<?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-36278414</id><updated>2011-12-15T11:09:44.398+08:00</updated><category term='confused'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Bored times'/><category term='Cravings'/><category term='Sharing'/><category term='Inspirations'/><category term='Outing'/><category term='Pissed Off'/><title type='text'>Me &amp; Just Me</title><subtitle type='html'>Things that I do not tell...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-5538944807926332766</id><published>2010-08-19T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T14:09:19.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend to do list</title><content type='html'>This weekend's to do list:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Design wedding invitation card&lt;br /&gt;2) Visit spotlight for materials for Wedding invitation card mock up. corsarges, guest book and headpiece&lt;br /&gt;3) dig a vege patch on backyard&lt;br /&gt;4) buy vegetables seeds and sprinkler from Bunning or Reject Shop&lt;br /&gt;5) make scones for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;6) make white bread&lt;br /&gt;7) research on next painting&lt;br /&gt;8) Follow husband t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems a little too much but I've beed dragging things for along time. I want to get a least half of it done. Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-5538944807926332766?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/5538944807926332766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=5538944807926332766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/5538944807926332766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/5538944807926332766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-to-do-list.html' title='Weekend to do list'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-1904758124199951049</id><published>2009-12-01T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:47:00.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>To have someone...</title><content type='html'>I never thought that I would marry a man that I randomly notice in the bus talking loudly to one of his mates worse, complaining about something. That scene, the look on his face, what he was wearing and how he had his hair just somehow burnt into my memory. I did not forget that day and I never will. 2 years later, he became my husband and I love him dearly. Being with him somehow makes me feel important and being loved. Something which I've never felt before. Something which I long for all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to treasure every chance you have to get what you aim for. You just need to work harder and eventually you will get your reward. That was how I felt. I am so pleased with myself for what I have done to get him to notice me. I was quite reluctant as first but I did it! So can you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-1904758124199951049?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/1904758124199951049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=1904758124199951049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1904758124199951049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1904758124199951049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-have-someone.html' title='To have someone...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-2069072408963775112</id><published>2009-12-01T13:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:52:56.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Perth</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wish that my life is more eventful. Maybe you will think that my life is eventful enough already because it's not very long ago since I move to Perth. It's only about 7 months going on 8 I guess. I've been here since 2nd of May. Yes, still counting by the month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie is working very hard to keep both of us occupied with interesting things to do on weekends but it just feels different. It feels like I am looking for more. Maybe it is my job. Yes I didn't like my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need a break. Maybe I need more friends. Maybe I need to get a new job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-2069072408963775112?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/2069072408963775112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=2069072408963775112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2069072408963775112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2069072408963775112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2009/12/perth.html' title='Perth'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-1710886803961986296</id><published>2009-03-11T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:22:57.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Lost...</title><content type='html'>I hate to find things missing. They bothers me a lot whether it is important or not. That is a very common thing to happen when you have two different location to store your belongings and sometimes you just can help it and have two similar items in the two different location for convenience. Sometimes when you only have one, and you could not find it, you tend to think that it is at the other place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just lost my box of jewelry. Yes, all precious jewelry made of gold that I have since I was young. I know I can buy new ones to replace them but it's the memories I have with those jewelry that I am not able to get back. Those are all gifts from all my loved ones. Different memories we built on each and every piece of them which money cannot buy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been thinking about where it was much because all these while I thought it was in my mom's possession only until when she called to tell that she could not find it anywhere. I am quite disappointed. Nothing can replace this. I can only slowly forget about them... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-1710886803961986296?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/1710886803961986296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=1710886803961986296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1710886803961986296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1710886803961986296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost.html' title='Lost...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-4169539808300105628</id><published>2009-03-10T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:04:40.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random things I wrote in my phone</title><content type='html'>I cannot recall the feeling I am having when I wrote this but I still want it to be here. Maybe one day I can recall what I am thinking at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times when you are in dilemma, you would not know the right way or how to make a decision. The love you have for someone is so strong that can make you do things that you have never thought of doing. I am not revengeful but why does it still bothers be sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just made a fool out of himself by saying things that he said on the phone the other day. Whatever his motive was, I don't care but i felt victorious. He is not important anymore but he is the one who made me smarter in everyway because I have been stupid all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, my love is dedicated to this person whom I wish so much to see everyday. He has brighten up my life. I have never thought that this could happened but I have found him. I use to feel insecure in marriage. I even told my friends that I will not get married unless I have to but he gave me the confident that marriage means being together, living together, sharing together and getting old together. All these will definitely bring joy to my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that there is no guarantee in what the future will bring you but I have faith that this will work. I will do my best at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-4169539808300105628?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/4169539808300105628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=4169539808300105628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/4169539808300105628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/4169539808300105628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-things-i-wrote-in-my-phone.html' title='Random things I wrote in my phone'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-8911958772213178657</id><published>2009-02-17T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:17:36.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Valentine's</title><content type='html'>Happy Belated Valentine's Day. This year's Valentine's day was just like every other Saturday. You weren't around. Lucky to have friends. At least mine was slightly better than yours. I get to watch Brad Pitt in The Curious Case of Benjamin Button at a cinema nearby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not hoping for any miracle or anything special to happen. A close friend of mine always tells me that when you have no expectation, you will get better pleasure over things that happens to you. Which is true. Valentine's Day was not so bad without you after all but of course your call played a big role in making my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something that I always look forward to. It just lights up my day no matter how bad the day was. I am so amazed that we have so much to talk about everyday. I should stop now. My brains are wondering somewhere else. I got some interesting books on my table that I could not get my eyes off. Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-8911958772213178657?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/8911958772213178657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=8911958772213178657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/8911958772213178657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/8911958772213178657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines.html' title='Valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-629729027964078436</id><published>2009-02-06T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:51:47.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>Emotional...</title><content type='html'>I constantly feel emotional every now and then. My visa is approved and I should be very glad. Before the visa is approved, I imagine my feeling of excitement, that I am soon stepping into another stage of life, starting everything new including relationship and constantly looking forward leaving Singapore for good but why am I feeling so lost now? I am starting to get use to the lifestyle that I have just morphed into and now another change that I have been getting ready for it to come from the day I said yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that all that I have decided leads me to my marriage which is less than 9 months from now. I am still not mentally prepared. I was imagining a romantic proposal from the fiancé but seem like it will not happen after all. Disappointed? Yes I am but what can I do? I can't be opening my mouth asking for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-629729027964078436?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/629729027964078436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=629729027964078436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/629729027964078436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/629729027964078436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2009/02/emotional.html' title='Emotional...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-2448215145505136133</id><published>2008-12-19T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:04:47.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas is you!!</title><content type='html'>I don't care about the presents&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I just want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is...