<?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-13822882</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:51:33.184+08:00</updated><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Festive'/><title type='text'>Blankard went on a bust and lasted for.....</title><subtitle type='html'>Mind you, mind me. It's a freedom of speech cyber world..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>281</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3401048864794016151</id><published>2011-07-11T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T17:48:06.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Democracy tested in this country.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/vCetbFLceFI"&gt;http://youtu.be/vCetbFLceFI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3401048864794016151?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3401048864794016151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3401048864794016151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3401048864794016151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3401048864794016151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2011/07/democracy-tested-in-this-country.html' title='Democracy tested in this country.'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8560645163411279759</id><published>2011-02-21T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T00:30:09.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me a Pathetic. I am one.</title><content type='html'>I vowed not to be pathetic. I broke my vow and I'm such a pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vows. No hopes. I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8560645163411279759?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8560645163411279759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8560645163411279759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8560645163411279759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8560645163411279759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2011/02/call-me-pathetic-i-am-one.html' title='Call me a Pathetic. I am one.'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-6594126311666193558</id><published>2011-01-08T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T16:46:36.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you. -Benjamin Button-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Hello 2011! I'm not ready for you. I shall be ready shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss. - Benjamin Button -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;I fell in love with the story of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. The story touches the bottom of my heart and made me realize how pathetic I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Based on the that movie, I'm making my resolution now:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;To go home every weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Craft my career path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Play a song without looking at piano sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Quit drinking to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Party only once or twice a month only.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Shop when necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Scout for a HOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Spray my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Enough of frowning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Workout everyweek. At least twice a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Count 1 to 10 before eruption. Manage anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Finish up "Dear Tom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Pray more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Contribute in an organization/charity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Utilize organizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Sleep at least 7 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Drink 8 glass of water a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Visit Jakarta for shopping. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Watch a movie once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Memories a song once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Greet 'Thank You' for anything that is grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Apologise without reflecting any pride or ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Drink a glass of juice everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Cook a meal once a month for the two of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;And the list goes on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;What makes it so great about the movie is, how he lived his life with no fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000949/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Daisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;: Would you still love me if I were old and saggy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;: Would you still love ME if I were young and had acne? When I'm afraid of what's under the bed? Or if I end up wetting the bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Many times I asked the same question as Daisy, except that I add if I was fat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Many times I fear for the past experiences. Daisy gave light to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;I promise you, I'll never lose myself to self-pity again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;And I think, right there and then, she realized none of us is perfect forever. - Benjamin Button -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;It's about time for me to drop the baggage and walk forward, fear no more. I have had enough of my confused identity. Enough of trying to create one. Enough of solving the puzzles and enough of figuring out the bits and pieces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Benjamin Button -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Goodbye Edward. Goodbye Acmar. Goodbye Singapore. Goodbye Franco. Goodbye Sharon Chin 14 years old. Goodbye Sharon Chin 15 years old. Goodbye Sharon Chin 22 years old. Goodbye best friends. Goodbye Princess, Goodbye Bambi. Goodbye pride. Goodbye ego. Goodbye fear. Goodbye Puchong. Goodbye dreamland. Goodbye dreams.Goodbye sorrow.Goodbye Damansara Tropics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go. - Benjamin Button -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Some nights, I'd have to sleep alone. I didn't mind, I would listen to the house breathin'. All those people sleepin'. I felt... safe. - Benjamin Button -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;It's funny how sometimes the people we remember the least make the greatest impression on us. - Benjamin Button -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;I learnt so much for this 25 years. I treasure you all very much. Thank you for entering my life. I'm going to miss myself. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/awZHlWGFPWc?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-6594126311666193558?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/6594126311666193558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=6594126311666193558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6594126311666193558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6594126311666193558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-funny-thing-about-comin-home-looks.html' title='It&apos;s a funny thing about comin&apos; home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You&apos;ll realize what&apos;s changed is you. -Benjamin Button-'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/awZHlWGFPWc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1049708023492077854</id><published>2010-12-21T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:53:47.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been my dream</title><content type='html'>House at the cliff by the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear them say, "It's kinda nice.. I'm living at the cliff by the sea.. Come and visit us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah. I don't want a visit. I wanna live there forever. Forever and EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TRAyJx2dUFI/AAAAAAAAAps/EN3xNsCJf1E/s1600/01_03.27.09_SeacliffHouse_rect540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TRAyJx2dUFI/AAAAAAAAAps/EN3xNsCJf1E/s400/01_03.27.09_SeacliffHouse_rect540.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's a dream come true home......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1049708023492077854?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1049708023492077854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1049708023492077854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1049708023492077854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1049708023492077854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-my-dream.html' title='It&apos;s been my dream'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TRAyJx2dUFI/AAAAAAAAAps/EN3xNsCJf1E/s72-c/01_03.27.09_SeacliffHouse_rect540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-6008553685263414018</id><published>2010-12-16T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T16:11:21.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Dream</title><content type='html'>If I have a pool, I would love to have a pool like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TQnJTuJf85I/AAAAAAAAApg/T-1lO-09sic/s1600/34117_402938042313_584437313_4493478_5601969_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TQnJTuJf85I/AAAAAAAAApg/T-1lO-09sic/s640/34117_402938042313_584437313_4493478_5601969_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'll change the base colour of the pool to red. Make it a bloody pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-6008553685263414018?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/6008553685263414018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=6008553685263414018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6008553685263414018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6008553685263414018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/12/pool-dream.html' title='Pool Dream'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TQnJTuJf85I/AAAAAAAAApg/T-1lO-09sic/s72-c/34117_402938042313_584437313_4493478_5601969_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7439209279417585524</id><published>2010-12-14T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T19:48:34.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One hand clapping</title><content type='html'>Isn't it a waste to know 2010 is ending in half a month's time. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless me, I love this year. Best year in my entire life. and my wish is to end the year with a good bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Same old. You ain't sparing me any understanding.. Leave me hanging. Just once more, digest it, for the betterment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7439209279417585524?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7439209279417585524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7439209279417585524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7439209279417585524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7439209279417585524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-hand-clapping.html' title='One hand clapping'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-4573242173010909667</id><published>2010-11-19T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T00:25:54.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't have done that. Should have just kept quiet and be patient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit. I have a problem. I don't know how to cure this myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am left alone for such long time. I hate this n I hate to admit I allow myself to do this. To aggravates u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hung on to me to wait. Is this going to be healthy?! Why I kept letting this happen over and over again? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good lesson, there's a saying, taking it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-4573242173010909667?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/4573242173010909667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=4573242173010909667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4573242173010909667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4573242173010909667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/11/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-184418580366581717</id><published>2010-11-16T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:39:36.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate the month of November</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't even be here. I'm so tired from all the doubts. All the explanations and all the waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be reminded at all. Reset - press - restart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here in office thinking if I should call mommy. I'm so sorry. I just need to retreat myself. Pls leave me alone and no questions mommy.. I wish I have n had the guts to face you. Nevertheless, I love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-184418580366581717?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/184418580366581717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=184418580366581717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/184418580366581717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/184418580366581717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/11/hate-month-of-november.html' title='Hate the month of November'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1638247557753997352</id><published>2010-10-29T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T13:30:54.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not mine.</title><content type='html'>Are you crying because the story of the two of you have ended there? That it was both choice to select that one creature, training it all by yourself, provide the same love and care? like how you n I have had one on our own?   Our past stained history. With hi-tech technology, the delete button is somehow not formed in reality. I hope the answer was fate.   cry your fate away and let me embrace you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1638247557753997352?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1638247557753997352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1638247557753997352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1638247557753997352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1638247557753997352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-mine.html' title='not mine.'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-346196021289788324</id><published>2010-09-21T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:25:28.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="overflow:auto;"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TJiyPwh8evI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GXILPxnGazA/Photo%20Created%202010-09-21%2021%3A25%3A22%20%2B0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TJiyPwh8evI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GXILPxnGazA/s288/Photo%20Created%202010-09-21%2021%3A25%3A22%20%2B0800.jpg" alt="photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/api/staticmap?center=3.126418,101.676192&amp;markers=size:big%7Ccolor:orange%7C3.126407,101.676171&amp;sensor=true&amp;size=640x640&amp;zoom=16"&gt;&lt;img src="http://maps.google.com/maps/api/staticmap?center=3.126418,101.676192&amp;markers=size:big%7Ccolor:orange%7C3.126407,101.676171&amp;sensor=true&amp;size=150x150&amp;zoom=14" alt="map" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loner i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-346196021289788324?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/346196021289788324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=346196021289788324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/346196021289788324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/346196021289788324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/09/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TJiyPwh8evI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GXILPxnGazA/s72-c/Photo%20Created%202010-09-21%2021%3A25%3A22%20%2B0800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-5839169561574714734</id><published>2010-09-17T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T20:50:56.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Edward</title><content type='html'>Dear Edward,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you? What is it like to be up there? Did you make any good friends? Old friends? Ah Tai (great grannie, ah po) was there since 2001, you prolly have not seen Gung Gung (granddad). You can catch up with him since he was always never around with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 8 to 9 years since we last met. I have grown to an adult for you can see, I'm going 25 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy occasionally ask if we're still keeping in touch. Obviously we have not spoken since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember you have VERY cursive writing that I have hard time recognizing words and you looked kind, soft spoken, weak, hospitable, warm, loving husband and father. Glad Jenny and Jeremiah loved you to bits.&amp;nbsp;I never knew how old you were till I saw the memorial site that Jenny created. She must have been dear to you for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I just want you to know that I admire your courage of confessing to me that you're my dad when I was 8. Needless to say i was naive and young. If only I could turn back time and ask "Where do you come from? How old are you? What's your favourite sport? What's your favourite food? What's your dream? Can I see your younger days photos? What's your profession? Are you a uni grad?" and etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And I want you to know, I have thought of you but it was just a matter of time. You left before I am even prepared. Let God guide you the way and live in peace Edward. I shall see you when my time is due.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Your Long Lost Daughter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sharon Chin Suet Erh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-5839169561574714734?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/5839169561574714734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=5839169561574714734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5839169561574714734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5839169561574714734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-edward.html' title='Dear Edward'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1547105152375524343</id><published>2010-09-17T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T20:46:42.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's too late that I can't do anything at all now.</title><content type='html'>I'm not sad because I just got to know he passed away. I'm sad because I never do what I needed and wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day that I found out he was gone forever in June 9, 2008 and spent his last moment in KK, Sabah with his lovely wife and son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while I've been carrying this close to my chest. Wonder how and whether meeting up with him is right. After our last meet up (8-9 years ago), mom furiously warned him to never call anymore. But what did he do to have mom gotten so angry at him after so many years?? I was so young I wasn't given any chance to make any decision. Every now and then, there were thoughts of meeting up with him again. It was just the matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm older, I missed the boat already. I don't even have a chance to deal with it. I dont even have a chance to ask "how are you?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather relieved to know where he's at now. But not to what I expect to find out today. Up to this very moment, I tried to give some courage to myself but no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you rest in peace, my dear biological dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TJM1xGmPxYI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Z3SuDJYXSh0/s1600/025091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TJM1xGmPxYI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Z3SuDJYXSh0/s400/025091.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1547105152375524343?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1547105152375524343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1547105152375524343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1547105152375524343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1547105152375524343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-too-late-that-i-cant-do-anything-at.html' title='It&apos;s too late that I can&apos;t do anything at all now.'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/TJM1xGmPxYI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Z3SuDJYXSh0/s72-c/025091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8281293836764819563</id><published>2010-04-26T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:00:01.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair</title><content type='html'>As far as I know, life is getting better. At least for me. But not for my surrounding friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop falling into misery and stop giving misery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8281293836764819563?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8281293836764819563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8281293836764819563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8281293836764819563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8281293836764819563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/04/unfair.html' title='Unfair'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-4866669555019366403</id><published>2010-03-16T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:16:46.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;I wanna travel too!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-4866669555019366403?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/4866669555019366403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=4866669555019366403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4866669555019366403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4866669555019366403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wanna-travel-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-6211503778556862737</id><published>2010-02-01T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:05:00.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooopiieee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on site training this Saturday. Making up on professional models for student works. I'm so totally looking forward to it. I have a new dream now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, Totoro has been my company and my little dear since we came back from Bangkok. He's all fine and such a cutie. He perks up our day and he's a friendly pup to all his visitors. =) He's definitely a sweetheart if he does his business correctly. Otherwise, he would be a wreck and sometimes, you wouldn't want to look into his eyes if he ask for mercy.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've lost our sweetheart Bambi. It didn't hit me that great prolly because I emptied my tears at the funeral of a friend of mine. The Iron 883 gave me an unwanted surprise when I was at the kickboxing class. We definitely did love him and wanted all the best for his health. We hope he's much better now and is playing with Princess and taking care of her. I'll definitely miss you, Bambi.. Smackie will too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-6211503778556862737?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/6211503778556862737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=6211503778556862737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6211503778556862737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6211503778556862737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2010/02/wooopiieee-im-going-on-site-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1697518212437905977</id><published>2009-12-31T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:06:04.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! It's New Year!</title><content type='html'>First time of my entire teenager to adulthood, I'm really happy and look forward to the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the best gift for Christmas, Birthday and New Year 2010 this year. He's been with me since 23rd and we are still here playing bejewel. Hhhmmm... I find this is a bliss for my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me enjoy this while it last... It blossoms day by day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got so disappointed at myself today at make up class... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1697518212437905977?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1697518212437905977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1697518212437905977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1697518212437905977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1697518212437905977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-its-new-year.html' title='Yay! It&apos;s New Year!'