcR-D2wro/s320/IMG07~70.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel - 3 mins brk/lunch kaki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6203476887546423251?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6203476887546423251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6203476887546423251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/07/wtf-with-everybody-seems-like-every.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ro50wa9z85I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ki_2DVxbdDI/s72-c/IMG07~80.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3322420403719122809</id><published>2007-06-26T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:43:27.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/RoElkx6IVoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lpUsz_AMHYw/s1600-h/160607+-+5+girls.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080383168453301890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/RoElkx6IVoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lpUsz_AMHYw/s320/160607+-+5+girls.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe I think this is the nicest~ Coz I decorate de~!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/RoElaR6IVnI/AAAAAAAAABs/JlQfxGvL8Y8/s1600-h/160607+-+5+girls+3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080382988064675442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/RoElaR6IVnI/AAAAAAAAABs/JlQfxGvL8Y8/s320/160607+-+5+girls+3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile all`! Am i smiling? hmm cannot see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/RoElNR6IVmI/AAAAAAAAABk/BM-x8-GAxo8/s1600-h/160607+-+5+girls+2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080382764726376034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/RoElNR6IVmI/AAAAAAAAABk/BM-x8-GAxo8/s320/160607+-+5+girls+2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dirty stuff on my scanner? black chin.. nvm it's on my face..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3322420403719122809?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3322420403719122809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3322420403719122809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/06/hehe-i-think-this-is-nicest-coz-i.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/RoElkx6IVoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lpUsz_AMHYw/s72-c/160607+-+5+girls.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3080861618531249562</id><published>2007-06-26T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T00:48:20.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Why muz a group of friends brk down into small gangs and go against each other? If you have problems cant u guys juz raise it up and try to solve it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jason called and scolded me. My response : WTF what did i do? His: Precisely, Coz U did NTH. Aren't you expecting too much from me? TELL me there's a prob, scold me if i din try to help. Happy happy come scold me. You think I can read your mind is it? Till now I still don't know what's going on between you guys, if you guys dun intend to let me noe, it's perfectly FINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Argh argh Bz Bz.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;20 modules - Completed 3 modules, 4 e-learning meaning 13 more modules!! Jiayou!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Study, work, family, friend and boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;No work = no money == no study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Got work + study == no time == :( family, friend and boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sigh sigh really got a feeling I can't cope anymore. Getting to be stressed up by the extensive materials that have to research on for the assignment. In private sch, everything learnt in class is like the skeleton, we have to find the flesh and skin ourselves. So time consuming and this mth got 2 assignments when i havent even started any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Friends are good and understanding when they want to be, they can be really nasty and irritating at times. Like right now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Looking forward to hairdo and ktv on Wednesday, dinner on friday, cousin wedding on sat, farewell party nxt wed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3080861618531249562?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3080861618531249562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3080861618531249562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-muz-group-of-friends-brk-down-into.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-3809555975829500428</id><published>2007-06-19T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T00:11:49.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DAmn sickening! Got an error log today. WTF lor i did nth wrong. TMD ppl made mistake but left so I bear the consequences. PiSSED!!!!!!!!! Nvm........ I won't be staying for long. REN!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lets see.. what have I been doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Last week was rushing my assignment like mad..... Bth lappy and vista.. lag like hell... Was on MC on tuesday coz was coughing non stop. Thurs on leave again coz muz rush assignment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sat celebrated ph's birthday. Guess everyone in the group have different preference in celebration. 1 suggest go BBQ 1 suggest go drink.. Obviously ppl who suggested BBQ won't enjoy going to drink and ppl who suggested BBQ won't enjoy drinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lucky I am alright who both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We went for dinner at Waraku.... Food was alright only la.. After that went to Detox.. Have been hearing about this place for about a yr liao but 1st time there. Bad bad... I was a bit buay song... cos bday girl was targetted by everyone. Okay now I am a bit guilty coz I made someone unhappy. But! If that happen again, I would still stand my ground. Rolling down steep steps from 3rd floor is no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;PS: Pls nxt time if want make ppl drunk, do it at some ground lvl place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-3809555975829500428?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3809555975829500428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/3809555975829500428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn-sickening-got-error-log-today.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4785742780700467930</id><published>2007-06-03T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T20:52:43.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hmmm Cannot remember what I did, on which day... Will arrange them RANDOMLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MArcus Sent me my Lappy~~ he parked his mercedes at station waiting for me.. with the Initial D's Stickers...! Another ID freak..&lt;br /&gt;I juz Love my lappy to core~! Nice nice outlook. 