&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing I need&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about the presents&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to hang my stocking&lt;br /&gt;There upon the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus won't make me happy&lt;br /&gt;With a toy on Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;I just want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is you&lt;br /&gt;You baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't ask for much this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wish for snow&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna keep on waiting&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;I won't make a list and send it&lt;br /&gt;To the North Pole for Saint Nick&lt;br /&gt;I won't even stay awake to&lt;br /&gt;Hear those magic reindeers click&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to me so tight&lt;br /&gt;What more can I do&lt;br /&gt;Baby all I want for Christmas is you&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;All the lights are shining&lt;br /&gt;So brightly everywhere&lt;br /&gt;And the sound of children's&lt;br /&gt;Laughter fills the air&lt;br /&gt;And everyone is singing&lt;br /&gt;I hear those sleigh bells ringing&lt;br /&gt;Santa won't you bring me the one I really need&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please bring my baby to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;This is all I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see my baby&lt;br /&gt;Standing right outside my door&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;Baby all I want for Christmas is...&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is you... baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-2448215145505136133?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/2448215145505136133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=2448215145505136133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2448215145505136133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2448215145505136133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-you.html' title='All I want for Christmas is you!!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-2355460691714779792</id><published>2008-11-25T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:56:59.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Cold Feet</title><content type='html'>It’s only 20 days since you gone and I am getting cold feet. My sister asked me two questions that I could not answer anymore. The first question, is that what I really want? Second question, do you want me to go there with you? I am still excited and looking forward to go there. In fact I want to be there almost immediately but I can’t. The visa is the main thing that has been holding back. The waiting time to complete the form and compiling the documents needed just took too long and I am losing patience. I need someone to talk to but I just couldn’t find anyone who can really understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are having a hard time too. You are alone in a new place trying to adjust to a new place with no friends or anyone that you know in particular. I hope that everything turn out well for you. I feel bad not being able to help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope that tomorrow will be a better day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-2355460691714779792?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/2355460691714779792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=2355460691714779792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2355460691714779792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2355460691714779792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/11/cold-feet.html' title='Cold Feet'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-7105555720320544645</id><published>2008-11-17T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:11:53.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>我很想念你！</title><content type='html'>I hate to have this feeling of missing someone very much and you cannot do anything about it. At times when you miss someone, you can just let that person know or take the initiative to ask him/her out. What if you can’t do so? What if there is nothing you can do to ease the feeling and the only thing you can do is just to divert your attention to something else hoping that you will forget or put that feeling down just a little while. It’s a pain in heart; you could not sleep, eat or concentrate on anything at all. Sometimes you don’t even feel like doing anything but wait for the day that you can meet to come soonest possible. 11 days gone… 12 more weeks to go… not more than 12 I hope…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-7105555720320544645?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/7105555720320544645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=7105555720320544645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/7105555720320544645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/7105555720320544645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='我很想念你！'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-4888023653666125192</id><published>2008-11-13T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:05:49.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever have a mixture of feeling that you wanted to leave the place you are currently at almost immediately but yet you are afraid that you will miss it a lot? Have you ever experienced to be in a place where you have absolutely no one that you would want to spend all your free time with because all your loved ones are not around? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about three months time I will be leaving Singapore for good. I am not sure how and what the future will bring me but I am prepared to take this risk. I am excited and most of the time I feel like leaving this place immediately because I missed him so dearly at the same time I am reluctant to leave my family who have always be there for me for whatever reason and whatever trouble I get myself into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends ask me to reconsider if this is really the right decision, going somewhere that I have absolutely no idea what I am getting into. Sorry dear, I will not stay unless I have to. Why? I’ve made up my mind. Reason? If I don’t do it, I might regret giving up a once in a life time chance. If I do not succeed for whatever reason I can always come back to the place which I will always remember as Home. Yes, I’ve been working in Singapore for more than three years now but still not good enough for me to call this place home. My home will always and forever be Malaysia. Maybe you might think that it is not a good country with all the political issues that’s been happening and the crime rates shooting up but that is the place that I will always feel comfortable and confident being my real self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-4888023653666125192?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/4888023653666125192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=4888023653666125192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/4888023653666125192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/4888023653666125192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/11/leaving.html' title='Leaving...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-2536596991248791199</id><published>2008-09-16T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:48:52.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Happy...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, mom and dad sent me to the bus terminal. I am taking a coach back to Singapore instead of taking a flight. I miss my flight. It started raining just when the coach reached. Dad brought out a big orange Chivas umbrella. He held on my shoulders making sure that I don't get wet and walk me towards the entrance of the bus. I felt very warm. It was the first time I have such close contact with Dad as long as I could remember. The feeling of warmth and loved is something I will never forget for the rest of my life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-2536596991248791199?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/2536596991248791199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=2536596991248791199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2536596991248791199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2536596991248791199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy.html' title='Happy...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-3350173665607821661</id><published>2008-08-22T11:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:58:14.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>If you happen to read this</title><content type='html'>I am angry.&lt;br /&gt;I am angry, because you played with my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am angry, because&lt;br /&gt;You had it all, you choose to ignore&lt;br /&gt;You weren't sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You chose another path and yet you still hold me on&lt;br /&gt;Put me through miserable times &lt;br /&gt;Lost 5 kgs, getting drunk, do things that I regret doing for the rest for my life&lt;br /&gt;I gave you another chance and you ask for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all looking seeing you kissing another girl and yet I still try to believe all the lame excuses you gave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, my heart died&lt;br /&gt;Still, I held on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a day, you might love me enough&lt;br /&gt;Enough to not put me through another pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were insecure, but yet you were waiting for me to decide&lt;br /&gt;why didn't you leave and let things be clear and clean in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;you didn't love me&lt;br /&gt;I was just a companion&lt;br /&gt;I was just a pass time, a friend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that I changed&lt;br /&gt;How can I not be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that I kept asking for more&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I will stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years, is a long time&lt;br /&gt;The 2 years since the first break up, were tumultuous, emotional wrecking, and basically, just tore my life apart&lt;br /&gt;It is but a taste, of what I have gone through, the past 5 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears, which you do not see, does not mean they weren't there&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is just a mask, for the loneliness I feel sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you and all that I have done over the past 5 years means nothing to you that you need to come back asking for the money paid for the condo including the money you MIGHT or you PREDICT you will make? Not an ounce of respect is left for you... Sorry but you are not worth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-3350173665607821661?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/3350173665607821661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=3350173665607821661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/3350173665607821661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/3350173665607821661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-you-happen-to-read-this.html' title='If you happen to read this'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-2252016373578406576</id><published>2008-08-22T10:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:25:57.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>你是我最深爱的人</title><content type='html'>Someone once won my heart with this song. I stupidly waited for a miracle that didn't happen. It didn't remind me of any good times that we had but instead make me realising that we should have end it long long time ago. I should have realised it long ago when you stop singing it to me. I can't help by thinking back on how silly I have been. I know I shouldn't but I just can't help it. I was basically selfish. I was afraid of being lonely, I wasn't strong, I wasn't independent enough. I don't know what you have in mind. I was clueless. You were a liar. You didn't speak the truth. You lost my trust. You lost my love. You lost my faith. You basically lost me. I just want to disappear from your world and you from mine. Good Bye... A new chapter of life will begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我最深爱的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱上了一个人&lt;br /&gt;能够为她牺牲&lt;br /&gt;就算付出了生命&lt;br /&gt;我甘心为了你&lt;br /&gt;两个人在一起&lt;br /&gt;分享爱的命运&lt;br /&gt;永远都不会忘记&lt;br /&gt;我们生活点滴&lt;br /&gt;你是我最深爱的女人&lt;br /&gt;你有最美丽的嘴唇&lt;br /&gt;你拥有最动人的眼神&lt;br /&gt;你带给我幸福和快乐&lt;br /&gt;我是你最深爱的男人&lt;br /&gt;我的爱绝对是永恒&lt;br /&gt;做什么都值得&lt;br /&gt;爱上了一个人&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-2252016373578406576?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/2252016373578406576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=2252016373578406576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2252016373578406576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2252016373578406576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='你是我最深爱的人'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-1466614696765424787</id><published>2008-08-11T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:38:40.