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-4947372514846976149</id><published>2009-12-20T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T05:06:52.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same ole Same ole</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming... and then New Year. And this time, it's a gap between the New Year and CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this year's CNY falls on a V'day. Great. Call this fate? I celebrated V'day last year in Michael Loh's wedding reception. And I don't want to remember how was the celebration for the year before, because, I seriously can't remember. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's OK. I am not all that excited to look forward to that occasion. I guess, I pretty much believe anniversaries are way much important than these occasion. Everyone celebrates it for the sake of "Hey! It's V'day. Let's contribute part of our paycheck to buy on chocs and flowers at a higher price." Bah, crap! Anniversary is an occasion that is more like the day you reminisce the day how your love blossomed with your love ones. The world is just for the two of you. I definitely still remember the days we celebrated our 3 years anniversary. I look forward for our 4th anniversary in 2010! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming, and all &amp;nbsp;I want for Christmas is You! Simple and Sleek.. Just like the house. Speaking of which, I am going to post some pics of the house soon. I'm proud of my baby boy! He's finally got one on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of pictures, I have just created a blog to post only pictures with one liner. It'll be up pretty soon with entries. Take your time to check it out.&amp;nbsp;http://acidic-dye.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the name. Acidic... and dyes.... I don't know what it should mean, it should mean, it's acidic and I love dyes. Hahahahhaha.... Brilliant, just found it. It should mean, "sharp added/combination colours" Coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-4947372514846976149?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/4947372514846976149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=4947372514846976149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4947372514846976149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4947372514846976149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/12/same-ole-same-ole.html' title='Same ole Same ole'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3666074344638739466</id><published>2009-11-25T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:50:33.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nv an easy fix</title><content type='html'>We were once nv been able to crawl,&lt;br /&gt;We were once nv been able to walk, &lt;br /&gt;We definitely have hurt our head n knees,&lt;br /&gt;But are they ever easy to fix if we are handicap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like mistakes arises when you try...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3666074344638739466?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3666074344638739466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3666074344638739466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3666074344638739466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3666074344638739466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/11/nv-easy-fix.html' title='Nv an easy fix'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1903979161744698588</id><published>2009-11-25T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:39:17.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I apologized for real</title><content type='html'>I lost my temper again... I was angry at that particular mistake he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We touched, and we felt each other's warmth...&lt;br /&gt;We kissed, because we care and want each other to be acknowledged...&lt;br /&gt;We laughed at stories we shared...&lt;br /&gt;But we never made it when it comes to the new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I specifically angry at one small mistake... I'm not too sure why.. at why my temper is so hot. I didn't mean to heat things up. I didn't mean to burst further. I didn't want to. I'm trying. I'm really trying =.....(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I last lost my temper in NZ. I screamed, I pushed him away, I banged the door, I cried, I hid, I looked away, I curled up like a ball, and I wished I could flushed myself into the toilet bowl and disappear. Gosh, I really have no idea what was it, I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling the same over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not... I wish to disappear right now. but I WILL not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for real.. I did not intend to be one hot temper person. I apologise for real.. I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SwwZheNcqgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/GFVUHvsXQEE/s1600/IMG_4707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SwwZheNcqgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/GFVUHvsXQEE/s400/IMG_4707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1903979161744698588?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1903979161744698588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1903979161744698588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1903979161744698588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1903979161744698588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-apologized-for-real.html' title='I apologized for real'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SwwZheNcqgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/GFVUHvsXQEE/s72-c/IMG_4707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8479631656039073228</id><published>2009-11-21T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:11:24.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it, what is it, what is it, what is it, where is it, where is it, where is it, where is it.........??</title><content type='html'>True enough some 'bitches' and 'buggers' forgot about my birthday. But most of them did and thanks to facebook. LOL. Thank you very much all of you for remembering or at least i'm remembered by all the small notes from unfamiliar faces in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And true enough Mom has forgotten but she's forgiven because she's my mother. Haha, yah, she woke up and forgot that it was my big day but she reminded herself already the night before. See, how not to forgive my lovely mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I remembered my 1st 4 shots of Tequila that the girls bought. And I remembered how i had to dragged my brother to fetch me back. It was really gone case.. Anyhow, I guess the night was fun. I remembered "what is it what is it , what is it, where is it, where is it??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for celebrating my 24th together with me without me having any worries.... You gals/guys rocked my 24th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, thank you Baby boy for assuring me for how I have felt that day. More to come, but I guess you have done your best to be your best.&lt;b&gt; I luv you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8479631656039073228?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8479631656039073228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8479631656039073228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8479631656039073228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8479631656039073228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-is-it-what-is-it-what-is-it-what.html' title='What is it, what is it, what is it, what is it, where is it, where is it, where is it, where is it.........??'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-588396636800846538</id><published>2009-11-17T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:23:26.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year older</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to meself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Harley ride before the clock strike 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much guess Mom has forgotten bout my birthday. Guess I'll still keep my tradition to staying out of the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!! I feel bad bout it, but that's the only way I could feel better about birthday thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received many many wishes from long/lost/found/ex/new/fun/great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few that suppose to remember but never sent a message or call through. You gals gonna get it real real soon! Bbbbwaaahahhhhhahhahahhaha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-588396636800846538?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/588396636800846538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=588396636800846538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/588396636800846538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/588396636800846538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/11/year-older.html' title='A year older'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1988899737350573026</id><published>2009-11-10T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:23:57.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh well...</title><content type='html'>Love is not a great thing after all... It keeps you cloud 9 for a short instance. After all, what shall I believe in to keep me think it's all great? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love versus family&lt;br /&gt;Love versus career&lt;br /&gt;Passion versus career&lt;br /&gt;Ambition versus future&lt;br /&gt;Fun versus priority&lt;br /&gt;Silence versus city&lt;br /&gt;Friends versus family&lt;br /&gt;Favourite versus health&lt;br /&gt;Fear versus love&lt;br /&gt;Fear versus future&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It al sucks but there's so many to choose from&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1988899737350573026?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1988899737350573026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1988899737350573026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1988899737350573026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1988899737350573026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-well.html' title='Oh well...'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-5940114560140149036</id><published>2009-10-27T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:50:09.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooopps?!!!</title><content type='html'>Wopsy, I'm sucha bad blog owner. Obviously, there's so much to write till I don't know where to start. Well, am consolidating all info in one blog entry, this'll take time.. Be patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-5940114560140149036?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/5940114560140149036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=5940114560140149036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5940114560140149036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5940114560140149036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/10/wooopps.html' title='Wooopps?!!!'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7266302247121601285</id><published>2009-10-01T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:35:59.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiwiland</title><content type='html'>I'm so fregging freezing here... Lomo lomo lomo.. Really a 'loumou'. But I still like it although it costs a bomb for me to waste dem.  *roars*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7266302247121601285?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7266302247121601285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7266302247121601285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7266302247121601285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7266302247121601285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/10/kiwiland.html' title='Kiwiland'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-500080479663428967</id><published>2009-09-26T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:46:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Came and Gone...</title><content type='html'>It wasn't like gone with the wind. It was more like, gone as planned. Ah yah, I'm referring to how Nam has came back and left in less than 20 hrs. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm surprised at his return as we spent every precious time together without splitting apart for more than 50 meters. I'm happy for the moment we have spent the last 17hrs. It has been awhile I saw my smile... how sweet they were... *mesmerizing* Hahaha, I ain't gonna deny the sweet smile. I owned my own smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In less than 3 days, I hope for the best for what I'll be experiencing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-500080479663428967?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/500080479663428967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=500080479663428967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/500080479663428967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/500080479663428967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/09/came-and-gone.html' title='Came and Gone...'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7361711786315878667</id><published>2009-09-25T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:05:10.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering still...</title><content type='html'>..... if I've ever have had to dream bout this whole new life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda like the life I'm having now. I better enjoy it while it last. But, I guess, situation proves to me that I can't be a siu lai lai. This is gonna be hard man... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming from a well to do family has moulded me a kind of character to how protective/reserved/pampered I am. Being in other's family is kinda hard as I would feel offended in some ways. This is bad... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope things get better as it goes... I can't wait till tomorrow night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7361711786315878667?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7361711786315878667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7361711786315878667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7361711786315878667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7361711786315878667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/09/pondering-still.html' title='Pondering still...'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-5699310881867420137</id><published>2009-09-22T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:02:23.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod touch</title><content type='html'>Yay!!! I'm now able to post my entries using iPod touch. Yes, I bought this iPod n it was suppose to b a gift for Nam. Instead I'm using it because he has an iPhone. I have nothing. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to post more again. Wait foooorrrrrrrrrr mmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-5699310881867420137?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/5699310881867420137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=5699310881867420137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5699310881867420137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5699310881867420137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/09/ipod-touch.html' title='iPod touch'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-4521748422088243129</id><published>2009-09-16T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T02:20:07.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sales Man</title><content type='html'>I was in Cineleisure this evening. This direct sales man stopped me. He looked decent. And all I wanted to do was to shove him off. However, seeing his effort, I stopped and listen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After like 10 mins of his explanation, he asked me to pay for a minimal to enjoy all those benefits. I would love to help him out. The only thing that pulled me back was I'm jobless. I can't simply spend on things that are not beneficial for me due to how tight I can be later on. Therefore, I told him politely that thank you for his time. I hope this helps him feels better as I was walking away from him, I felt him. I know he was disappointed at his skills of direct selling, but I believe he has a good heart in him. He did not try to be pushy, but he was very polite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I were a millionaire, definitely I would buy 2-3 packages from you... God bless you and hope all is well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-4521748422088243129?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/4521748422088243129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=4521748422088243129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4521748422088243129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4521748422088243129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/09/sales-man.html' title='Sales Man'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7465910644696400072</id><published>2009-09-14T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T03:02:54.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Zoo Mates!</title><content type='html'>I would like to introduce my Zoo Mates one day... Can't wait to gather all their individual full of character photo to share it with you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7465910644696400072?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7465910644696400072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7465910644696400072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7465910644696400072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7465910644696400072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-zoo-mates.html' title='My Zoo Mates!'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3754467656025132142</id><published>2009-09-14T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T02:56:57.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it then??</title><content type='html'>At first, it's not only about me you said.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, when I try us, you said it's not only about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are we even be in love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3754467656025132142?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3754467656025132142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3754467656025132142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3754467656025132142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3754467656025132142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-it-then.html' title='What is it then??'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-641752917200348780</id><published>2009-09-07T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:32:04.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Crib</title><content type='html'>The crib that I used to drown myself with beer, the crib that I used to waste my day away with sips of wine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days that I laze in bed for hours and providing the freedom to my kids... It was 8 months ago I last stepped in at #1802A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I miss you so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-641752917200348780?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/641752917200348780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=641752917200348780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/641752917200348780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/641752917200348780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/09/missing-crib.html' title='Missing Crib'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3288227552214871282</id><published>2009-09-07T07:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:36:20.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day he flew again...</title><content type='html'>Oh well, another trip for his business. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... Let me pour this little story off my chest since I have last visited you long ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first full time low-pay-starts-from-scratch-the-very-bottom job. I was screening through some directors/producers name thinking oh well, which are the cool ones that I could fish. To my knowledge, they were way too old for an inexperience young lady to interact with a different level that knows all the shit I was doing. I admit I was ashamed. I didn't think it was so different from the hollywood movie I watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to square one. It started with one of the first ever job that bosses left us all behind to Singapore for a meeting (I was a newbie to the industry), I was assigned to call this guy, I screened through the name of the contact list and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; sounded Cina-Beng. Oh well, nothing to be nervous of since I thought he wasn't one of the man I could check him into my criteria list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I served nasi lemak and some food. Boy, he was so starked up and well, why waste my breath PR-ing with this scruffy lil looking man that made his own coffee instead of requesting for my service? BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to my surprise that.... I picked up the calls, bombarded with tonnes of SMS to add him on MSN and ... I enjoyed listening and letting him express his joy of speech and allowing me to get to know him better. Thereafter, I decided to give this man a chance to share my story after being invited to put on the newly bought cover and bed sheet together in his crib. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, here I am.. Chances given, time passes, here I am dealing with his habits that I could never imagine what I have got myself into. It's not these issues anymore now. It's a different issue after these phases..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things would  always start getting complicated when I'm not working, however, Nam's pretty busy with work or he'll always be traveling for business.. I would like to be in control (emotionally), but at the same time,  an encouragement is required as I always yearn for it and if you could return some to me would mean giving me validation/assurance. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've thought with my mind clear the last time we went for the medical consultation together and we both got into a major argument due to miscommunication. It was horrifying and it was the first ever time I was left with the damn guilt I've embraced for the 3 freaking years. I thought I wouldn't give a shit... I couldn't bear that freaking damn shit I thought the entire confusion/mixed feeling would shatter, soon into particles when you walked away.  Shattered into pieces that I don't think I could be able to piece them back to the original confusion. Maybe I could, but am too naive to blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you know, I am now learning to let my dignity/pride go. Trying my very best to mend all for this man that I'm still wondering... what got me into this.. the answer remain open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the smile I once had, I was smiling with no specific reason and it went from ear to ear. Boy, I miss those time that it gave me butterflies in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I was expecting a mile even though secured me with his arm in my sleep every night and made sure we greet each other before we split for our own business or before we travels to lala land. With his chest embracing my back, and locking his arms across my heart.. Believe it or not, it does feel .... gleeful. Blissful - final!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris said we were fated in our past life. We are now together because fate brought us together from past life. I am now withdrawing and let fate decide if it is going to happen before Nov 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SqRBDbmz6BI/AAAAAAAAAmk/B3L67TLTjJU/s1600-h/9426_130715746268_600491268_2900005_235124_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SqRBDbmz6BI/AAAAAAAAAmk/B3L67TLTjJU/s400/9426_130715746268_600491268_2900005_235124_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378495382193170450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's just an ordinary day that put these smiles on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heart with a 'heart'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3288227552214871282?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3288227552214871282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3288227552214871282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3288227552214871282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3288227552214871282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-he-flew-again.html' title='The day he flew again...'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SqRBDbmz6BI/AAAAAAAAAmk/B3L67TLTjJU/s72-c/9426_130715746268_600491268_2900005_235124_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2777231124190536623</id><published>2009-07-07T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:07:44.