15" display, Window Vista, Dual core processor :D Just that the RAM 512 only, cannot even play audition. My com runs super slow man, according to my sister coz vista does alot of scanning... So need to do some configuration to make it run faster... But! dunno how.. Bare with it 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met seok, went Raku for dinner. My mei was like saying Raku is one of the cheapest Jap restaurent but went there like not very cheap ley.. Maybe she richer, that's why she finds it cheap. The Hotplate not bad.. quite nice. Then after that went squeeze squeeze at the PC show and find ph chat chat.. suprisingly with so many customers around she still took quite a few minutes entertaining us. :p After that went arcade!! Though we always play the usual games... but I still enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit Sit chat chat... Until very EARLY then go home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat did nth much practically sleeping &amp;amp; slacking whole day. So much for the initial plan. Well there always nxt time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went ECP makan with this new fren of mine. A new "counsellor", he's a very funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;I rem 1 night at ard 1+ he sms me: "HELP!! my gf went missing after quarrelling with me." I reply: "Very funny, how i help, y don't u juz call her? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;He reply: "Oh Ya hor. Thanks for the help. :)"&lt;br /&gt;I was like =.= dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought my sis along to meet seok.&lt;br /&gt;Me: My sister&lt;br /&gt;Seok: Oh hi.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Call jie jie.&lt;br /&gt;Mei: Jie jie.&lt;br /&gt;Seok: Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Me: U should say guai.&lt;br /&gt;Seok: Guai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna faint.. since when the two of them so obedient? Only when stranger is ard. Both SO FAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went PC show AGAIN with my mei, wanted to buy a carrier case, mouse and usb hub... But reach Squeeze all the way in then kena squeezed all the way out.. Nv even see anything. End up outside the PC show she got her carrier case n i bought my mouse.. Where the top priority was my CARRier caSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't mentioned anything abt my bf? Coz I din see him for very long le... Sighz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4785742780700467930?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4785742780700467930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4785742780700467930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmm-cannot-remember-what-i-did-on.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7660815722976223694</id><published>2007-05-29T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T19:35:27.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very BuSy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe? lets see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy working, doing assignment, finding jobs, going dw to interview, chalet, shopping, go out play play with bf, entertaining heart-brokened friend, meeting up with OLD friend, eat, slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now believe I am real busy??? Irritating TING Bunch of gays, stop think that i am always doing things that is secretive, illegal or immoral that can't be disclosed here... that is NOT TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my longest interview ever yesterday, the whole session from step in to office to step out of it took 1 hr 30 mins!!! Was BOmBArDED by tonnes of qns, crap my way thru~~ Tada~~ they arranged me for 2nd interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Pirates~~ nice nice. A pity, I didn't like the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to getting my laptop on friday~ :)&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get a job with same working hr as dear.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get my pay tml.&lt;br /&gt;Craving for Japanese Buffet~~ 10 plates of SaSHiMi. :D~~&lt;br /&gt;Sales EVERYWHERE~~ I want Shopping~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-7660815722976223694?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7660815722976223694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7660815722976223694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/05/very-busy-dont-believe-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-6193440762607674179</id><published>2007-05-06T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T11:12:40.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.&apos;.~Anniversary~.&apos;.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anni Celebration Day 2!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I am typing this for the SECOND time!! I typed half way my house went BLaCK out!! Went Killney for breakfast, there's this stupid uncle he actually go against the traffic to snatch parking lot with us. Damn Shitty. Went to UBI driving center, wanted to book final theory but FORGOT to bring Basic theory! It totally slipped our mind... Nvm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Headed to Sentosa. I didn't noe the plan! So i was in Skirt n heels!! -.- so dear bought this "go market shorts" which cost 30 BucKSs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rj1DF5pwu5I/AAAAAAAAABU/vQgMm8gdmc4/s1600-h/IMGP1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061275324888693650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rj1DF5pwu5I/AAAAAAAAABU/vQgMm8gdmc4/s320/IMGP1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We walked ard with Map in hand, taking photos everywhere, felt like a tourist on honeymoon :X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Here comes the incident that SPOILS our plans n our mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We decided to go siglap for dinner.. On ECP, we were stucked in a JAM. But apparently, this car behind us wanted to be hero, he tried cutting out to another lane. *PiAnG* There goes our bumper. Dear straight away open door, one glance at his car n chiong to that man. I thought he was going to Bash him up, as he look rather fierce. Lucky this man keeps apologising, n is willing to pay for the repair. Well when everything settled, it was 11++ eat n go home... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rj1D3Jpwu6I/AAAAAAAAABc/2YEoKDHj_7c/s1600-h/IMGP1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061276170997250978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rj1D3Jpwu6I/AAAAAAAAABc/2YEoKDHj_7c/s320/IMGP1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sigh.... I was so excited with the night activity that he planned. All thanks to that car behind :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Happy 5 YeaRss ToGether~ I had a really really enjoyable celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;My jaw almost fell when I step out of the lift, dear dear parked his black lancer right in front of the building's door standing there waiting to open the car door for me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Made our way to PS to watch Spiderman 3~ Show was not bad, but abit too long, sit till very uncomfortable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Below is my Anni Present~ Couple lab ring all not very cheap sia. Like tat round up almost 100 bucks le. Wanted to engrave chinese word, but muz wait 3days! Too bad, english again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rjy34ppwu1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DzxISj4pu5k/s1600-h/IMG070~4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061122265139166034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rjy34ppwu1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DzxISj4pu5k/s320/IMG070~4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;After show went to buy my present for him.. wallet at bugis... din't hav a photo of it, but he got an additional gift.. It was juz less than 10 mins n here's what he got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rjy51ppwu2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/aX29B3xvjeg/s1600-h/IMGP1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061124412622814050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rjy51ppwu2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/aX29B3xvjeg/s320/IMGP1387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Went dinner at Ski 360 at ECP, I quite like the ambience, nice watching ppl falling into the sea when chewing my linguini.. We always thought Ski is those western restaurent, to my suprise, they have more variety of Chinese food than western.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Drove ard n we decided to go changi beach there sit sit watch stars... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I was like grumbling n sighing, 1 day past so fast, our anniversary is going to be over soon. He said, nvm more to come in the future. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Simple celebration.. but I really love it.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-6193440762607674179?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6193440762607674179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/6193440762607674179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-5-yearss-together-i-had-really.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Rj1DF5pwu5I/AAAAAAAAABU/vQgMm8gdmc4/s72-c/IMGP1371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-7749741637603926435</id><published>2007-04-25T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:09:49.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Super Shack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work OT OT n OT.... everyday work from 8.30am to 8pm... my whole body ache like hell after working 11 1/2 hrs for 2 consecutive days... still hav 2 more daysss to go~~ b4 weekend... Sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always damn sway, everyday bring umbrella except today... n it was pouring at ard 7+ when i am abt to finish work.. Lucky today dear dear come fetch me with his big big umbrella if not dunno how to go home sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st Opera in Esplanade`~!~!~!~! Watched Phantom last Sunday~~ It was fabulous~ Superb~ Nice~~!! Props were incredible.. the guns, lamps, lightings, moveable stage, blah blah blah.... and not to forget the Chandelier~! makes the show so real.. there were this scene where the phantom flared, n drop the chandelier frm a great height abv the audience... It REALLY drop lor!!! until almost hit the front seat ppl, it was pulled quickly to the stage... Damn real..... but a pity is the singing was not as GrEAT as the original cast... though we expected that, still a little disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MuST comment on the lead actress man... She Damn ugly lor, when she sings together with phantom, her voice is like totally covered... But still pei fu her la... she can reach high high pitch.... Though the cast is not as handsome n pretty as those in the movie... I still enjoyed myself alot alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ri9q85pwu0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/szaDoi1B7HY/s1600-h/Phantom+ticks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057378501061032770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ri9q85pwu0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/szaDoi1B7HY/s320/Phantom+ticks.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/13792705-7749741637603926435?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7749741637603926435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/7749741637603926435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/04/super-shack.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idQYk1SYefk/Ri9q85pwu0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/szaDoi1B7HY/s72-c/Phantom+ticks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-1693699885565203646</id><published>2007-04-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:31:43.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quarrel again!! Sian... I moulded him into an undesirable guy? What a joke... ArGH~!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-1693699885565203646?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1693699885565203646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/1693699885565203646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/04/quarrel-again-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13792705.post-4573707068274146570</id><published>2007-04-15T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:30:27.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DXO~!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time there, not very fun leh, abit small, music not very nice.....&lt;br /&gt;Decided to open chivas after 2 glasses of crappy housepour. Here goes the normal five ten n phone ringing thingy... as in whoever's phone ring will have to drink 1/2 a glass of chivas with TWO drops of green tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY was abit giddy liao so we started giving her green tea only. The rest like no kick so continue drinking lor.. Until someone went outside n squat.... So I thought I would go n check on her....&lt;br /&gt;There I was like still boasting about my jiu liang, n watch her stumble ard.... When.....&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I felt a little giddy, then juz rush in n lean on the table lor.... Guess I din took too much as I recovered rather fast... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Took care of the stubborn drunkard one... n finally took a cab home at ard 4am when we were shooed out of the place to the road side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay no more clubbing session.. I think we are more suitable to go Ktv then drinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13792705-4573707068274146570?l=pamp3r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4573707068274146570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13792705/posts/default/4573707068274146570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pamp3r.blogspot.com/2007/04/dxo-1st-time-there-not-very-fun-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>PaMpEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05604487778781186400</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></entry></feed>