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Sins in relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That’s why it’s a comfort to go hand in hand.” - Emily Kimbrough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as important as what you should do is what you shouldn’t do — and I’m sure many of you have stepped into these pitfalls yourselves. I know I have. I’ve learned from my mistakes, and have learned to recognize when I’m making a fatal error, and how to correct it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can avoid these seven things, and focus instead on doing the four things above, you should have a strong relationship. I’m not going to guarantee anything, but I’d give you good odds. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Resentment. &lt;/span&gt;This is a poison that starts as something small (”He didn’t get a new roll of toilet paper” or “She doesn’t wash her dishes after she eats”) and builds up into something big. Resentment is dangerous because it often flies under our radar, so that we don’t even notice we have the resentment, and our partner doesn’t realize that there’s anything wrong. If you ever notice yourself having resentment, you need to address this immediately, before it gets worse. Cut it off while it’s small. There are two good ways to deal with resentment: 1) breathe, and just let it go — accept your partner for who she/he is, faults and all; none of us is perfect; or 2) talk to your partner about it if you cannot accept it, and try to come up with a solution that works for both of you (not just for you); try to talk to them in a non-confrontational way, but in a way that expresses how you feel without being accusatory.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jealousy.&lt;/span&gt; It’s hard to control jealousy if you feel it, I know. It seems to happen by itself, out of our control, unbidden and unwanted. However, jealousy, like resentment, is relationship poison. A little jealousy is fine, but when it gets to a certain level it turns into a need to control your partner, and turns into unnecessary fights, and makes both parties unhappy. If you have problems with jealousy (like I once did), instead of trying to control them it’s important that you examine and deal with the root issue, which is usually insecurity. That insecurity might be tied to your childhood (abandonment by a parent, for example), in a past relationship where you got hurt, or in an incident or incidents in the past of your current relationship.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Unrealistic expectations. &lt;/span&gt;Often we have an idea of what our partner should be like. We might expect them to clean up after themselves, to be considerate, to always think of us first, to surprise us, to support us, to always have a smile, to work hard and not be lazy. Not necessarily these expectations, but almost always we have expectations of our partner. Having some expectations is fine — we should expect our partner to be faithful, for example. But sometimes, without realizing it ourselves, we have expectations that are too high to meet. Our partner isn’t perfect — no one is. We can’t expect them to be cheerful and loving every minute of the day — everyone has their moods. We can’t expect them to always think of us, as they will obviously think of themselves or others sometimes too. We can’t expect them to be exactly as we are, as everyone is different. High expectations lead to disappointment and frustration, especially if we do not communicate these expectations. How can we expect our partner to meet these expectations if they don’t know about them? The remedy is to lower your expectations — allow your partner to be himself/herself, and accept and love them for that. What basic expectations we do have, we must communicate clearly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Not making time. &lt;/span&gt;This is a problem with couples who have kids, but also with other couples who get caught up in work or hobbies or friends and family or other passions. Couples who don’t spend time alone together will drift apart. And while spending time together when you’re with the kids or other friends and family is a good thing, it’s important that you have time alone together. Can’t find time with all the things you have going on — work and kids and all the other stuff? Make time. Seriously — make the time. It can be done. I do it — I just make sure that this time with my wife is a priority, and I’ll drop just about anything else to make the time. Get a babysitter, drop a couple commitments, put off work for a day, and go on a date. It doesn’t have to be an expensive date — some time in nature, or exercising together, or watching a DVD and having a home-cooked dinner, are all good options. And when you’re together, make an effort to connect, not just be together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lack of communication. &lt;/span&gt;This sin affects all the others on this list — it’s been said many times before, but it’s true: good communication is the cornerstone of a good relationship. If you have resentment, you must talk it out rather than let the resentment grow. If you are jealous, you must communicate in an open and honest manner to address your insecurities. If you have expectations of your partner, you must communicate them. If there are any problems whatsoever, you must communicate them and work them out. Communication doesn’t just mean talking or arguing — good communication is honest without being attacking or blaming. Communicate your feelings — being hurt, frustrated, sorry, scared, sad, happy — rather than criticizing. Communicate a desire to work out a solution that works for you both, a compromise, rather than a need for the other person to change. And communicate more than just problems — communicate the good things too (see below for more).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Not showing gratitude. &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes there are no real problems in a relationship, such as resentment or jealousy or unrealistic expectations — but there is also no expression of the good things about your partner either. This lack of gratitude and appreciation is just as bad as the problems, because without it your partner will feel like he or she is being taken for granted. Every person wants to be appreciated for all they do. And while you might have some problems with what your partner does (see above), you should also realize that your partner does good things too. Does she wash your dishes or cook you something you like? Does he clean up after you or support you in your job? Take the time to say thank you, and give a hug and kiss. This little expression can go a long way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lack of affection. &lt;/span&gt;Similarly, everything else can be going right, including the expression of gratitude, but if there is no affection among partners then there is serious trouble. In effect, the relationship is drifting towards a platonic status. That might be better than many relationships that have serious problems, but it’s not a good thing. Affection is important –everyone needs some of it, especially from someone we love. Take the time, every single day, to give affection to your partner. Greet her when she comes home from work with a tight hug. Wake him up with a passionate kiss (who cares about morning breath!). Sneak up behind her and kiss her on the neck. Make out in the movie theater like teen-agers. Caress his back and neck while watching TV. Smile at her often.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bonus sin: Stubbornness. &lt;/span&gt;This wasn’t on my original list but I just thought about it before publishing this post, and had to add it in. Every relationship will have problems and arguments — but it’s important that you learn to work out these problems after cooling down a bit. Unfortunately, many of us are too stubborn to even talk about things. Perhaps we always want to be right. Perhaps we never want to admit that we made a mistake. Perhaps we don’t like to say we’re sorry. Perhaps we don’t like to compromise. I’ve done all of these things — but I’ve learned over the years that this is just childish. When I find myself being stubborn these days, I try to get over this childishness and suck it up and put away my ego and say I’m sorry. Talk about the problem and work it out. Don’t be afraid to be the first one to apologize. Then move past it to better things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-1466614696765424787?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/1466614696765424787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=1466614696765424787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1466614696765424787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1466614696765424787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/08/sins-in-relationship.html' title='Sins in relationship'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-8584136635293688706</id><published>2008-03-07T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:24:15.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-8584136635293688706?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/8584136635293688706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=8584136635293688706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/8584136635293688706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/8584136635293688706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/03/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-3041382817844176221</id><published>2008-02-22T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:36:13.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>I said no more LIES...</title><content type='html'>Should I believe or not believe? Can I believe if I should? What if you found out that the lies kept continuing and you are so confused that you don't know which is real and which is not anymore? How can someone be such a bitch? Is it her fault that she became a bitch or there is something else or some other factors that made her a bitch? I don't believe in hearing anything with only one hand clapping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come you cannot resist when there is a temptation and still claims you are different from the others? To me, you proof that you are the same. Slight movements can let you get caught in such situation. Be frank and ask yourself are you any different or are you just trying to lie to yourself thru. All I ask for is the truth. No more freaking lies. I know it might be pain to know the truth sometimes but I am prepared. I rather know the truth. I just cannot take anymore lies... Please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-3041382817844176221?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/3041382817844176221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=3041382817844176221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/3041382817844176221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/3041382817844176221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-said-no-more-lies.html' title='I said no more LIES...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-1098846285334759440</id><published>2008-02-15T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:53:54.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/valentines_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/valentines_day.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day where all lovers get together celebrating this special day of the year together is here again. How was it? Everything went great? I went to vivo city to wait for the bf to come meet me for dinner. It was so crowded and the queue was super long everywhere. We tapau-ed Carls Jr and adjourned to siloso. :) Dinner by the beach. We also saw some fire works from Songs of the Sea but too bad it was cloudy yesterday and we could not see any stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to know the truth! I knew it all don't I? Please let me gain that trust back! I love you! Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-1098846285334759440?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/1098846285334759440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=1098846285334759440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1098846285334759440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1098846285334759440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-7483940246682005005</id><published>2008-02-04T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:25:33.