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphorically, agree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've reached some lights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hungry. I'm thinking of porridge. *growling*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're looking at watches and handbags. He was so interested in buying them but he doesn't know how to buy cos he's a computer dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He chose this bag. I've just insulted him. I'm afraid I've just hurt his feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wanted to go sleep. I persuaded him. It was nice listening to him rambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's nice to hear you.. I'm gonna sleep now. Nitey baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I luv u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2777231124190536623?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2777231124190536623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2777231124190536623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2777231124190536623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2777231124190536623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/07/euphorically-agree.html' title='Euphorically, agree...'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7444204231169390670</id><published>2009-06-16T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:47:34.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let Me Dedicate This to Myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QNM4A2acrWQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QNM4A2acrWQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7444204231169390670?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7444204231169390670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7444204231169390670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7444204231169390670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7444204231169390670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-let-me-dedicate-this-to-myself.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Me Dedicate This to Myself...'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8517502203764303967</id><published>2009-06-16T08:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:04:35.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to listen to my head speak, cause my heart made me a fool</title><content type='html'>It ain't easy, it ain't gonna be easy.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't screening.&lt;br /&gt;I am not watching out.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a fool out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fool that I've never been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clock ticking for I don't know what time is it now, what day, what month and what year is it.&lt;br /&gt;My clock stopped in my world. It's getting rusty I can't find a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be your first fool, tell me why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8517502203764303967?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8517502203764303967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8517502203764303967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8517502203764303967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8517502203764303967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-to-listen-to-my-head-speak-cause.html' title='Time to listen to my head speak, cause my heart made me a fool'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3645905725273704721</id><published>2009-04-13T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:09:40.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.R.O.U.D.</title><content type='html'>Today, of this date...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel complete...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minority + Majority = Contentment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling proud ..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3645905725273704721?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3645905725273704721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3645905725273704721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3645905725273704721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3645905725273704721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/04/proud.html' title='P.R.O.U.D.'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-5511010091046304875</id><published>2009-02-05T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:19:26.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Hei Fatt Choy!</title><content type='html'>Ah! How useless I am...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bad for posting an emo entry and not wishing everyone Happy Chinese Niu Year!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My luck has gone this year. Not as disgusting as last year. How nice of my friends sponsored me my hair colouring and airfare last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year seems to be less celebrative. We started late and I've got lazier to visit friends. I scrolled my phonebook and realised, where have all my contacts go.. Where have all my party friends, gambling friends, and yum cha friends? Saw their names, but pressing the icon 'Call' make it seems awkward. I think I'm rather lonely this year but I'm glad I've mend my broken pieces. Worth the trip to hug me lover when we went to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad it's worth it. When I visited the Heng family, i feel the warmth. It's so homey. All of them sayang me like I'm their precious lil sister. The muscle I put in my smile did not hurt an inch even knowing how I hate to layan strangers myself. I'm all a happy lady!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Moo Moo Year !! Hope the Moo Moos will not be affected badly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YUM SENG TO THE DRUNKARDS AND GAMBLERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-5511010091046304875?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/5511010091046304875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=5511010091046304875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5511010091046304875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5511010091046304875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/02/gong-hei-fatt-choy.html' title='Gong Hei Fatt Choy!'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-794282683067937779</id><published>2009-02-02T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:11:01.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT???</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, we're hitting quarter of the century age already. WTF???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18th birthday just seemed to past 3 months ago. Never knew the operation was only 3 months ago. Disgusting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost lost the hope of my life. Didn't regret for mending the broken pieces. I'm sure it's all gonna be better than before. Much much much better. Cos I'm ready and I have my plans drafted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know for sure, I hate my current job. For all the problems and fun-less made me felt disgusted. I've planned, and plan to leave. As soon as I want to... as soon as I can, as soon as before the hatred grows into my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've perfect vision now. I'm not used to seeing things clear before and after my sleep. Things seems to be blurry back then before fixing them. Now, it's a whole new mould.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor said, I need to plan to settle down. I wish I can, but I don't know when. I'm not ready for this. But I'm so very afraid. I'm so very afraid I can't form any heartbeat. I'm so very afraid I can't at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand now, there are responsibilities waiting ahead me. It's so near and close to me now. Such a sudden 'tick tock' makes me think how useless I am... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a dream.. I wish I would never wake up from that beautiful dream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-794282683067937779?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/794282683067937779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=794282683067937779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/794282683067937779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/794282683067937779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html' title='WHAT???'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1957174591985785560</id><published>2009-01-17T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:35:16.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate to Love you</title><content type='html'>It was all so true...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm vocal-less, I'm heart-broken, I'm confused, I'm career-less, I've lost, but... I have what I have to perfect my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to cover me with blanket to protect me from cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to bring me water to fill the thirst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to bring me towel although it's just across the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to feed me water when I'm sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to bring the Nintendo DS over to kill boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to standby a jacket when I'm cold outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to cheer me up with the little thing when I'm broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to kiss me in the forehead and say the magic word before you go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have you to shoo the lizards and cockroach away because I fear of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I not HATE to love you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1957174591985785560?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1957174591985785560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1957174591985785560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1957174591985785560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1957174591985785560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/01/hate-to-love-you.html' title='Hate to Love you'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8370662527467051236</id><published>2009-01-11T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:43:09.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>Promise me that you'll hold my hand.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you'll cuddle me in my sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you would not quit kissing my forehead before we put on your sleepy mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that no matter what you'll never turn your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you will share your heart and mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you'll share your ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you would not stop caring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you will stop assuming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that the time is occupied appropriately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you can make me remember all the occasions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you are truthful and be real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you promised to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me that you will always be by me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promise me, Pillow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8370662527467051236?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8370662527467051236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8370662527467051236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8370662527467051236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8370662527467051236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2009/01/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1851146865477708563</id><published>2008-11-18T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:24:34.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K e e p  M e  S a n e</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pop pills daily to suppress estrogen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiger beer no longer is able to wait for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dunhill light only visit me once in awhile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red wine swing by once in a blue moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say bye-bye to condom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mood swing will be my full time companionship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bikini didn't seem to be my flattering friend anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing seems fulfilling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keeping ecards in the history books (even though it's expired)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick and throw the unwanted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Search for new love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Search for more...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Peeps for the birthday cakes, presence, and birthday wishes! You guys rocked my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1851146865477708563?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1851146865477708563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1851146865477708563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1851146865477708563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1851146865477708563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/11/k-e-e-p-m-e-s-n-e.html' title='K e e p  M e  S a n e'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1793170458320585287</id><published>2008-11-06T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:34:33.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big 3-0</title><content type='html'>I think binocular would be the one... The best gift ever to those who have grown a year older.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why binocular?  For you to reflect back on the path that you have walked all your years and also how it came to lead you to meet such a wonderful lady like me .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SRKPtcrsWAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/w8VDLi26Qvs/s400/IMG_2148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265428925305870338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a cutie Old Man....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIG 3-0 BIRTHDAY BABY BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1793170458320585287?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1793170458320585287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1793170458320585287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1793170458320585287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1793170458320585287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-3-0.html' title='Big 3-0'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SRKPtcrsWAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/w8VDLi26Qvs/s72-c/IMG_2148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-6928310911272667508</id><published>2008-10-22T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:03:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain go away</title><content type='html'>Now these rain is getting on my nerve. I needa relax. I needa have some fun. It's making me stressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been compiled up more than ever. I can't control my emotion and anger anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming is my way of finding solace/peace now. How weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thing taste almost the same to me now. Going through another phase of life, a higher level, makes me anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I care less for my hair now. I care less if I have drew the most perfect eyeliner. I care less if my zit doesn't go off. I'm so obsess~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nail polish seems perfect although I slept on it... =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-6928310911272667508?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/6928310911272667508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=6928310911272667508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6928310911272667508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6928310911272667508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/10/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain rain go away'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-9075451458422553677</id><published>2008-10-12T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:09:27.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LADIES, CAN I GO HAVE A HAIR CUT? I CAN'T TAHAN D...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIVING U 14 DAYS TO RESPOND. OTHERWISE IT'LL BE ALL GONE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-9075451458422553677?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/9075451458422553677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=9075451458422553677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/9075451458422553677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/9075451458422553677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/10/ladies-can-i-go-have-hair-cut-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-9072935488538569818</id><published>2008-10-09T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:29:55.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look through the glass,&lt;div&gt;Passed by the scene,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shook my head and said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not another one... pls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know, it was someone I knew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is indeed like a candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R.I.P. my friend BJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-9072935488538569818?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/9072935488538569818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=9072935488538569818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/9072935488538569818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/9072935488538569818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-through-glass-passed-by-scene.html' title=''/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2431700371092716110</id><published>2008-09-26T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:53:58.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft Porn for you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO NOT VIEW IF YOU'RE UNDER 18!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://creativity-online.com/work/view?seed=349ffa2b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2431700371092716110?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2431700371092716110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2431700371092716110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2431700371092716110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2431700371092716110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/09/soft-porn-for-you.html' title='Soft Porn for you....'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7875384202945656097</id><published>2008-09-21T05:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:16:53.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another down</title><content type='html'>Muahahahaha....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ser's down....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally and VICTORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*proud*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No camwhore this time..... I pretty made a good awesome with these gals....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I have to learn from Sue.... for drinking 2 teq and prolly 3 whisker and she's *eh hem...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mission accomplish!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DARE ME BITCH!!!!!! Me need more tequila.... Hmmmm.... You two? *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm gone....... You gals rock my world!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7875384202945656097?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7875384202945656097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7875384202945656097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7875384202945656097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7875384202945656097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-down.html' title='Another down'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-6234076072154924369</id><published>2008-09-14T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:58:34.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freebies</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, you really do not need to spend too much $$$$ for clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're lucky, you get free whisky, free tequila, or even free ciggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more for me to complain even if I look like an English teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUE! I HAD FUN LAST NITE AND STILL TIPSYING...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-6234076072154924369?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/6234076072154924369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=6234076072154924369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6234076072154924369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6234076072154924369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/09/freebies.html' title='Freebies'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1552260351317997089</id><published>2008-09-13T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:21:31.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BItch Kick</title><content type='html'>At times, you really needed one bitch kick to shake ur senses. How stupid am I.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Counting my days for now makes me excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, this excitement didn't hit me everyday for I fear what this would turned out to be....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y1HhslMnU1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y1HhslMnU1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1552260351317997089?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1552260351317997089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1552260351317997089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1552260351317997089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1552260351317997089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/09/bitch-kick.html' title='BItch Kick'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7564362434879993485</id><published>2008-09-12T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:21:18.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream....</title><content type='html'>Perhaps..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never stop your heart.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost to reality?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7564362434879993485?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7564362434879993485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7564362434879993485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7564362434879993485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7564362434879993485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/09/dream.html' title='Dream....'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-396922180849644767</id><published>2008-09-09T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:07:22.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine</title><content type='html'>My weekend has started yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to bed. But I was dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting, for the rest to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My party friends were dressed up nicely too, but we were all waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to decide where to go in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for one of us to voice out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all tired of partying, but we still wanted to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know, we were in a new club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All waiting for drinks this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All were well prepared, the drinks, the people, the crowd, the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera were all over everywhere like paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the ole times again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love it, how I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, Nam has to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby girl, let's go for breakfast." And I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my best morning. Thinking, "Oh god, what a morning for brunch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and asked, "What time is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 8.30AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I punk'd myself. It's only Tuesday. Time to go to work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-396922180849644767?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/396922180849644767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=396922180849644767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/396922180849644767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/396922180849644767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1923575066227760520</id><published>2008-09-08T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:20:40.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....once</title><content type='html'>For once I needed,&lt;br /&gt;For once I felt,&lt;br /&gt;For once I did,&lt;br /&gt;but it was never this way, never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed that,&lt;br /&gt;I felt that,&lt;br /&gt;I did that,&lt;br /&gt;but it could never be like that anymore. and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Serendipity' inspired me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1923575066227760520?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1923575066227760520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1923575066227760520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1923575066227760520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1923575066227760520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/09/once.html' title='....once'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-5561681157577434884</id><published>2008-09-07T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:45:38.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bastard.... How can my nick be this????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sex-lexis.com/Sex-Dictionary/blankard"&gt;blankard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-5561681157577434884?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/5561681157577434884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=5561681157577434884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5561681157577434884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5561681157577434884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/09/meaning-of-me.html' title='Meaning of me'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8340040518208904201</id><published>2008-08-28T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:02:43.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Dedicaition (Although it's too early)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBKQqQj67tc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBKQqQj67tc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8340040518208904201?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8340040518208904201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8340040518208904201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8340040518208904201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8340040518208904201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/08/valentines-dedicaition-although-its-too.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Dedicaition (Although it&apos;s too early)'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8862995169576616542</id><published>2008-08-26T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:05:55.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*LICKS*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don't understand what it means when I read the lyrics. Somehow, I will find it out one day and be as brilliant as her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/emX-YYhzhII&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/emX-YYhzhII&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*** The original MV is nicer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8862995169576616542?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8862995169576616542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8862995169576616542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8862995169576616542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8862995169576616542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/08/licks.html' title='*LICKS*'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-246267553764155725</id><published>2008-08-14T04:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T05:04:58.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Love</title><content type='html'>Dr. Love Sue explained the difference between man and boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Love Sue    : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If your gut feeling tells you you're dating a Specimen A, LEAVE IMMEDIATELY! EVACUATE! *NEENUR-NEENURRRRR!~* Cause this kind are nvr grateful, nvr thankful. They're selfish calculative mofuckas. And a lil koo koo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Evaluation    : Specimen A are normally fed with silver spoon. They only could be fulfilled with material/object. They only needed ppl to help but never offer to give a hand. Basically, it's only all about himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Love Sue    : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As for Specimen B, they are just too egoistical to be telling girls abt their down time. Maybe for fear you might leave them? They are insecure creatures. And you know whata handfull insecure ppl are. Plus there's only room for 1 person to be insecure in a rship and that is YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Specimen B are ego man (It does rhyme though. EGOMAN EGOMAN EGOMAN). These ppl share their sorrows by letting you question what's going on. They only believe in solving their own problems &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;themselve&lt;/span&gt;. Basically, it's only all about himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Love Sue    : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you ticked Specimen C, *DING-DING-DING!!!!!!* You might have just hit jackpot and bagged yourself a man! Cause according to e/ LURRRVE DOCTOR, which is me ofcourse *hurhur* A man isnt afraid to talk abt/show his feelings. He doesnt expect you to solve his problems cause fuck, he is e/ 1 in charge of problem solving when it comes to.. everything! Esp your problems ;) He can(infact he shd) put up a strong front but behind closed doors, he's nothing butta softie!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't agree more when I read the above. But here's my piece of evaluation    : -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My evaluation: Specimen C are sweet guys. They could have studied bout women before they touched one loved ones, maybe? They needed to fix up the euphoric pipe and i guess hence, women is their only scapegoat that they can try on and on and on and we women would start getting crazy over the hero. Basically, it's the same.. They needed to boost their confidence, therefore it's still all about himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, Men and Boys are the same to me. All men are same species. All boys are same species too. Both fall in one category. They're from MARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Did I sounded too confusing? Cos it seems I am confusing myself. Basically, I experienced this many many times from this person who kept questioning me while I was trying to explain until I've got too confused of my own points. Smart YOU! Ta... It's 5am.... DIM AH???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-246267553764155725?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/246267553764155725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=246267553764155725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/246267553764155725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/246267553764155725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/08/dr-love.html' title='Dr. Love'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-611191143062426557</id><published>2008-08-14T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T04:21:29.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day to start with...</title><content type='html'>I'm actually not too sure if I have started my day. I slept at 7am and woke up at 11am. And now I'm still awake. I hadn't have normal sleeping for the past 3 weeks. I'm looking worse !!! *ROARS with Ser's emoticons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was on my way down, I went to the car and thrust the key in and turned on the engine and was thinking... "How did it felt to start a new life again? Cos so far, I really can't remember if I had any good start each time i vowed...." Putting on a smile and turned on the radio, getting ready to once-called-HELL-and-still-is while waiting for a better start from the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the radio started my day with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-l1gNUvGhmc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-l1gNUvGhmc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome Lingam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;IS THIS THE ONLY THING TO START MY LIFE WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;AGAIN??? WITH A FUCKING BLACK CLOUD &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;REGRETS FLOATING ABOVE MY HEAD? FANTASTIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;FATE &amp;amp; ENCOURAGEMENT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-611191143062426557?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/611191143062426557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=611191143062426557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/611191143062426557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/611191143062426557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-day-to-start-with.html' title='What a day to start with...'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8339986872667469640</id><published>2008-08-04T01:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T03:09:45.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Activities which Sharon has neglected when she was younger. Now, everyone laughs at her "late blooming" -.-"</title><content type='html'>Alright, let me tell you this. Sharon is not a late bloomer or facing any mid life crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like I wanted to be a kid and spend my childhood in my adulthood time for the time being due to my lack of activities back then and also because I'm turning to mid 20s in finger time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, just call me a late bloomer lor................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it fun to learn how to skateboard though. New dream!!!!! Skateboarding..... Aim to do the half pipe........ Look on dudes... *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also.... Rock CLimbing is awesome too! Erm........ well, just try it dudes... no harm....... you'll understand how we (Amanda, Ken, and me) feel. TOTALLY awesome!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX17scBA0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/43sbBURJVOI/s1600-h/IMG_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX17scBA0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/43sbBURJVOI/s1600-h/IMG_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX17scBA0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/43sbBURJVOI/s1600-h/IMG_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230356948150453058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX17scBA0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/43sbBURJVOI/s400/IMG_0921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is only warming up dude....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX18MdpyBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/sMtpmmlpZ0k/s1600-h/IMG_0927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230356956747253778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX18MdpyBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/sMtpmmlpZ0k/s400/IMG_0927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ken, the spiderman!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX18scbVeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/561IyQRP6BA/s1600-h/IMG_0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230356965332047330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX18scbVeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/561IyQRP6BA/s400/IMG_0928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ken, Up somemore... up somemore....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX180rkC7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/h7_o38Ef70U/s1600-h/IMG_0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230356967543016370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX180rkC7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/h7_o38Ef70U/s400/IMG_0929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, it's this high up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX19WzBBuI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Zax9fAFZjEo/s1600-h/IMG_0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230356976701081314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX19WzBBuI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Zax9fAFZjEo/s400/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mandy on the run...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230360932990405570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX5jpH5S8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MetUbKMr1tQ/s400/IMG_0935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heh, Mandy can do oneee.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230360941796680978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX5kJ7eZRI/AAAAAAAAAZY/KIU4dt5wCBc/s400/IMG_0941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*PHhhewwwttt*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230360946013470626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX5kZo1f6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/wBwtDSLdIoo/s400/IMG_0947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heh, me oso can.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230360951497474674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX5kuEUwnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/V62hY1_Orag/s400/IMG_0948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*CYMBALS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230367555396107378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX_lHgc_HI/AAAAAAAAAZw/CiSW3uBjt3o/s400/IMG_0971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WinkZ* Ah ha... I did that high!&lt;br /&gt;*waiting for applause*&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8339986872667469640?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8339986872667469640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8339986872667469640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8339986872667469640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8339986872667469640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/08/activities-which-sharon-has-neglected.html' title='Activities which Sharon has neglected when she was younger. Now, everyone laughs at her &quot;late blooming&quot; -.-&quot;'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SJX17scBA0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/43sbBURJVOI/s72-c/IMG_0921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8878916634576063938</id><published>2008-07-30T04:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T05:09:42.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Bite Dog</title><content type='html'>Have you ever experienced having this someone superior than you at work just becos she was working there longer but still doing the same thing as you except for dumping her more unneccessary work to you, like picking up incoming calls, passing message over to the other party, and so forth. However, when you leave the team, obviously he/she is no longer your superior in regards to associate status right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 1 :Would you still allow her/him to make you feel small when it's out of the business world already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Trick question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure how would she/he treats you if you're his/her client?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would one wants to play a roll that he/she's a hero? Why would one likes to play mind games? Why would one wants to sabotage when it's all suppose to end and let it be for world piece? Why? Why these ppl would want to burn their brain cells on these stupid game? I really wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather stay a happy naive life than living in a world full of dogs biting other dogs. I'm tired of watching out my back to see if the clock is ticking too fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need less of these ppl. Please take them away for they belong to the other group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8878916634576063938?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8878916634576063938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8878916634576063938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8878916634576063938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8878916634576063938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/07/dog-bite-dog.html' title='Dog Bite Dog'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8529789646190849420</id><published>2008-07-27T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:57:11.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPELLS : F.R.E.E.D.O.M.</title><content type='html'>I did spelt it out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out of the shit hole after suffering for that fucking one year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...... Worth it! I see the true flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking out loud with no actions always means nothing. I get it. I understand now, Mom. I see it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's your human sense? I did not mean humour sense, i  meant &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUMAN SENSE&lt;/span&gt;!!! Hey hey, some other skin colour can't understand. Shall we forgive them? Nah, bullshit! Needa burn calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of pushing me down the well? Oh well, you are not qualified. Oh well, see what had happened to you eh? Oh well, I've nothing to lose except for your big fat mouth eh? Who cares? I need not fight for it for there's nothing that you can do to change my life. Who cares if I'm not appreciated? Cos you weren't appreciate that is why, sucks all the staff eh? Hahhaa... Lousy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah, I'm turning pyscho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needa revamp my bloggy soon! Call me! I need a life now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8529789646190849420?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8529789646190849420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8529789646190849420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8529789646190849420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8529789646190849420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/07/spells-freedom.html' title='SPELLS : F.R.E.E.D.O.M.'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-5850833222660914167</id><published>2008-07-27T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:20:49.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CELEBRATION!!!!! (long overdued)</title><content type='html'>Long long overdued......... long long ago............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our finally 2 strong years had passed and definitely looking forward for the 3rd year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Heng gave me a gift for I can capture all the pretty and awful moments in one frame. Hhhmmm...... an absolutely delicious Canon IXUS 85 IS. Yummilicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a gift for Mr. Heng is forever a headacheful activity and burnt brain cell wastage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very last minute sweat pops up with such idea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARMAN KARDON SOUND STICK 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SGMeP2eYDPI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-KKegm1v8zI/s1600-h/harman-kardon-soundsticks-ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SGMeP2eYDPI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-KKegm1v8zI/s400/harman-kardon-soundsticks-ii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216046051094957298" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Awfully delicious crispy sound coming out from such an elegant piece of ...... crystal clear glass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salute for e design yoh! Crystal crispy clear sound~ (Ush!) And not too pricey, affordable cost for a headcrack gift. Awww...... partially, I get to use it. *wink at my lovely strategy plan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-5850833222660914167?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/5850833222660914167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=5850833222660914167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5850833222660914167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5850833222660914167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/06/celebration-long-overdued.html' title='CELEBRATION!!!!! (long overdued)'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SGMeP2eYDPI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-KKegm1v8zI/s72-c/harman-kardon-soundsticks-ii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-6997120817792652362</id><published>2008-07-17T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:02:23.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyst</title><content type='html'>Another one in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the centre of my right breast wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's harmless for the time being. Smaller than a centimetre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't grow like a taugeh, will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women, get your breast checked. Get your pet pet checked. Get your body checked up. Life isn't long anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-6997120817792652362?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/6997120817792652362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=6997120817792652362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6997120817792652362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6997120817792652362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/07/cyst.html' title='Cyst'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-421020005989824756</id><published>2008-07-14T01:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T05:02:38.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay - Michelle Featherstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I built a wall A hundred feet tall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would that keep you in? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I shackled your feet So you couldn't leave &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you try and run? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I promise not to fightAt least not tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you stay the night? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I wore that little dress You like the best &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you pass my tears? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you stay? Would you stay with me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I poured another drink What would you think &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;About staying in? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I was sincere And whispered my fears &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you still be here? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you stay? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you stay with me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you stay? Would you stay with me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I built a wall A hundred feet tall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would that keep you in?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dS9LVvnM0f0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dS9LVvnM0f0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I failed to show. I failed myself. I failed you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to be what I wanna be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to be what you want me to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to understand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to see your respond.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to speak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to let you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to make you understand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to understand you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to throw my bad habits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to stay whoever I was when you first met me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to make you happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to make you stay wherever you want to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I failed to make you stay for who i am....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really want you to stay, and I really want to stay for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-421020005989824756?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/421020005989824756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=421020005989824756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/421020005989824756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/421020005989824756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/07/stay-michelle-featherstone.html' title='Stay - Michelle Featherstone'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2889467221099616762</id><published>2008-07-10T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:46:39.