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>It's here again! Shows that I am another year older... -_- friends are getting married here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is around the corner too. I hope that this year will be different. Many things had happened for the past few months and I think what happen had lead us to this stage where we are today. (obviously I am referring to someone) The stabbing pain in the heart will be there for a while and I hope it will be gone soon and never to come back. I will try to keep myself occupied, fill up my free time with whatever that can prevent me from thinking more and have more doubts and questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (my housemates and I) adopted a stray kitten! Steven found her downstairs near the lift. She is super adorable and she is only 3 months old! We are feeding her milk and dry cat food. Last Saturday, I just brought her to the vet for her first vaccination and deworm. Poor kitty have to be all alone for 4 days at home when we are all away during the chinese new year break. Anyone wants to adopt her for 4 days? She is cute and independent. She like to poo and pee in the toilet. Let me know ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-7483940246682005005?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/7483940246682005005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=7483940246682005005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/7483940246682005005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/7483940246682005005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-5357004836435770520</id><published>2008-01-02T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:45:53.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2008!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year 2008 everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never done any meme before but I love reading people posting it so for a start this year, I shall do one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do in 2007 that you’d never done before?&lt;br /&gt;Climbed Mt Ophir, Fly on a budget airline, ate cup noodle in Orchard Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I did because I've forgotten my 2007 new year's resolution already and I will make more hoping I won't forget it when Dec comes :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth? &lt;br /&gt;No unfortunately :( I wish they would so I can play with babies :D&lt;br /&gt;not that i know of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die? &lt;br /&gt;No, thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit? &lt;br /&gt;Hongkong, Indonesia, Thailand, China, Macau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007? &lt;br /&gt;Girls friends and time with my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What dates from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;28 Nov - 3rd Dec because i had a great time during the family trip to Hong Kong, Macau &amp; Zhuhai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? &lt;br /&gt;Quitting my old job and getting a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure? &lt;br /&gt;Not able to sell enough goods duting the flea market in Suntec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury? &lt;br /&gt;Err bad flu every now and then... which is normal for me -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought? &lt;br /&gt;a magic cooker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration? &lt;br /&gt;Don't have anyone in mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? &lt;br /&gt;someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;Cab fare, presents for friends and family, shoes, paying the rent, dinner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? &lt;br /&gt;What I will get for Christmas.... some Aldo vouchers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2007? &lt;br /&gt;The Phanthom of the Opera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you: a) happier or sadder? b) thinner or fatter? c) richer or poorer?&lt;br /&gt;Happier, Fatter, richer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you’d done more of? &lt;br /&gt;traveling, chilling out, going to the gym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you’d done less of? &lt;br /&gt;Worrying, eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How did you spend Christmas? &lt;br /&gt;Bbq with the gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2007? &lt;br /&gt;i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What was your favorite TV program? &lt;br /&gt;ANTM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? &lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;The Five person you will meet in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What was your greatest musical discovery? &lt;br /&gt;Dyl's snore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you want and get? &lt;br /&gt;A new job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you want and not get? &lt;br /&gt;A room of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What was your favorite film this year? &lt;br /&gt;Protege&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you do on your birthday and how old were you? &lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the gang in Billy Bomber @ The Cathay then adjourned to Clarke Quay... 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? &lt;br /&gt;Doing my MBA.... sun bathing in Sentosa... Cycle in Pulau Ubin with the right partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007? &lt;br /&gt;Simple and nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What kept you sane? &lt;br /&gt;when I am alone at home with nothing to do in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? &lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What political issue stirred you the most? &lt;br /&gt;Bersih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who did you miss? &lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp; Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the best new person you met? &lt;br /&gt;This is a secret :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to trust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-5357004836435770520?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/5357004836435770520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=5357004836435770520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/5357004836435770520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/5357004836435770520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-2008.html' title='Happy New Year 2008!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-8882029840688550211</id><published>2007-08-08T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T14:43:40.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>I need an English tutor!</title><content type='html'>The devil in me creates the laziness. My brain, no matter how hard I squeeze it. There’s still nothing interesting to write about here. Maybe I am just not creative enough to think of something for my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently I realize that I my English am getting worse and worse due to the lack of usage since I joined my previous company as a graphic designer. Everyone there speaks Chinese and I hardly have any chance to deal with writings or phone calling. Before that I was working in a legal firm back in KL. I get a lot of phone calls from different people every day. I also use to write a lot of formal legal letters for conformation, authorizations, permission, undertakings and etc. Lack of all those makes me feels that I am not able to converse well in English anymore. Sometimes I just get stuck while my brains are working real hard to figure out the right word to utter out in a conversation especially people who are working with me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the sudden pressure. I think I need to read more. Maybe I should go for some English literature class or should I just make sure I read, understand and memorize all the words stated in a dictionary. What is the best way for me to solve my problem? I even have difficulties in handling Chinese. What is the use of me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-8882029840688550211?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/8882029840688550211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=8882029840688550211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/8882029840688550211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/8882029840688550211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-need-english-tutor.html' title='I need an English tutor!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-4813731022945433002</id><published>2007-08-06T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T11:26:00.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pissed Off'/><title type='text'>Rude People, I hate!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating, if there is anyone reading my blog :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate rude people. Those people who discriminate people that looks poor or young or soft is not meant to be talked back harshly. Everyone have the rights to be treated in a polite and friendly way, especially if your business is dealing with providing service to other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my point is I always bump to all these rude people. I don’t know why. It is because I look soft and timid so they take advantage of this? I want to talk about this rude aunty who works in the café at Level 1 of my office building. I’ve been there 3-4 times. The first time was ok but she treated some other girls rudely by yelling at them when they ask if there is any special price for coffee during lunch. They will have special discount only when you purchase a set lunch with them. I don’t see any problem for her position to explain it clearly to her customer. She just get on her nerve when the girl ask about the lunch time promo coffee price. That was the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time, I was there with my colleague. We got this meal voucher from my company for complimentary lunch there. After deciding on what to have we proceed to the counter. This fat aunty again was there. She was busy walking up and down and ignored us and entertain some other people!! WTF we were standing there waiting for her and she yelled “hey you haven’t made up your mind just stand one side!” Wahlau!! This kind of attitude makes me wanna give a slap on her face. She is supposed to ask what do I want and not assume that I have to make up my mind!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last visit there completely turns me off. I was there in the morning wanted to get some breakfast. Since that I haven’t to tried their breakfast before, I thought that I might just give it a try. I ordered my coffee and sandwich. I got my sandwich and stood next to a gut who came before me and waited for my coffee. After a while, the guy got his coffee and left. I move to where he stood before he left and continue waiting for my coffee. After a while, this fat rude lady came and placed the coffee on the table and placing a cover on the foam cup. There wasn’t anyone else beside me, so automatically I thought the coffee was mine. I lean a little forward and swung my arms slowly towards the foam cup filled with hot coffee which I thought was mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I got hold of it, the fat lady shouted, “Ernest! Ernest!” &lt;br /&gt;I stone for a while. She stared at me and said, “you cannot hear me say Ernest argh?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked back at her puzzled. How in the hell I know that you are calling someone else to get her coffee? You are only looking at the cup! She then passed the cup to a girl and said to me, “Did you wear your ear piece?” in mandarin “Ni you mei you dai ni de er ji” in a very rude tone! I was so angry, even I can’t see but I know my face turned black the very moment she said that and I know, she noticed it and later on politely said, “this is ah girl’s coffee. This is only ah girl’s one.” (Politely) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it aunty! I will never go there unless I have to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm so excited. I will be going to Mount Ophir on the 17 this month! I just got a new colleague name Debbie. She will be my room mate during the Mount Ophir trip. She is quite nice. It will be fun! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-4813731022945433002?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/4813731022945433002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=4813731022945433002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/4813731022945433002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/4813731022945433002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/08/rude-people-i-hate.html' title='Rude People, I hate!