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm so TOTALLY into cleaning house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've just accomplished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Since I've resigned, thought I should look for jobs like house cleaning or tea lady perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I feel good...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2889467221099616762?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2889467221099616762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2889467221099616762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2889467221099616762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2889467221099616762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/07/vacancy.html' title='Vacancy'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-889231065304738626</id><published>2008-06-29T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T16:05:56.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"What can I do to change your mind?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY husband is an engineer. Since the day we met, he has always been the rock in my life. I knew he had his feet firmly planted on the ground, and it seemed that no matter what else went crazy, he would be the one constant. Three years of romance and two years of marriage later, I tired of him. He is the most unromantic man I know. He never bought me flowers, he never surprised me, and nothing had changed in our marriage. After some time, I finally found the courage to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him that I wanted out. He just sat there, speechless. My heart froze: what kind of man was I married to who didn't even know what to say to make me stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After a while, he spoke. "What can I do to change your mind?" "I will stay if you can give me a good answer to this question," I replied coldly. "If I asked for a flower that grew on a cliff, and you knew that getting it for me meant certain death, would you still get it for me?" His face grew troubled. "Can I give you the answer tomorrow morning?" With that, my heart sank. I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that I could never be happy with a man who couldn't even give me an answer straight away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The next morning, when I woke up, he was missing. In the living room, under a warm glass of milk, was a note. My eyes grew misty as I read it. "Dear, I have my answer. I will never pick the flower for you if it meant certain death. But before you leave, I hope you will give me a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chance to give you my reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You always sit in front of the computer and type the whole day. But you always end up in tears because your formatting goes all over the place. I need my fingers to do the formatting for you, so that your tears will become smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You like to travel but always get lost. I need my eyes to take you to the nicest places on earth. Every time you leave the house, you forget your keys. I need my legs to run home and open the door for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You never know how to take care of yourself. I need my hands to help you get rid of the pesky white hair you hate so much when you grow old, to trim your nails, to feed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So you see, that's why I cannot pick the flower for you. Until I find someone who loves you more than I do, I will need my body to take care of you. "If you accept my reasons, then open the door and I will be waiting with your favourite muffin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With tears streaming from my eyes, I opened the door. And there he was, with an extremely worried look on his face. He still had nothing to say; he just stood there, waving the packet he had in his hand in front of me. I knew then that I would never find another man who will love me as much as my husband does. Just because someone does not love you the way you want him to, it doesn't mean that he does not love you with all he has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through my old emails and found something that I thought I should share it with you. I totally agree with the article above. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because someone does not love you the way you want him to, it doesn't mean that he does not love you with all he has." &lt;/span&gt;The engineer really did love his wife. He could be silly if he picked the flower right? He would waste his bitchy lifetime for a flower that requested by that bitch. He could have wasted his cuteness to the hot girls out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story : Appreciate your other half for who he is capable to be. Not who you want them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock my head if I sound like her k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-889231065304738626?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/889231065304738626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=889231065304738626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/889231065304738626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/889231065304738626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-can-i-do-to-change-your-mind.html' title='&quot;What can I do to change your mind?&quot;'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7378851826996977295</id><published>2008-06-08T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:52:53.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so not happening</title><content type='html'>I am not! I did not go out this weekend! As in partying! Awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss(rindu) party. I just wanted to do something. You know, burn some calories, make myself feel good, learn new things, and have some life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I want to feel good in watching movie when I only can face Nam, Bambi, and Smackie whom I see every single day? That's right! I want CHALLENGE! CHALLENGE in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, lame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least i get to burn some calories at late hours? Which game centre or shopping malls would open at such late hours? I could have tipped them only if my dad owns 37 hotels in town. Shite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gals, Zouk night last year was awesome! I so can't wait to party with my biatches! *waving from Damasara to Melbourne and Klang* So when are we gonna reunite?? Can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/s: Don't date old man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7378851826996977295?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7378851826996977295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7378851826996977295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7378851826996977295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7378851826996977295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-so-not-happening.html' title='I&apos;m so not happening'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8218149835550841844</id><published>2008-05-13T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:39:25.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phases of Life</title><content type='html'>I'm so unsure what's happening. I'm so useless. I don't know how to defend myself. I'm not a social butterfly. I'm so unsure and indecisive of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror reflects no visual. The room has no ray of lights. Faces are all unfamiliar. Small is in my dictionary. Nightmares haunting me all day. The touch has gone long ago. Everyone seems to have short sighted. The keyboard dislike me. The sun almost killed me. The rain flood my eyes. I find no comfort no where. Everything seems frowning at me if I'm near. Bolster and blanket smells like stranger. I'm such a burden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8218149835550841844?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8218149835550841844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8218149835550841844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8218149835550841844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8218149835550841844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/05/phases-of-life.html' title='Phases of Life'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1343547911621456149</id><published>2008-05-12T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:58:08.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TIESTO WAS AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferry Corsten was AWESOME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSMIS GATE WERE AWESOME TOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo to ppl out there that didn't get to go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will he be coming next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, we should go together the next time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rave should continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and never stop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWESOME POSSUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1343547911621456149?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1343547911621456149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1343547911621456149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1343547911621456149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1343547911621456149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/05/possum.html' title='Possum'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7380909076619679487</id><published>2008-05-07T12:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:24:05.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings  you should know... and I thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A pretty good conversation that everyone should learn from. That's what I thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:38:51 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;that is why i should go for her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:38:57 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;nonit lov d ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:41:15 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;dear.... u're killing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:41:48 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;arent that your responsibility?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:42:30 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;k la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:42:36 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;let  u go la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:42:49 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;going out soon to bank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:43:08 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;if got time grab some cup cakes n deliver to XXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:43:12 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:43:18 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;u want some?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:43:26 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;deliver for her for wat???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:43:29 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;u haven't tell me yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:43:31 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:43:36 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:43:40 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:44:00 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;why pulak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:44:21 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;cos u're doing so much for her when she's not even ur gf yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:44:50 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmmmmmmm still u should b supportive instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:44:58 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'm jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:45:01 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:45:10 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;cos i'm jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:45:22 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;cos u do sweet things to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:45:25 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:45:28 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*roars*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:45:38 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;i bought u nice lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:45:45 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;that's ur job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:45:51 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;aiseh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:45:55 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;u din do extra stuff oso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:47:08 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;wat is consider extra liao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:47:26 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;getting me stuff without me asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:47:29 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;like how she gets it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:47:37 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;muahahhhahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:47:51 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;it's true wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:47:56 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;all guys are stupid actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:47:58 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;idiotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:48:10 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;she is different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:48:19 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;i m pursuing her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:48:29 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;so she gets extra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:48:32 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;fair right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:48:54 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:48:59 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;why did i had to do so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:49:10 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;when u r re-paying it to other girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:49:22 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;the privillege should be sharon chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:49:29 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;dear that is history d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:49:30 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;not sharon chan or XXXXX chin or watever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;rAnCo^ says: (11:49:58 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;both of us had learn from each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:50:06 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;we had grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:50:22 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;u had bcome more resposible, mature....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:50:36 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;say la lady like and pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:50:52 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;i still getting 2 b more sensiteve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:50:57 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;caring............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:51:12 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;u r pretty n hottie all this while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:51:23 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;u r sensitive and caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:51:33 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;it's just that some times u need a kick in the butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:51:43 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;u were just cold cos u tot i was a small kiddie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:51:56 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;and too bad la, u dated a scorpio. she remembers everything.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:52:06 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:52:26 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;seriuyosly back then u were just too young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:52:40 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;thought mentally n physically u r not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:52:57 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;still...........its hard when i was dating a 19 yr old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:53:45 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;well, like i said, u dated a scorpio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:54:10 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;she has everything in mind. repaying or repolishing is not a solutioin to the relationship anymore....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:54:15 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;i see guys have something in common&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:54:50 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;once they get the girl, they would thought if they're not cheating means they're still love their gfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:55:33 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;what i always try to tell every fucking guy is, when u love someone, u will always think of her... no matter how stress u can be.... and u know, she's always the person that u will turn to if u need someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:55:56 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;be it stress, or something funny happen, ur gf is the person she should be the first to know everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:56:25 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;if u tell someone else first, u're thinking and seeing around....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:56:58 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;forget about getting the guyys to understand that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:57:14 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;it will never happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:57:36 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;y not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:57:49 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;guys will b guys , girls will b girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:58:10 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;when u guy understand how a girl think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:58:18 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;that bcomes gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blankard! says: (11:58:23 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;nop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:58:50 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;u can try....wish u luck.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;frAnCo^ says: (11:59:36 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;though i understand what u meant......i will not blindly follows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this conversation is :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't take your partner for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You will subconsciously repay your wrong doing to ur future partner. So do not say, "I have changed. I was bad... Now I'm better. Don't turn me back to that old me." Well, if you are changing for your previous partner, bare in mind, your current partner or future partner might not need this. You should change  for the better of yourself. Not for the better of what had happened  to your previous relationship as your previous partner expects you to be changing for them.  And your current partner need this unnecessary change. And it's not fair for your current partner to get blamed for your wrong doing in previous relationship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Perhaps you should interpret your own meaning of love before you start a relationship and let your partner know what your "love" means. So that he/she doesn't need to complain over and over again during the relationship. Be it "My interpretation of love means, we should be sharing things together. At the same time, I should have my own space." Go ahead and say it, before it's too late to complain or regret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Learn from your past relationship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Beware and becareful when you're dating a Scorpio girl *smirks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for today. I'm done with venting my anger. I'm done with feeling lost. I am going to go out there to search for my answers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7380909076619679487?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7380909076619679487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7380909076619679487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7380909076619679487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7380909076619679487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/05/somethings-you-should-know-and-i.html' title='Somethings  you should know... and I thought...'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-6523039762463502778</id><published>2008-04-29T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:13:18.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is done again</title><content type='html'>See, like I said, my past time is procrastinate. So, I plan to do it on 1st May. Which will be a good day to clean the cage too! on my own. =( Guess wat, baby Nam's going to start shooting from 1st til the 11th. 11 days of sexless!!!!!! OH GAWD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm planning on a big big holiday. I needa holiday. My passport is empty. My camera space is too big. Where shall I go? My photo albums has nothing memorable. HOW???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby, don't go for shoot.... Don't leave me behind again... *sobZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-6523039762463502778?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/6523039762463502778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=6523039762463502778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6523039762463502778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6523039762463502778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-is-done-again.html' title='Nothing is done again'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-588431440611160743</id><published>2008-04-27T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:49:35.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo and a Boohoo</title><content type='html'>I've finally managed to clean the house! But bare in mind, it's just a rough clean. Means used water to mop the floor only. Haven't dettol yet. Ngek ngek. Which I actually plan to do it tomorrow. Let's cross fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boohoo to me cos I'm a freaking lousy lomo photographer. =( what a failure!!!!!! I'm gonna give up!!!! *boohoo* how unfair! how can they invent a lomo using film for a starter? Why no lomo in digital form so that I can track back on what the fuck I have snapped right? I'm such a no brainer!!!! *whines*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let's parteh on a Wed nite!!!! Woohoo!!!!!!!!!!! TIESTO TIESTO TIESTO !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-588431440611160743?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/588431440611160743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=588431440611160743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/588431440611160743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/588431440611160743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/04/woohoo-and-boohoo.html' title='Woohoo and a Boohoo'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8690660107076652139</id><published>2008-04-25T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:15:03.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drafts, not Draught Beer</title><content type='html'>I went through my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edit Posts, &lt;/span&gt;and realised I've got 4 entry post that I have not posted up. Mainly I was too lazy to post anything at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty spaced out for quite some time. Nam's still freaking pucking fuking nutting fuckeningly busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do then? Finishing all my Archie's, movies and shopping shopping and shopping and most of all, out all night long! It was kinda hectic to do this almost freaking everyday. Now I finally gone back to my own little path to divide my time. My own space, my friend space, family space, shopping space, and anyone's space. It's not easy though, cause I still have the 2 dungu's with me. Cleaning the house is my biggest task! It's so dirty!!!!! It has been 2 months! Ewwww...... each time I decide to clean, I procrastinate! This chores are hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser ser's blog is so updated! Cheer me up at work mostly! Now SueSue is filtering me out of her blog list. That's so sad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm easily getting exhausted lately. I need to get laid! I need to exercise! I need time! Hmmm....... wouldn't it be good if I hit the pool tomorrow or something before it pours like cats and dog again? Sweetttttt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiesto tiesto tiesto! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO'S GOING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  *HANDS UP* Fuking sure I'm gonna have my best best best best moment thereeeeeeeeeeeeee..... Don't spoil my mood. Tell me ur plans, I'll join! I'll go hotels to hotels and rooms to rooms for after party. There won't be day and night for me! I do not need to differentiate cos fo sho' i'm getting real *tut* Why not? It's Tiesto dude! read me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"Tiesto!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's ur lost that you gonna miss out! *boo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten my Fisheye #2 camera. Oh i'm so loving it! It's white white in colour. Just finished one roll. I'll update more when I've fully experiment on this cutesy lil gadget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SBFaRk3iKTI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7C6JtNmkpdg/s1600-h/2680295454009-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SBFaRk3iKTI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7C6JtNmkpdg/s400/2680295454009-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193031103335770418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you just love it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, buzz me peeps. I'm so lonely.... Where's Nam? The usual, "He's at work". Trust me, even at night and on the weekends. I feel so singlelized now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8690660107076652139?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8690660107076652139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8690660107076652139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8690660107076652139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8690660107076652139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/04/drafts-not-draught-beer.html' title='Drafts, not Draught Beer'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/SBFaRk3iKTI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7C6JtNmkpdg/s72-c/2680295454009-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2307527262784650880</id><published>2008-04-08T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:30:24.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back n Bouncing *toink toink toink*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuh!!! Wat a tiring outings i have after CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambling, DVDs, Parties, meeting new people and meeting old friends from donkey years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now exhausted to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fuck up life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2307527262784650880?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2307527262784650880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2307527262784650880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2307527262784650880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2307527262784650880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-n-bouncing-toink-toink-toink.html' title='Back n Bouncing *toink toink toink*'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-834478473538790698</id><published>2008-03-12T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T19:07:08.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ console mixer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;console mixer? or mixer console?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHhmmmmm...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly wanna save up some and get myself fcked!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ BLANKARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-834478473538790698?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/834478473538790698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=834478473538790698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/834478473538790698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/834478473538790698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/03/dj-console-mixer.html' title='DJ console mixer'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7013283523780996388</id><published>2008-03-04T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:44:21.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...TELL ME WAT TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; L O N E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  M I S S  U  S O . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7013283523780996388?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7013283523780996388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7013283523780996388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7013283523780996388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7013283523780996388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/03/you.html' title='You....'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7947521511824792590</id><published>2008-02-06T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:41:25.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgustingly D I S G U S T I N G</title><content type='html'>That's what Amanda, Rene and Ashlyn labelled me as. Sigh, save me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thanks for giving me a free hairdo and a free tix to Penang babes. I lurve you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get our ass in our gambling mood again since CNY is freaking TOMORROW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hell, I still don't feel the excitement there! Perhaps I have started early? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellow you all, it's gonna be a lil kekok to go over to IN-LAWS territory on the 2nd day of CNY which my mom almost slaughter me alive. Anyways ang pow is not what I'm looking forward to anymore. It will come to a moment where everyone would ask "When are you getting married?" or "Wah.. Grown up adi wei!!!! So beautiful already...." (Mahai, like I was never pretty enough before is it?) And they'll start bugging you to get married cos they are being stingy... Don wan to give ang pow. Chao hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, I have ways to earn money now!!!! As labeled, Disgustingly  DISGUSTING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to ALL OF YOU!!!! &lt;/span&gt;Eat more, Drink more, Gamble more, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DONATE&lt;/span&gt; more MONEY to me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7947521511824792590?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7947521511824792590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7947521511824792590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7947521511824792590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7947521511824792590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/02/disgustingly-d-i-s-g-u-s-t-i-n-g.html' title='Disgustingly D I S G U S T I N G'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-267505802941446667</id><published>2008-01-15T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T02:03:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the world of 2008</title><content type='html'>Fuck, today when i left office, got a bad crawl from Bangsar to the federal highway. I've thought a lot of stuff. From the past to the present to the future. Looking back since I've left school, it has already been 6 years from now. I guess (?) I lost count and lost touch with Mathematics. I'm failing in some simple calculation. There you go, I'm aging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea with this entry. I just wanna log down what I've thought today in the car. Looking back these past few years ever since I have left school... I've actually turned myself into a monster. I mean a REAL monster. A monster to my mom, a monster to my family, a monster to my friends, a monster to all my relationships, and a monster to my future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;I BINGE ON EVERY SINGLE FUCKING THING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on chocolate, alcohol, nicotine, char kuey teow, milo ice, sugimoto, thinking. I can binge on anything until I isolate myself so much! I became too obsess with something and the something kept me occupied and I tend to lose myself. Friends, babes and dudes, I didn't mean to hide myself away from you guys. It's just me. It's just the stress that keeps coming. And that's what ppl always blame on stress. Stress stress stress stress. Alritey, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My addiction to bad habits has gone mild now. Hey you, I'm no no alcoholic no more baby...... I drink on occasion. Well, I don't mind invites if you have one... tee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it's a new fucking year to start on again. I've temporary moved back home, thinking it's a new way to start my year now cos of all the disaster happened. I actually do miss the home there... Cos I would really really have my own time when Nam's not around or I really really could just have my own quiet time to breathe. Sometimes you wouldn't feel like going home cos your mom would question you, your sis would make noise and do some irritating act and your bro would just be doing his own things. Pratically, none of us communicate well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the 2 introduced to my family doesn't make the crowd happier. =( However their presence light up my day. Right now, I'm potty training them... They do learn real fast. I'm glad I'm their owner. I am really falling in love with them so so so so much. Somehow, today I did messaged Nam and said I somehow still miss Princess... I think I love her a lot. I just can't let her go so easily as it's so unexpected. Probably it's the feeling of love although she has stayed with us for the few days. How do I interpret this feeling? I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not even loved someone as much as I did to her before. It hurts so much and so deep. Well, please do not compare with life &amp;amp; death la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chat with someone today. Talking bout how we women need security. I'm not quite sure whether it is right that i think in certain ways in a relationship. Speaking of security, many women out there are searching for security in feelings and heart. and why some times we woman get fuck for asking for one? I hate it when the sparks goes off and the other half doesn't even care to make up to it. And sometimes, they would turn around and say how women would blame the whole world except for themselve. Sounds familiar to you? Yes, you're on the right page. These guys are just typical guys where they have no idea how girls have to go through PMS! Bollocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh alright, even a dream that could get me win lottery relates to my insecuritiness. Tell me about it! Unfortunately, Nam was not aware that he had to buy 3 rounds of lottery in order to win. I could have gotten some money to buy a freaking nice bag. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitey...... Emo emo emo emo emo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-267505802941446667?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/267505802941446667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=267505802941446667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/267505802941446667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/267505802941446667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-world-of-2008.html' title='To the world of 2008'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2022694172838190746</id><published>2008-01-09T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T12:45:07.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's done til today?</title><content type='html'>By the way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR LURVVVVVEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!! LOVE YOU ALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Accomplish quite a number of things til end of the year. Woohoo..... Though I didn't really had a great time during the celebration, but i managed to layan sendiri... *layanssssss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the things that I've happily kiss my year off til today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meeting Rene and the girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gotten Amanda to travel to space with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having the old times with Mun and the rest. (Though is not as much as how we used to. Remember, I'm working? sad....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished the season 2 L word series.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Victory in some serious business!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Within 2 hours, I've gotten Bambi and Smackie up on their toes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched the meaningless 8 mins fireworks in Mandarin Oriental&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating my fav crab porridge cooked by Mr. Heng 1.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a pair of skirt in Spore along with a tank top that caught my eyes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought especially 2 decent shorts for my own. *roars*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me and Nam treated my family during my mom's bday. Most expensive gift for a meal at El Cerdo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get to see the reserved beach in Sentosa Island (eww...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think much for now. Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info, Smackie's humping Bambi in the ass and the head. I'm afraid I have to neuter both of them. For better potty training!!! Bambi got whacked the other day by Nam cos Bambi pee-ed at the same spot and was warned, but I guess human language is too difficult to understand when some human like me pissed ppl off too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info, I'm moving back home from now on and Bambi &amp;amp; Smackie's coming along with me. To whoever that wanna visit the two cute lil fella, here you come to Klang. It'll just be for awhile... *winkZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to do shopping soon for my bajus and do up with my hair. I need a change in style and I need CA$H !!!!!!! Pin dou get ah?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2022694172838190746?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2022694172838190746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2022694172838190746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2022694172838190746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2022694172838190746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-done-til-today.html' title='What&apos;s done til today?'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1977091230302478631</id><published>2007-12-13T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:43:15.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. : H A P P Y  B I R T H D A Y ! ! ! ! : .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to the 23 year old woman and congrates to your new job offered job!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Though spending only a year working together, have been great and learnt a lot together and built up on  our own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad and good times we had a lot during the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you and have a great smashing one for the year too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y O U    R   T H E   B E S T Ms Virgin Woooppspssss.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms REGINE! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R2DC6KkaLgI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eWmjco8ng30/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R2DC6KkaLgI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eWmjco8ng30/s400/DSC00303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143325078982372866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1977091230302478631?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1977091230302478631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1977091230302478631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1977091230302478631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1977091230302478631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/12/h-p-p-y-b-i-r-t-h-d-y.html' title='. : H A P P Y  B I R T H D A Y ! ! ! ! : .'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R2DC6KkaLgI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eWmjco8ng30/s72-c/DSC00303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-4523486838215972136</id><published>2007-12-07T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:43:28.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smackie being speedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey hey, I'm just wondering if this is very normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how Smackie being soooo speedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I always love to see Smackie doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smackie's such a cute fella. I believe its right front leg is injured. Gonnna bring Smackie to vet for a check before he starts swimming in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, want to ask ah, is Smackie being happy or he's just playing around or, got flea in the ear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*???*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="355" height="295" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-29b125aadfd74760" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29b125aadfd74760%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332549624%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DAF994C28F631F5468CA930D9AEC251107B24160.813FAAAE0EFCABEF3E71756E45B60DDFE3245923%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29b125aadfd74760%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmrvR7UO13gCrby1dOOKNb8V-OhQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="355" height="295" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29b125aadfd74760%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332549624%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DAF994C28F631F5468CA930D9AEC251107B24160.813FAAAE0EFCABEF3E71756E45B60DDFE3245923%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29b125aadfd74760%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmrvR7UO13gCrby1dOOKNb8V-OhQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-4523486838215972136?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=29b125aadfd74760&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/4523486838215972136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=4523486838215972136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4523486838215972136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4523486838215972136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/12/smackie-being-speedy.html' title='Smackie being speedy'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-6763987585783105036</id><published>2007-12-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:56:40.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. :  B o n d i n g   S i b l i n g s  : .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't they are lovely???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They do keep me accompanied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And keep us more bonded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a7fTHX3hI/AAAAAAAAAXo/a2RSGONAyNE/s1600-h/DSC02389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140502171071536658" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a7hDHX3kI/AAAAAAAAAYA/57u5CUMjHSY/s400/DSC02364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6ajHX3cI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Dil-1Cwuhe8/s1600-h/DSC02406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140500989955530178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6ajHX3cI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Dil-1Cwuhe8/s400/DSC02406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6bzHX3dI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XYzxBFJ1XUQ/s1600-h/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140501011430366674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6bzHX3dI/AAAAAAAAAXI/XYzxBFJ1XUQ/s400/DSC02402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6czHX3eI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6wXTgEHY_fg/s1600-h/DSC02400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140501028610235874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6czHX3eI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6wXTgEHY_fg/s400/DSC02400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6djHX3fI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Phbcb7TEkjw/s1600-h/DSC02394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140501041495137778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6djHX3fI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Phbcb7TEkjw/s400/DSC02394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6ejHX3gI/AAAAAAAAAXg/vxtUd6zfeGw/s1600-h/DSC02392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140501058675006978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a6ejHX3gI/AAAAAAAAAXg/vxtUd6zfeGw/s400/DSC02392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-6763987585783105036?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/6763987585783105036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=6763987585783105036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6763987585783105036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/6763987585783105036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/12/b-o-n-d-i-n-g-s-i-b-l-i-n-g-s.html' title='. :  B o n d i n g   S i b l i n g s  : .'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R1a7fTHX3hI/AAAAAAAAAXo/a2RSGONAyNE/s72-c/DSC02389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2633826920005376979</id><published>2007-12-03T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:36:17.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BM Trip this round</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bambi and Smackie were left with Candy this round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find any rabbit sitter as Nam has been so freaking fickle minded of his rabbit sitter (points at him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mike, sure you would like to rabbit sit them but it was too last minute. Next trip, muahahaha, u will be the sitter k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to clean blardy Bambi's shit and Smackie's pee on the ass is not an easy job k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose to BM Trip : Nam's bestfriend's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My activity journal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLEEP &amp;amp; EAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it common for everyone to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very the surprise, I get hungry very easily last night. After the nice lunch, cendol, porridge and I hate 2 plate of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DUCK EGG CHAR KUEY TEOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fucking must to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've fallen sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to see if I could take any MCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumm..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that I can play around with the 2 kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I miss them. Waiting for Nam to pick them up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taa... needa cleanse my tummy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you feel me now guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2633826920005376979?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2633826920005376979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2633826920005376979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2633826920005376979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2633826920005376979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/12/bm-trip-this-round.html' title='BM Trip this round'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8027966392064107038</id><published>2007-11-25T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T05:28:21.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. : L O S T : .