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-8207922343959912982</id><published>2007-08-03T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T17:25:26.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gotham Penthouse</title><content type='html'>I was invited by my friends to join them to The Gotham Penthouse at Clarke Quay. We reached Clarke Quay at about 8pm and headed straight to The Central to get our dinner. We were all starving. There were long queues every where. So we proceed to Clarke Quay. Long queue again. We were having a hard time finding an empty table to fit 8 of us until we came to this Fish Market Restaurant (I hope I didn't get the name wrongly) which is next to HotStones. It was pretty empty. I guess it is because of the price of the food there and also there do not have many variety that we can choose from but anyway we had our dinner there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RszzuQKjYcI/AAAAAAAAABU/B2KJNiL1ZLs/s1600-h/S5001271.jpg"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RszzuQKjYdI/AAAAAAAAABc/mwEswudje5c/s1600-h/S5001276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" &lt;br /&gt;This was taken in The Gotham Penthouse&lt;br /&gt;src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RszzuQKjYdI/AAAAAAAAABc/mwEswudje5c/s320/S5001276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101720453842690514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RszzugKjYeI/AAAAAAAAABk/1_FSnfEMjJo/s1600-h/S5001278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RszzugKjYeI/AAAAAAAAABk/1_FSnfEMjJo/s320/S5001278.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101720458137657826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we make our way to The Gotham Penthouse which is located on the 3rd floor above Hooters. The place looks like some normal pub with a stage in the middle of a huge room. 10 minutes after we reach, they started the show. It lasted for about 15 minutes. Nothing special, just 4 guys doing some sexy dances showing off their ass crack. I don't think I will go back again. No fun at all. They have 3 show everynight which starts from 10pm. The second show is on 12pm and the last one is on 2am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-8207922343959912982?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/8207922343959912982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=8207922343959912982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/8207922343959912982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/8207922343959912982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/08/gotham-penthouse.html' title='The Gotham Penthouse'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RszzugKjYeI/AAAAAAAAABk/1_FSnfEMjJo/s72-c/S5001278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-6523013287566461425</id><published>2007-06-08T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:28:30.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored times'/><title type='text'>What do you do when you are bored?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday one of my uncle (my dad's younger brother) added me in to his MSN list. He actually has a MSN.. Uncles nowadays really high-tech. Still got 6 more days counting down my Bangkok trip. Can't wait.. I can't wait to meet up with Thresa and Mum. It's been a while since I met them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a random chat with Thresa just now and I was asking how to get rich fast. She says... GRO.. hahah... But I think GRO nowadays don't earn much. Anyway, I hope our Bangkok trip will lead us to somewhere. We are planning to start a small little business by starting with a flea market... but the rental are to freaking expensive. So I guess we shall start some online business and see how well it goes first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored today. No job again... My last day here in Procomp will be on the 19th this month. Then I will start on with my new job on 25th. I don't know what it will be like there in the new place. I'm kinda excited. I hope that everything goes well there and hope that I will get my PR soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be heading down to Jalan Bukit Merah for my blood test for the new Employment Pass. I hate to get poked on the arm. It feels disgusting but I've got no choice. I somehow feel that this entry is very boring maybe because I am feeling very boring now and I just write whatever my brain tells me to. I think I better stop now. Update some other time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-6523013287566461425?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/6523013287566461425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=6523013287566461425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/6523013287566461425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/6523013287566461425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-do-you-do-when-you-are-bored.html' title='What do you do when you are bored?'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-1806396464341839889</id><published>2007-05-29T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:11:04.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am SICK of TRANSFORMERS</title><content type='html'>I've been busy working on the Transformers artwork. I am so bored and sick of looking at it. I don't even feel like watching the movie anymore... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the US side did a very bad job in layouting the artwork as it does not look attractive at all to me... :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RluntbKHuxI/AAAAAAAAABM/0t2lqY6crxY/s1600-h/1sht_split_visual-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RluntbKHuxI/AAAAAAAAABM/0t2lqY6crxY/s320/1sht_split_visual-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069830204361784082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one I hate most! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-1806396464341839889?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/1806396464341839889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=1806396464341839889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1806396464341839889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1806396464341839889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-sick-of-transformers.html' title='I am SICK of TRANSFORMERS'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RluntbKHuxI/AAAAAAAAABM/0t2lqY6crxY/s72-c/1sht_split_visual-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-384599624872845137</id><published>2007-05-22T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:07:49.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT A NEW JOB!!</title><content type='html'>Hooray!! I finally got a new job!! I am so happy!! Updates soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-384599624872845137?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/384599624872845137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=384599624872845137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/384599624872845137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/384599624872845137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-new-job.html' title='I GOT A NEW JOB!!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-6730675804298482548</id><published>2007-05-09T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T11:53:13.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Missed a Chance...</title><content type='html'>I got a call from Power 98 last night. I was told that they are looking for someone to join in for the Calvin Klein event in Zouk and they are looking for someone who can fit in the lifestyle and blogs! I do blog don't I? Just that this blog is very very super lack of post. :p I'm just too lazy to update it frequently. Due to my laziness... They didn't pick me...:( Okok, I'm shy and scared as well. As you know, I'm not that attractive and I don't have a good body. Most of all I've got bad skin. So might as well keep all this to myself rather then getting turned down when I'm there right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Transformers will be showing on June 28. I hope I could get more free tickets so that we can go watch it together. I went for Spiderman 3 last Saturday. All early show was full that day so I went for the 1.15am show. So freaking sleepy. I have to force myself to stay awake until the show ends. The story was kinda long and windy at some part that makes me near to dooze off. But over all it was good. The ending was just as I expected so nothing special. There are more 3D scenes in this episodes compared to the last two episodes but the color wise still need to improve as it doesn't blend in well to the background and you can easily see the fakeness. I am so so looking forward to Transformers and Pirates of the Caribbean, At World's End. :) Johnny Depp is just so cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-6730675804298482548?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/6730675804298482548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=6730675804298482548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/6730675804298482548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/6730675804298482548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/05/missed-chance.html' title='Missed a Chance...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-2916492758506844394</id><published>2007-04-14T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T12:26:23.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Nightmare...</title><content type='html'>Work was ok yesterday. I left office early with 3 tub of Ben's &amp; Jerry ice cream I ask my boss to get from the Unilever closing down sale. I was lucky enough to get a cab back home during that hour. After placing the treasure in the freezer I left for Plaza to meet Mei &amp; her bf to do some shopping. Mei is moving in to stay with me next week. So she needs to do some shopping for her new room. As for me, I got a new 4 tier plastic drawer to fit all my no where to put clothes. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrefour has got free delivery service if you purchase more that $150. Cool.. with all those bulky things that we bought, free delivery will definitely help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Ashley, Yi Jie &amp; Chou Peng for wine after the shopping in a shop called JustWine in Pahang Lane, a great place to chill out. Went home and dooze off at around 1am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my nightmare, I dreamed that I am at someone's wedding. I am having my shower in the bathroom in some place in a hotel I think. There were 3 cubicles. The 3 cubicles were facing a wide mirror. The middle cubicle door was closed. Just as I walked pass the door slowing... eeekk.. OPENED! I saw something!!!! When i looked at the mirror, i saw 2 pair of legs hanging at the upper part of the cubicle!!! Corpse of mother and son hanging in the middle cubicle!!! I can remember it really clearly. They have got bloody stains on their leg. I couldn't see their head &amp; body. I was terrified and i woke up and I sound out that is was 8.40am. The sun is shining thru the window and I am so damn late for work! I came calm when i feel the sun. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the sun!! :) If u ask me where would I prefer to go on a vacation? Skiing or beach... It will definitely be BEACH!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day everyone! By the way, does anyone knows if there is any meaning to my dream? I feel weird having that kind of dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-2916492758506844394?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/2916492758506844394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=2916492758506844394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2916492758506844394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2916492758506844394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/04/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-3023294910669153077</id><published>2007-04-05T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T10:29:35.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pissed Off'/><title type='text'>It's a BAD morning</title><content type='html'>It's a bad morning today. I woke up late because I forgot to set my alarm to the correct time. It suppose to ring at 7.10am but it rang 1 hour late. :( I had to rush to work. Due to being late, I taught of giving the morning cab drivers to earn extra $2 but hell no! I can't get a cab even after walking all the way out to the main road. It's like the whole world is taking cab to work today! &lt;br /&gt;-_- sien... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to walk over to the bus stop at Bendemeer Road. After crossing the road in front of some motorcycle shop I triped and fell on the floor while the whole freaking road of cars looking at me falling!! I tripped not because of my clumsiness but because of some dumb ass mutherfucker left a plastic ring on the floor. I didn't see it lying on the floor as I am very late. I am walking full pace toward the bus stop. Anyway, I reached office at last. Then another incident happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my mac on the whole night to download TWO freaking file while total file size add up to about 1GB and it hanged when the download is about 70% complete!!!!! T_T sob..sob.... Now I have to redownload it from the begining and may have to work on SATURDAY!! I am suppose to have a long weekend cos it's Good Friday tomorrow. Now I am stuck here. Isn't it BAD? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-3023294910669153077?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/3023294910669153077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=3023294910669153077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/3023294910669153077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/3023294910669153077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-bad-morning.html' title='It&apos;s a BAD morning'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-2400007149675719954</id><published>2007-04-04T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:17:35.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Cute KIWI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this cute animation in YouTube today! It was so cute. This Kiwi has got guts! Hope you will enjoy it too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-2400007149675719954?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/2400007149675719954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=2400007149675719954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2400007149675719954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2400007149675719954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/04/cute-kiwi.html' title='Cute KIWI...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-744392603805754514</id><published>2007-04-04T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:18:15.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Free Movie Tickets to Mr. Bean's Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMgpi6J-wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/z6ZC9zkUaaM/s1600-h/visual-02-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMgpi6J-wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/z6ZC9zkUaaM/s320/visual-02-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049415505329912578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 free tickets complimentary of UIP for me doing some layouts for their new movie, Mr. Bean's Holiday in Cathay, Orchard yesterday. It was great, something which you can watch and relax without using much of your brain cell figuring what will happen next. Just lots laughing and laughing. The seat I got wasn't great. It was on the second row from screen and it is at the side! Anyway, it is FREE so why bother. I somehow still prefer the pervious Mr. Bean's Movie, The Ultimate Disaster. The story like for it was more interesting. What do you think?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a funny incident that I found out due to this movie. There was this ang pow packets with Mr. Bean printed on it. I'n not sure whether you have seen it before. I've got it from someone from UIP. I was in Cineleisure with Dylan, Phong &amp; Jemi. We were talking about the wall mural of Mr. Bean on the wall. Phong asked me if I have seen the ang pow packets and I said yes and said that someone from UIP gave it to me. He said he too got it from someone there. He said his friend is working there in their Marketing department and we started asking about the names and etc. We actually got the ang pow packets from the same person from UIP. Me &amp; her, we never met but we emailed each other a lot about work but Phong know us both and have seen us both. Small world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-744392603805754514?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/744392603805754514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=744392603805754514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/744392603805754514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/744392603805754514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/04/free-movie-tickets-to-mr-beans-holiday.html' title='Free Movie Tickets to Mr. Bean&apos;s Holiday'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMgpi6J-wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/z6ZC9zkUaaM/s72-c/visual-02-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-243918028845790119</id><published>2007-04-04T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:39:26.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>2006 year end trip to Guangzhou &amp; Xiamen</title><content type='html'>Although 2006 year end trip I didn't have as much fun as I had during the Korea trip but, family trip is just FUN FUN FUN. No matter where we go and what we do... We will just have lots and lots of FUN! Looking forward to our next trip. Hopefully Dad will join in again. Basically, I think we didn't really had much fun maybe it is due to the long bus ride from Meixian airport to our China hometown, Dabu and from Dabu to Xiamen which took us 6 long hours. It is even longer than the ride from KL to Spore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dabu was great. Good and fresh air, cool breeze in the night, just that not much of entertainment for us the tourist :p and in China night comes in too early. The sky was completely dark and the next thing you know it is only 7pm! People there are really friendly and help. Everything there is so damn cheap but of course they don't have plenty of choices like what they have in Guangzhou &amp; Xiamen. Anyway, we are smart enough to do most of our shopping in Guangzhou which is the first 2 days of our trip. Special case this time as we always shop on the last day like mad but this time on the first day we already shop like mad:p Shopping in China is addictive!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random China trip pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMbbC6J-rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/L-SkgRYoqeI/s1600-h/Huan-%26-Ni-Bkk-Airport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMbbC6J-rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/L-SkgRYoqeI/s320/Huan-%26-Ni-Bkk-Airport.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049409758663670450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just arrived BKK airport for transfer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMcgy6J-sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aFJUtsQ_mLg/s1600-h/GingerwithMilk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMcgy6J-sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aFJUtsQ_mLg/s320/GingerwithMilk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049410956959546050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMchC6J-tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ix6G_ubaT8A/s1600-h/Bad-English.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMchC6J-tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ix6G_ubaT8A/s320/Bad-English.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049410961254513362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMchS6J-uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_him-sekEKM/s1600-h/Dabu7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMchS6J-uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_him-sekEKM/s320/Dabu7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049410965549480674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMcsS6J-vI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a6pJImTGWpI/s1600-h/Dabu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMcsS6J-vI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a6pJImTGWpI/s320/Dabu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049411154528041714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are still plenty more pics, just that I am too lazy to upload. Maybe some other time.:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-243918028845790119?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/243918028845790119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=243918028845790119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/243918028845790119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/243918028845790119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/04/2006-year-end-trip-to-guangzhou-xiamen.html' title='2006 year end trip to Guangzhou &amp; Xiamen'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/RhMbbC6J-rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/L-SkgRYoqeI/s72-c/Huan-%26-Ni-Bkk-Airport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-937829362727132851</id><published>2007-03-23T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:18:15.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored times'/><title type='text'>Free Taiwanese Drama</title><content type='html'>I was rather free recently. There isn't any job coming in for me since Monday. So, to spend my super free time in office, I watch this super cool Taiwanese series called "Devil Beside You" by Raine Yang (super cute) &amp; Mike He (super cool) over at YouTube. Guess what? I manage to finish all the full 20 episodes of it here alone in the office! First time ever in my life. &lt;br /&gt;Well, really can't help it as I really got no job in hand. That is the best way to spend my time with. I can't be like going thru the job sites and browse fro jobs in the office during office hours right? Can I? I will do so if I can but I rather got caught watching movie in YouTube rather than got caught looking for a new job. :p Guess I'll leave the job hunting task to be done at home. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-937829362727132851?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/937829362727132851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=937829362727132851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/937829362727132851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/937829362727132851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/03/free-taiwanese-drama.html' title='Free Taiwanese Drama'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-7463355918409871146</id><published>2007-03-20T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T10:33:43.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pissed Off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cravings'/><title type='text'>Can't get enough of Anything!</title><content type='html'>Seems like I can't get enough of anything, just anything at all except WORK!! &lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough MONEY to spend monthly...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough SHOES to go with my clothes...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough Clothes to go with my jeans...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough Skirt to go with my Ts...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough Necklace to go with my earings...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough Eyeshadow to go with the color of shirt I am wearing...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough GOOD FOOD...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough HOLIDAYS...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough VACATIONS...&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough EVERTHING... except WORK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is time for a change... so... I've decided to get a new job. I've been looking around sending my resume's around hopefully I will get a better job that could offer me a EP instead of WP which is what I am having now and most of all Higher PAY!! which enable me to get enough of EVERYTHING.. hahah... i wish... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck everyone! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-7463355918409871146?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/7463355918409871146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=7463355918409871146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/7463355918409871146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/7463355918409871146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/03/cant-get-enough-of-anything.html' title='Can&apos;t get enough of Anything!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-3996847512067230785</id><published>2007-02-10T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:41:52.