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing to describe what I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna quit u from doing this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems difficult to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos, you're my next best friend babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn not to blame myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I lost you and that's gonna be life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad, you are still aware that I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it for a reason, and I care not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets is not what I should feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8027966392064107038?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8027966392064107038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8027966392064107038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8027966392064107038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8027966392064107038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/11/l-o-s-t.html' title='. : L O S T : .'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-5148126172028306759</id><published>2007-11-24T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T15:23:14.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the 2 new family members</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Officially brought back the 2 dumbies back on 22nd Nov!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's introduce,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAMBI&lt;/span&gt; the loop ear fatty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R0fMiTTzinI/AAAAAAAAAWw/-9BiTFlJRuw/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R0fMiTTzinI/AAAAAAAAAWw/-9BiTFlJRuw/s400/DSC00419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136298789710301810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMACKIE&lt;/span&gt; the slow learner!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R0fO7DTzioI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XWamGod5xRI/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R0fO7DTzioI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XWamGod5xRI/s400/DSC00421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136301413935319682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried for the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bambi is being dominant, and he keeps eating all the time. Now i see his lil tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't identify Smackie's gender yet. As Smackie's too young to tell. So, I refer Smackie as "It".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smackie is always pushed away whenever Bambi is on the  bowl of hay and pellets. That makes Smackie shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smackie hasn't know how to walk on the normal floor. Wherelse, after 2 hours of introducing the floor to Bambi, he's already dancing around the house. Bambi has already know how to climb out from the cage. Smackie doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both of them shit and pee a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I guess Princess came home to visit or could be in anger seeing us bringing 2 new members within a month after her death. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I saw a moth at home and has always been on Princess' spot. I suppose it's Princess, like the chinese saying "the moth must be them")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Princess would like to join the duos and Princess would always be my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can't describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta pay more attention to Smackie now. Bambi seems overweight cause whenever he lies down, i could see his big tummy resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Long, visit them if you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-5148126172028306759?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/5148126172028306759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=5148126172028306759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5148126172028306759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5148126172028306759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/11/meet-2-new-family-members.html' title='Meet the 2 new family members'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/R0fMiTTzinI/AAAAAAAAAWw/-9BiTFlJRuw/s72-c/DSC00419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-5059304115953154104</id><published>2007-11-13T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T02:41:35.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Apologize Now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm hearing what you say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I just can't make you sound&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you go and cut me down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But wait...You tell me that you're sorry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around and say...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(But that's nothing new)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved you with a fire in red, now it's turning blue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you say"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I'm afraid...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woahooo woah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, a yeahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, a yeahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is so dedicated to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-5059304115953154104?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/5059304115953154104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=5059304115953154104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5059304115953154104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/5059304115953154104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-apologize-now.html' title='Why Apologize Now?'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2131162283917984500</id><published>2007-11-13T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:53:32.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Life can never be easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably at this point of time, it's best that Princess would be hopping around, sniffing at me, and allowing me to stroke her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I god-damn miss her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2131162283917984500?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2131162283917984500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2131162283917984500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2131162283917984500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2131162283917984500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-can-never-be-easy-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2298422463577744183</id><published>2007-11-12T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:56:02.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would it be if I'm gay?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish there's no discrimations to gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be one (gay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prolly know how it feels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's so wrong to me. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, sometimes I feel it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not to the extend I wanna jump her la, tiuz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just have the feeling where I'm so eager to see this person. Whether or not it's a she or he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's the eagerness that you can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that we take a break sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I would be stuck in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing my identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stray dogs like you, are meant to lick asses. And you are just like it, &lt;strong&gt;PARIA&lt;/strong&gt; doggie. Pure *toot* is just pure *toot* No wonder my boyfriend hates you people.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Babe, I'm not ashamed to point u out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2298422463577744183?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2298422463577744183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2298422463577744183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2298422463577744183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2298422463577744183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-would-it-be-if-im-gay.html' title='What would it be if I&apos;m gay?'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3734939898660028187</id><published>2007-11-09T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:24:56.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Human On Earth Were Born With A Mask</title><content type='html'>Trust me, no one can be trusted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the closest to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because all of us are fuckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mainly the guys are fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We women can be bitchier and much poisonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm Scorpio, I am no where near there like what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to kill me, go ahead. I don't even want to be in your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't believe in saving ppl's asses anymore. Because in return, shits come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human are the fucking real devil! Especially the ones that are close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fuck you &lt;strong&gt;WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;! Princess will haunt you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3734939898660028187?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3734939898660028187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3734939898660028187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3734939898660028187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3734939898660028187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-human-on-earth-were-born-with-mask.html' title='All Human On Earth Were Born With A Mask'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2798902103231342774</id><published>2007-11-04T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:40:15.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beloved Princess, May You R.I.P. 3rd Nov 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys must have thought, "OMGGGG!!!!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was what I thought too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Princess left us while we were away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so guilty to have left her behind for the Kancil Awards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I actually was hesitant to leave her behind. However, I thought it would be fine for lil' Princess because she was out of the cage the whole night before that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And me and Nam ALMOST stayed in Sunway Resort for a night after the Kancil Awards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Part of me, I wanted to stay, but part of me was thinking of Princess. Hoping she would be safe at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her so much and thought I could payback my free time to her on the weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still don't know what's the cause of her sudden death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual, she's active for the first few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was acting weird on Thursday night. She was less active. I thought she was bored with the surroundings. And that's when I bought the hay and bedding for her so that she gets to eat better and have variety of food. And the bedding is for her own good so that she doesn't has to smell her own poo poo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next day, as usual, we went to work and put her back into the cage. She was good. But when I've got home, as usual her water bottle will drop. She couldn't be that dehydrate to die I believe. I fixed it back and she drank as usual, and I saw more poo poo than usual. Which was a good sign. And before we left the house at 8 plus, she went to the cage on her own without us throwing her in. And she also did not struggle to come out. She was being a good girl and as usual, I petted her saying that I loved her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wondered she was waiting to come out for some fun before we reached home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We entered the house and Nam questioning me what happened to her. Cos she was lying side ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I opened the cage and petted her to wake up, and she was already stiff. That was the most painful moment I've gone through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't see or touch her more. I was hoping that she was playing "Dead" and sniff on us later on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to leave it to Nam to bury Princess. Nam gave her a comfortable base and her food in the shoe box and taped it. And I was still hoping that she would stuck her nose out and signal us "I'm alive!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't want to throw her into the river because I'm sure she's afraid of water. So we went to somewhere near the Mutiara Damansara residential area and threw her down near the river bank. At least I know, no predators would attack her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still don't know the cause of her death. And I miss her so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Princess, you will always be in our memory. We love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2798902103231342774?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2798902103231342774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2798902103231342774&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2798902103231342774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2798902103231342774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/11/beloved-princess-may-you-rip-3rd-nov.html' title='Beloved Princess, May You R.I.P. 3rd Nov 2007'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3212592164664641966</id><published>2007-10-31T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T16:53:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Princess Princess</title><content type='html'>It's all Sue's idea. I couldn't resist seeing Mascara. KILL SUESUEISM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Princess !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ryg05Tqp_CI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/EQpN81-oRGE/s1600-h/DSC00061t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ryg05Tqp_CI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/EQpN81-oRGE/s400/DSC00061t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127406334897683490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so god damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating to get another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ryg07jqp_DI/AAAAAAAAAWY/c3HkIIF5y_s/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ryg07jqp_DI/AAAAAAAAAWY/c3HkIIF5y_s/s400/DSC00393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127406373552389170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just so how sexy she chills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of calling her Princess Himalaya, but it doesn't work. Himalayans are fair. So.... I think Princess Nigeria sounds better aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e52ca451442ddabe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De52ca451442ddabe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332549624%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FE38A4B4028AC4172F157340C63DDDADE34771F.53A62DB20C1E9A66924BE958C7703CCFCE3C9578%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De52ca451442ddabe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZF5JB6iRv97cdxcVwSxAj1i73wc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De52ca451442ddabe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332549624%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FE38A4B4028AC4172F157340C63DDDADE34771F.53A62DB20C1E9A66924BE958C7703CCFCE3C9578%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De52ca451442ddabe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZF5JB6iRv97cdxcVwSxAj1i73wc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, do meet the father of Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ryg52zqp_EI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hvOiGUhj8vY/s1600-h/DSC00065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ryg52zqp_EI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hvOiGUhj8vY/s400/DSC00065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127411789506149442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isn't father Princess is cute too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3212592164664641966?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e52ca451442ddabe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3212592164664641966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3212592164664641966&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3212592164664641966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3212592164664641966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/10/princess-princess-princess.html' title='Princess Princess Princess'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ryg05Tqp_CI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/EQpN81-oRGE/s72-c/DSC00061t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3217627999117264338</id><published>2007-10-22T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:14:16.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Certified Morons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharon and Mitch are now certified M.O.R.O.N.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We challenged each other with downing drinks like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE FUCKING MALIBU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUX BIG TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kinda like Sanctuary's song yesterday. Hmmm....... love it love it love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3217627999117264338?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3217627999117264338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3217627999117264338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3217627999117264338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3217627999117264338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/10/certified-morons.html' title='Certified Morons'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7149761935765345891</id><published>2007-10-17T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T18:41:18.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R e g r e t s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have nothing more to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My unheard mourns have been buried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We learned to walked together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We learn to speak our mother tongue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We travelled together hand in hand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You passed me freedom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You passed me the key...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the unheard world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remembered you warned me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You told me to think twice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I rebelled...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and walk alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I taste the sweetness and bitterness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got confused...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then I've thought of you and my selfishness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I regret I left you to walk with strangers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the plant we grew has left abandoned nowhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No where in our sight anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I regret for life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7149761935765345891?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7149761935765345891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7149761935765345891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7149761935765345891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7149761935765345891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/10/r-e-g-r-e-t-s.html' title='R e g r e t s'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7897084070325719312</id><published>2007-10-16T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:10:58.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kinda Boyfriend to not choose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sick after a long holiday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing is ever new. Because my boyfriend is seriously away again!!!! This time, another 6 or perhaps 7 more days. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was younger, I used to cursed my parents for being away or working late. I promised myself I wouldn't find a husband like them. All work, no play. I guess karma is on its way....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps let me give you some tips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT DATE BUSY MAN LIKE MY BOYFRIEND!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are so many reasons why....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You have to &lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt; for him to come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You have to sleep &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt; sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your plan is always &lt;strong&gt;screwed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes you will miss them like crazy and kena &lt;strong&gt;rejected&lt;/strong&gt; for thinking too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You might have to &lt;strong&gt;clean&lt;/strong&gt; the house for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You might have to &lt;strong&gt;do laundry&lt;/strong&gt; for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You wait &lt;strong&gt;aimlessly&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You wouldn't say much even though it's your after office hour because you might get &lt;strong&gt;snapped&lt;/strong&gt; for saying things that you usually do (eg. manja-ing, teasing, etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You tend to get &lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt; easily. Especially &lt;strong&gt;Love Sick!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your diet will go &lt;strong&gt;haywire&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's a high chance that you'll &lt;strong&gt;gain more weight&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't reli think much but one of the worse case will be.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RxT4Ma5yu2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/n4ObENLH7lg/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121991568490937186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RxT4Ma5yu2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/n4ObENLH7lg/s400/DSC00369.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DROWNING YOURSELF INTO THIS BIG CUPPA Baskin Robbins' Ice Cream with CHOCOLATE FUDGE TOPPING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;How SINFUL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7897084070325719312?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7897084070325719312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7897084070325719312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7897084070325719312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7897084070325719312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/10/sick-after-long-holiday-nothing-is-ever.html' title='What Kinda Boyfriend to not choose.'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RxT4Ma5yu2I/AAAAAAAAAWI/n4ObENLH7lg/s72-c/DSC00369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-587265895702653188</id><published>2007-10-04T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T00:51:15.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A b s e n c e</title><content type='html'>I do see the space in between the letters. Because, it's an absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nam the chao babi boyfriend is away again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been away frequently wei!!!!!!!! Chao babi boyfriend! Chao babi Chao babi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty upset with him lately. Pretty MANG CHANG at the fact that I need to hint him how to comfort me. CHAO BABI BOYFRIEND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Nam, I seriously hate him as much as I love him. And he asked why. So I replied "Cos I just couldn't explain why I loved YOUso much. Hence, I don't know why I hate you so much" *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day me, Ser, and Sue were having a conversation. Talking bout how guys are stupid! They won't know how much we loved them and cared for them. Which I think it's true. They're just a moron! Guys are always wearing the Mr. Fix hat while we girls like to cry over silly things and would love our other half to share our sorrow and pain. Hence, guys are STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL.... I admit that I do feel the emptiness and his absence right now. Especially when I have to sleep alone, and not seeing anyone special when I finished work. I've been so attached to that fucker that I could go mad soon!  