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day...</title><content type='html'>Valentine's day is coming soon.. 3 more days to eve of Valentine's day. What's your plans people? Cannot believe why would girls wish to get flowers with shooting high price that day? Yes, I know I know it is nice to get flowers fro your loved ones on this special occasion but for me.. I would wish for something that I can use long term. Flowers can only be kept for like 1 week? The most two but I guess you can most probably get something better than flowers with similar amount of $ that you plan to spend on flowers right? Maybe you guys are just too lasy to think of what your girlfriend wants? Or you just don't know what else she needs after giving her load of presents on other occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argghhh... I am still stuck in the office... 1 o'clock please come faster...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-3996847512067230785?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/3996847512067230785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=3996847512067230785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/3996847512067230785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/3996847512067230785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-2319058884097572962</id><published>2007-02-10T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:41:34.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored times'/><title type='text'>Bored..</title><content type='html'>I'm at work now. Nothing wrong with that as usual as I do work on alternate Saturday, just that the problem is I do not have anything to do! So dem bored!! The worst thing is that my colleague's client is sitting right behind me. I am blogging now to show that I am at least busy with something. Shit! My wedges just came off. Shiong just got some nails from the production site to nail it back for me. Bad day!! Hate to work on Saturday... Will be going to Chinatown later with Dylan and Jemi. Hope that I will have a great time there later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-2319058884097572962?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/2319058884097572962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=2319058884097572962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2319058884097572962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/2319058884097572962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/02/bored.html' title='Bored..'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-1618258295398694060</id><published>2007-02-10T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:42:34.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'>FLOOD...</title><content type='html'>I was out having dinner with Dylan, Ah Phong and Eric. We were chatting about the massive flood in Johor recently. I don't really read the paper but I found out the flood from my colleague as his house was damaged badly by the flood. I was told that the glass sliding door was gone leaving a huge hole letting all the water to his house. Moreover, all furniture was gone at the time he went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that flood will break glass sliding door. I mean i never imagine that could happen. I thought that the water will fill the house thru the holes and gaps, not by BREAKING the glass door! Another thing is that why will all the heavy furniture be gone? Oh well, I guess now I know how bad flood can cause. The only flood that I have really experienced was when someone forgot to close the tap in the upstairs toilet in Dylan's house once and that feller also smartly stuck the hole that suppose to let the water flow out with a pail! The damaged that I can see is that things lying on the floor are all wet and the parquet are peeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this world becoming? There is this news going around saying that scientist have proven that in 40 years time, there won't be any fish left for us to consume. Imagine that! By then if I am lucky enough I would be 64 years old and I will be there trying to explain how a fish looks and taste like to my grandchildren. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-1618258295398694060?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/1618258295398694060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=1618258295398694060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1618258295398694060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/1618258295398694060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/02/flood.html' title='FLOOD...'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-5688180761853985277</id><published>2007-02-04T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:13:03.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'>April FOOLED!!</title><content type='html'>It was April Fool last Sunday. It was a day which people try their best to make a fool out of someone else. I was out shopping after work with my girlfriends on Saturday around Orchard. I reached home at nearly 11pm. I chilled in the living room watching some tv show which I cannot remember. :p Steven was there obsessed with his laptop and working puffing away his Malboro menthol. Suddenly his phone rang. It was his colleague asking him to join him for a Karaoke session in Orchard. We invitetd us to join and told us that his colleague will be downstairs in 1 hour. I jump out from the comfy sofa and took a bath and get changed. Just before I finish getting ready, Steven's colleague called and said "APRIL FOOL!". Steven was scolding @%#%$&amp;@!!&lt;br /&gt;Shit, that guy fooled all of us -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ok, we when there on our own anyway! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-5688180761853985277?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/5688180761853985277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=5688180761853985277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/5688180761853985277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/5688180761853985277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2007/02/april-fooled.html' title='April FOOLED!!'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-6333133302217337766</id><published>2006-11-21T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:42:21.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'>Angels and Devils are Friends</title><content type='html'>Me, Dylan, Steven and Rachel spend Halloween together. Went to Ministry of Sound as all of us have not been there before. The queue was so freaking long. the place was no fun at all other than they are giving free flow of pop corn and cotton candy, there is nothing else there which attrated me to stayed longer. Four of us end up sitting in TCC having a nice aromatic coffee having some figer foods. While we were walking along Clarke Quay, I happen to see this hot chick dressed up as an angel and I decided to snap a picture with her. It was quit dark so the picture didn't turn up nice. Anyway, here is the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4238/4428/1600/15977/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4238/4428/320/391267/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-6333133302217337766?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/6333133302217337766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=6333133302217337766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/6333133302217337766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/6333133302217337766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-dylan-steven-and-rachel-spend.html' title='Angels and Devils are Friends'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-4748882675100149290</id><published>2006-11-03T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:18:31.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'>Going to China soon</title><content type='html'>I am actually very excited recently. I will be going on trip to China with my whole family next month. It will be the best trip ever because this time my dad will be coming along with us. We haven't been gone for any vacation for quite some time. The last trip that we went together was in 1994 to Hong Kong. It was like 12 freaking long years ago which I don't quite remember as I was quite young that time. We didn't have the chance to go for any trip together after our trip to Hong Kong. We did went on trips but most of the time dad didn't came along. But this time I am very excited and can't wait for the day to come. Dad always have excuses for not going. He use to say my dog "Nickie" cannot be left alone. No one is there to feed that poor dog. Now Nickie is gone and he don't have to worry for the fare for me and Thresa (my sister) will be paying for all his expenses in China. I just hope that he won't change his mind this time. I really really wish he will join us so that mum won't be so lonely during the trip where she don't have a partner accompanying her along the trip. My other aunt will have my uncle with her shopping around walking around while the young ones which is us go do our young thing. I shall not mention here lar :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thian Family had this family trip yearly. In year 2004 we went to Korea and then to Guangzhou, China to meet my uncle and family and grand aunt there. That trip was awesome. He had the time of our life there. Me and my cousins did a lot of silly things. I shall upload the ugly side of us when I have the time. Year 2005 was a trip to Beijing. I didn't make it. Only my brother went. I just started working in Singapore that time. I couldn't take off that time so I miss that trip which my cousins said that it was better than the Korea trip. As for this year 2006 we are going back to China again. This time we will head back to my ancestor's hometown known as "Ke Pi" (not sure of the spelling thou). Anyway, I am sure that this time it will be the best all because of dad will be going. I shall bug him, make him take lots of pictures with me, make him pose crazy pose in the picture, have a time of his life of coz... and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4238/4428/1600/24794190365112l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4238/4428/320/24794190365112l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for your information this is Nickie, my dog but he died few months ago. He was outside taking his evening walk when my neighbour's car ran on him.  Sad... Anyway, this picture was take not long before the car ran on to him. He use to hale soft white and long fur but it all got tangled up coz I wasn't always home so there the fur was not really well taken care of so right before chinese new year mum &amp; I brought Nickie for a make over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-4748882675100149290?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/4748882675100149290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=4748882675100149290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/4748882675100149290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/4748882675100149290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2006/11/going-to-china-soon-i-am-actually-very.html' title='Going to China soon'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-116184956572065586</id><published>2006-10-26T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:42:21.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phong's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was very free without any jobs in hand so I went on browsing thru peoples blog. Then I came by a blog of a friend of mine in my friendster list. Eventually i browse thru and came across a blog which I found out that it has been very famous in Singapore. Anyway, after reading some of the blogs, I find blogging very interesting and I think I should blog to keep record in some of the interesting things that I discover and gone thru for my future references or whatsoever. An open diary I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets start with what I did on Deepavali Eve which is 21.10.2006. It was Phong's birthday and he invited all of us the Jazz bar in boat quay. I went there around 9pm and we had great fun trying to sabotage and make the birthday boy drunk. He kept repeating that he doesn't know how to write the word fall "tao" in mandarin. That make us even more eager to make him drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the throat burning liquid that took his dignity down to zero... haha...&lt;br /&gt;First it was vodka shots with Dylan. Sorry I don't have picture fo this.&lt;br /&gt;Then a full glass of submarine with Jemi. I don't have a picture for this too but I have a picture of Jemi posing with two elegant black beauties... Guinness Stout bottles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/1600/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/320/Image064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after greeting R.I.P to him it was Graveyard time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down goes another graveyard with Jasmine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/320/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to make him pose a picture with me before he got drunk.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/1600/Image005%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/320/Image005%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time for WATERFALL! Looks deadly to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/1600/waterfall.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/4051/320/waterfall.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-116184956572065586?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/116184956572065586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=116184956572065586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184956572065586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184956572065586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2006/10/phongs-birthday-recently-i-was-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-116184865585973398</id><published>2006-10-26T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:44:18.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever regret on doing something, that when you looked back you wish that you never have done it? people will say let bygones be bygones..i can't seem to tell myself that, thus the feeling of guilt runs through my mind all the time.. should i stop doing something that i know i might regret doing or shall i give it a try and regret later? shall i just let it be and do whatever i feel like doing as no one knows whether what will happen next... i might not regret after all... who knows?&lt;br /&gt;I should say sometimes humans tends to be greedy and tries to keep everything that they have and hold on to it until one day they regret in doing so because at the end of the time... they will loose all of it...&lt;br /&gt;I found out that in this world there are a lot of similarity... i once felt that my life was like TVB series... my relationship was so complicated until i cannot believe or accept what is going on and happening myself... recently i found that most of the relationship ends the same way... well i'm not alone... i am considered one of the lucky one's as i have lots of friends around me and most of all... me n dylan, we are history but we can still be very good friends and share everything and talk about everything together... i hope we can maintain this relationship till the end of time even if one day he or me start and get on with a new relationship...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-116184865585973398?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/116184865585973398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=116184865585973398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184865585973398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184865585973398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2006/10/regret-have-you-ever-regret-on-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-116184860428416949</id><published>2006-10-26T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:44:06.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another boring and sleepy Saturday.. I wonder who the hell started making Saturday a working day! :p Anyway no choice here I am in the office starring at my monitor wondering when will the clock strike one. I know it will be here soon as it is not 11.25 but still... time always passes by so slowly especially when you got nothing much to do... like how i am now... but no choice... gotto work for a living...&lt;br /&gt;I was walking around Bugis yesterday with Ching waiting to meet a new friend from the same hometown as I am... I go in to this shop by the name of Accesorize. The name is pretty obvious right... will they sell accesories for grown up and kids... they got this little shinny shoes for little girls.. they are so adorable... tiny and cute...:) I was wondering how will it look if I am the one wearing it.. it will of coz look WEIRD... hahah..&lt;br /&gt;I've read it somewhere that someone mentioned that "Life is full of decisions". Well I didn't think much about it at that point of time but now when i come to think about it.. that phrase is so true! Life is all about decisions. You have to make decisions everyday on everything that you want to do and needed to be done. Decision making is a routine in life. You make decisions from the very moment you open you eyes from your slumber... first decision in the morning... whether to wake up now of stay a while longer on the bed... whether to bath first then brush your teeth or the other way round... whether to tie a pony tail or leave your hair on... to wear the pink dress or the blue one.. to bring the small bag or the big one... to put on earings or not to put on? high heels today? or sport shoe..?? by bus to work or by cab? it is just a short 30 minutes and yet there are so many decisions to make.. then when it comes to work.. which color is suitable? where to place the logo? the same one kept repeating... then when it comes to lunch.. you will ask you friend... ei wat u eating ar? and your friend answers.. ermm i will eat pan min lor... but u was telling yourself no pan min today.. so what are u waiting for... it is another decision again... which you must make... else your day just won't be perfect...:) maybe because I am a Virgo so i tend to complete everything and hope that I won't forget any.. else.. I will feel that something is missing the whole day... you cannot stop yourself from making decision the whole day evey u sleep for 24 hours u already make a decision... that is you decided not to wake up.. and you decided to sleep for 24 hours....&lt;br /&gt;Well that's life and it is now only 11.43 am still on the same boring and sleepy Saturday,,,, cheers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-116184860428416949?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/116184860428416949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=116184860428416949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184860428416949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184860428416949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2006/10/decisions-its-another-boring-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-116184839626556527</id><published>2006-10-26T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:44:06.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirations'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as usual I was late for work... I was walking at my fastest pace in order to reach office as early as possible as I am already late... well.. while I was walking something caught my eyes.. it was a harley... not just any normal harley but a harley decorated with sunflower.. even the biker's jacket is affixed with lots of striking yellow sunflowers... but it passed by too fast. I don't have enough time to take a photo of it. But you can try imagining sunflowers filled every inch of it's nicely polished black harley... can imagine??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4238/4428/1600/0918_gallery_sunflowerbike3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4238/4428/320/0918_gallery_sunflowerbike3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4238/4428/1600/0918_gallery_sunflowerbike2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4238/4428/320/0918_gallery_sunflowerbike2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this sunflower harley reminds me of a wedding car nicely decorated with fresh big yellow sunflowers.. it was so stunning.... i think it was roughly 5 years ago.. that day was my friend's wedding too... kee, mei, sow, pk &amp; me was in the car on our way to the groom's house... and this charming wedding car came passing by... i can't hardly get it out of my mind until today...&lt;br /&gt;When I reach office today... Gold 98 was on and it was playing what is your dream wedding... and that reminded me about a dream which i never remembered... My ex told me that I was talking in my sleep. I was telling him that I would want my wedding to be in Big Ben, London. This was like, wow. Yes I really like that place but hey, I never thought of going there for wedding... and that makes me wonder what do I really want. I used to dream about getting married, having my own little family, sweet and simple with a loving husband but I have lost all this dreams. I don't dare to even think about it. In fact, I don't want all this anymore which I once think that it is important and what I long to have from now till the end of my life. Things just came crashing thru my life this few months which makes me and my little heart becomes colder and colder.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a friend of mine asked me a very simple question which until now I could not answer and I am still wondering why. Before he asked me the main question, he asked, "Jackie, how old are you this year?" I answered straight, "24". Then here comes the bomb, "You are 24 this year, what do you want?". Seriously, there is so many things that came bumping in to my thoughts but yet I could not answer this simple yet complicated question. What do I want? At the end I answered i don't know... I really don't know. What you dream is really what you want? or what you always think is what you want? What is the most important thing in your life that you would like to have from now till the end of your life? My first answer was "Money" second was "Career". He said,"No, No, this is not your answer." Seriously I totally agree that, that is not what i really want. But what? The question mark is still running around in my brain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-116184839626556527?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/116184839626556527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=116184839626556527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184839626556527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184839626556527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-do-you-want-this-morning-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36278414.post-116184827292402924</id><published>2006-10-26T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T10:34:18.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pissed Off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored times'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 15, 2006 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Saturday wasted...&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time ever spending a weekend at home sleeping, eating and watching tv without worrying about anything. Friday night I was out witht the boys in Kbox from 10pm till late... when i say late means.. late... anyway i still manage to crawl out of bed and get my ass to work... afterwork i was suppose to meet steven at home and we will go out for lunch and have a walk around chinatown but our plan didn't work out coz both of us are just to lazy to get our butt away from those comfortable warm blue leather sofa sitting in out living room...&lt;br /&gt;Steven: eh, let sleep for a while..&lt;br /&gt;me: ok la.. i also wanna sleep... we go out later after the nap la..&lt;br /&gt;ok... both of us when snoozing.... until... ring ring.... who the h*ll wake me up in the middle of my sweet slumber??&lt;br /&gt;me: hello&lt;br /&gt;caller: oi wat u doing?&lt;br /&gt;me: sleeping la... wat time is it now?&lt;br /&gt;caller: sleep? so early?? now is 12 something..&lt;br /&gt;oppss.... i slept too long and skiped dinner and chinatown plan..:p hahah... my nap was from 5++pm till 12++am.. hahah... i couldn't sleep later on of coz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36278414-116184827292402924?l=blingpinkystar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/feeds/116184827292402924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36278414&amp;postID=116184827292402924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184827292402924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36278414/posts/default/116184827292402924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blingpinkystar.blogspot.com/2006/10/october-15-2006-my-saturday-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11869312586246076800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zfo819HwILo/SLdxjTXIf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/9FKG6rORtng/S220/tulips02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