I've been quite upset with him lately... I couldn't explain why, and I knew things could get better. Ain't it baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117521976414616402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RwUXH65yu1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/V1p5rvSwp3w/s400/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Still, no matter wat..  He's the next best person I would pick on to scold, to kiss, to love and to bite. Why can't I blame him then? heheheee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mitch that fucker asked me the other day, "What attracted you to Tek Nam?". I said not the looks. And he gave a weird expression look and replied "Obviously not....." -.-" So wat if he's not? As long as we keep the dick going! Heee Haaa!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-587265895702653188?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/587265895702653188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=587265895702653188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/587265895702653188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/587265895702653188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/10/b-s-e-n-c-e.html' title='A b s e n c e'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RwUXH65yu1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/V1p5rvSwp3w/s72-c/DSC01295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-7460253965837394801</id><published>2007-09-23T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:13:06.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ImageStation is Closing on Feb. 1st 2008 - Action Required‏</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RvY7ZUH3MvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/JWzGYd4_1_I/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113339733010232050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RvY7ZUH3MvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/JWzGYd4_1_I/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How now brown cow? *WAILLLLSSSSSSSSSS* =(     I was warned that this would happen. Needa search for one pretty soon in order for my pics not to be deleted. Thanks to you robbers~! It wouldn't  be like this if only you hadn't take my lappy away fuckers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*ROARS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-7460253965837394801?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/7460253965837394801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=7460253965837394801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7460253965837394801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/7460253965837394801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/09/imagestation-is-closing-on-feb-1st-2008.html' title='ImageStation is Closing on Feb. 1st 2008 - Action Required‏'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RvY7ZUH3MvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/JWzGYd4_1_I/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-4183696600700842372</id><published>2007-09-18T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T17:51:53.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is Hell when you  meet difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be crazy when rabbiting is all we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about partying after a fucking tremendous stress at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be one hell when you have to be so close to your fucking enemy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, Life is Hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-4183696600700842372?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/4183696600700842372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=4183696600700842372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4183696600700842372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/4183696600700842372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/09/hell-yeah.html' title='Hell Yeah!'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-1234254414844286945</id><published>2007-09-16T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T00:21:28.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cute lil boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ru1QQxh0ObI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FsKyNOZcsXM/s1600-h/DSC02179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110829401238682034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ru1QQxh0ObI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FsKyNOZcsXM/s400/DSC02179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryushil is one hella cute baby boy that I've seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His uncle asked him, "Ryushil, what do you remember when you went to phuket? What did you do there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lil boy replied, "Papa feed tiger with milk bottle."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the only thing that he remembers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he remembers my name! Aunty Sharon! -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-1234254414844286945?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/1234254414844286945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=1234254414844286945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1234254414844286945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/1234254414844286945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/09/cute-lil-boy.html' title='The cute lil boy'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/Ru1QQxh0ObI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FsKyNOZcsXM/s72-c/DSC02179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-2088670355330039696</id><published>2007-09-13T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T18:02:56.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuket Time!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Fo sho I've celebrated with my peeps and dudes for Merdeka before we left at Nam's condo pool area. One inch and Ser along with Chang came over to join the merry merry. I managed to snap a short video of the fireworks but thinking bout it, pointless to put up cos there's no colour and at times, it just went out of focus. Fucking hell. So after the fireworks, we continued mahjong til the both of us needed to catch a ride to the KLIA and to a holiday!!!! We practically pigged at every single place that didn't need much of our concentration. Hahahahha.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imagine, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ride to KLIA = Pigged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On board to Bangkok = Pigged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On board to Phuket = Pigged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ride to hotel = Pigged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the hotel = Pigged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hehee, that's the consequence of not sleeping the whole night and gamble til dawn/dusk. But we had fun, so wat???!!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know Ser just can't wait to see my beautiful sexay piggy body in bikini. And here you go babe... Don't yawn cos i'm just too lazy to put them all in one page. *grins* I like story telling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RugDZhh0OYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hzG-44Xegn0/s1600-h/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109337514283645314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RugDZhh0OYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hzG-44Xegn0/s320/DSC02000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arrived Banthai at 6pm! Don't you wanna see some nice things? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reli reli nice....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RugDZxh0OZI/AAAAAAAAAVg/K9yaDkHKsRA/s1600-h/DSC02003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109337518578612626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RugDZxh0OZI/AAAAAAAAAVg/K9yaDkHKsRA/s320/DSC02003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've got a damn surprise where I didn't noticed when first entered. And was told to look at the basin for a minute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Prints and Flowers prepared by Banthai by special request. So sweet~ *praise sendiri*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And so.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let's introduce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Banthai in Phuket!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKtql75HfI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QKKMtCWeTU4/s1600-h/DSC02068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835874640993778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKtql75HfI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QKKMtCWeTU4/s320/DSC02068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RugDaRh0OaI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hnyhMUmTPpY/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109337527168547234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RugDaRh0OaI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hnyhMUmTPpY/s320/DSC02005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;View from our room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrO175HZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_FmrP_l7pMA/s1600-h/DSC02087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107833198876368274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrO175HZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_FmrP_l7pMA/s320/DSC02087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw5F75HhI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0bQDZlgoA44/s1600-h/DSC02014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107839422283980306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw5F75HhI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0bQDZlgoA44/s320/DSC02014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;View from the opposite of our room. Yap, when we walked out, it's the pool. Like what you see in the website la!!!! Dong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw5175HiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2cqQQ8B5-5A/s1600-h/DSC02016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107839435168882210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw5175HiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2cqQQ8B5-5A/s320/DSC02016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Personal Jaccuzzi. Hhhmmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw6l75HjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/oyu6xxqP8hA/s1600-h/DSC02019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107839448053784114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw6l75HjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/oyu6xxqP8hA/s320/DSC02019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No sun =(   no fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dinner time, we were too hungry. We walked out from the resort and found a jap restaurant nearby. Didn't go further cause we might starve to death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's the Japanese restaurant called Zen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw7F75HkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-q4eZl-8Sfc/s1600-h/DSC02033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107839456643718722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw7F75HkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-q4eZl-8Sfc/s320/DSC02033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yummy Shashimi! Well, they're fresh!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw7l75HlI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vzUQfaO4NHQ/s1600-h/DSC02036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107839465233653330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKw7l75HlI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vzUQfaO4NHQ/s320/DSC02036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With some, funny rolls. I didn't like it though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rating : 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrO175HZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/_FmrP_l7pMA/s1600-h/DSC02087.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKto175HcI/AAAAAAAAATo/tlMY208X5yM/s1600-h/DSC02049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835844576222658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKto175HcI/AAAAAAAAATo/tlMY208X5yM/s320/DSC02049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mobile ATM Machine. Hmm.... TOTALLY Cool, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating : 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKtpV75HdI/AAAAAAAAATw/7veugNsf64U/s1600-h/DSC02052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835853166157266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKtpV75HdI/AAAAAAAAATw/7veugNsf64U/s320/DSC02052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Regine in O-Tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the whole bunch in O-Tops and we went to A-go-go bar. U know, naked girls dancing on the pole, Thai Girl show. Darts in the pussy shooting balloon, pussy blowing whistles, blades coming out from pussy and etc. Yucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKtp175HeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/qYWEtlfpEt0/s1600-h/DSC02063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835861756091874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKtp175HeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/qYWEtlfpEt0/s320/DSC02063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a walk at 4am that night itself  after the A-Go-Go bar. Nice breeze and enjoyed the sound of waves. Hhhhmmm.... I wish I stayed by the beach. Sooooo soothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKtq175HgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dOm637hgqSs/s1600-h/DSC02079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835878935961090" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKtq175HgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dOm637hgqSs/s320/DSC02079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 6 and gotten our breakfast delivered to our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation Rating : 8/10&lt;br /&gt;Taste Rating : 5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrOV75HXI/AAAAAAAAATA/CZpnvFoy9HE/s1600-h/DSC02085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107833190286433650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrOV75HXI/AAAAAAAAATA/CZpnvFoy9HE/s320/DSC02085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying my 10am breakfast... Z.z.z.z.zz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrOl75HYI/AAAAAAAAATI/AWfmycn4ZUc/s1600-h/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107833194581400962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrOl75HYI/AAAAAAAAATI/AWfmycn4ZUc/s320/DSC02086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we decided to go for a tan. Oh me decided. Cos Nam has enough of his damn tan from work. The beach was just across our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrPF75HaI/AAAAAAAAATY/2_vD7lQi9VQ/s1600-h/DSC02095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107833203171335586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrPF75HaI/AAAAAAAAATY/2_vD7lQi9VQ/s320/DSC02095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a damn cheap massage from this old lady for 250Baht. No good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating : 2/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrP175HbI/AAAAAAAAATg/EdgWjl7zcDM/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107833216056237490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKrP175HbI/AAAAAAAAATg/EdgWjl7zcDM/s320/DSC02099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nam in his James Bond pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKooV75HSI/AAAAAAAAASY/7VY4R8_HA_s/s1600-h/DSC02114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107830338428149026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKooV75HSI/AAAAAAAAASY/7VY4R8_HA_s/s320/DSC02114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKoo175HTI/AAAAAAAAASg/de3g4WJyVQo/s1600-h/DSC02120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107830347018083634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKoo175HTI/AAAAAAAAASg/de3g4WJyVQo/s320/DSC02120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryushil and Pheona. The Mom and Son. They do look alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKop175HUI/AAAAAAAAASo/43YEMWrE6Lo/s1600-h/DSC02137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107830364197952834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKop175HUI/AAAAAAAAASo/43YEMWrE6Lo/s320/DSC02137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night we dashed off to watch FantaSea. It's bloody 1700Baht per pax. I was so sleepy that I had to strained my eyes to watch the bloody musical. It seems to have quite a big budget in production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKoqF75HVI/AAAAAAAAASw/TZozhYAgIng/s1600-h/DSC02138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107830368492920146" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKoqF75HVI/AAAAAAAAASw/TZozhYAgIng/s320/DSC02138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKoq175HWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/MllZYQwFA9k/s1600-h/DSC02149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107830381377822050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKoq175HWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/MllZYQwFA9k/s320/DSC02149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These fish kois beats my fishies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were contemplating to extend another night. Banthai was full on the 3rd day. and i've gotten so disappointed. =( And it rained big time! Big Big Big Big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmA175HNI/AAAAAAAAARw/knplv1kBe-I/s1600-h/DSC02150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107827460800060626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmA175HNI/AAAAAAAAARw/knplv1kBe-I/s320/DSC02150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we went breakfast in the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmBV75HOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/nViz0nUrjVQ/s1600-h/DSC02156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107827469389995234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmBV75HOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/nViz0nUrjVQ/s320/DSC02156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobbing over the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmBl75HPI/AAAAAAAAASA/Hyr-72qxegw/s1600-h/DSC02159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107827473684962546" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmBl75HPI/AAAAAAAAASA/Hyr-72qxegw/s320/DSC02159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go man! We miss you Banthai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we shoot to Jay's Villa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmB175HQI/AAAAAAAAASI/pGxZwgaNP2Q/s1600-h/DSC02163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107827477979929858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmB175HQI/AAAAAAAAASI/pGxZwgaNP2Q/s320/DSC02163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't resist the sun there at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmCF75HRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bquoxidEA_k/s1600-h/DSC02167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107827482274897170" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKmCF75HRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/bquoxidEA_k/s320/DSC02167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have their own personal pool lor!!!! *roars*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhy175HII/AAAAAAAAARI/i2Qn_bBgH5o/s1600-h/DSC02172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107822822235380866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhy175HII/AAAAAAAAARI/i2Qn_bBgH5o/s320/DSC02172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhy175HJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yhdX1jZrnBA/s1600-h/DSC02175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107822822235380882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhy175HJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yhdX1jZrnBA/s320/DSC02175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset on top of the hill which could make you mesmerize....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhzF75HKI/AAAAAAAAARY/eO05HKSxb-4/s1600-h/DSC02176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107822826530348194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhzF75HKI/AAAAAAAAARY/eO05HKSxb-4/s320/DSC02176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L to R : Jay , Me, Nam, Pheona, and Cutie Ryushil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhzV75HLI/AAAAAAAAARg/42DO3UjJwho/s1600-h/DSC02180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107822830825315506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhzV75HLI/AAAAAAAAARg/42DO3UjJwho/s320/DSC02180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhzl75HMI/AAAAAAAAARo/N9m1cRcX6VA/s1600-h/DSC02190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107822835120282818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKhzl75HMI/AAAAAAAAARo/N9m1cRcX6VA/s320/DSC02190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfZV75HDI/AAAAAAAAAQg/pT3HWDLJSuI/s1600-h/DSC02193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107820185125461042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfZV75HDI/AAAAAAAAAQg/pT3HWDLJSuI/s320/DSC02193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfZl75HEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/xC2HIccwICw/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107820189420428354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfZl75HEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/xC2HIccwICw/s320/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfZ175HFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1AY3z3LBx44/s1600-h/DSC02210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107820193715395666" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfZ175HFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/1AY3z3LBx44/s320/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfaF75HGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/N4OYqoKYGpU/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107820198010362978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfaF75HGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/N4OYqoKYGpU/s320/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfal75HHI/AAAAAAAAARA/LOzpOfB6PUE/s1600-h/DSC02230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107820206600297586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKfal75HHI/AAAAAAAAARA/LOzpOfB6PUE/s320/DSC02230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdVF75G-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/fhgfkhDiMy4/s1600-h/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107817913087761378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdVF75G-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/fhgfkhDiMy4/s320/DSC02235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny Disco Ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdVV75G_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/YNdeTy0i6kY/s1600-h/DSC02240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107817917382728690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdVV75G_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/YNdeTy0i6kY/s320/DSC02240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuket's Aqua Show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdVl75HAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/NVMGMJISr7M/s1600-h/DSC02244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107817921677696002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdVl75HAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/NVMGMJISr7M/s320/DSC02244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdV175HBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/H9eoNCaVR1w/s1600-h/DSC02247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107817925972663314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdV175HBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/H9eoNCaVR1w/s320/DSC02247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKZ2F75G5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WZOe8LRdq9c/s1600-h/DSC02254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107814081976933266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKZ2F75G5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WZOe8LRdq9c/s320/DSC02254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKZ2l75G6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/OIMwBrpkQys/s1600-h/DSC02260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107814090566867874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKZ2l75G6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/OIMwBrpkQys/s320/DSC02260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKZ2175G7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/k6Mw3KCsHLA/s1600-h/DSC02262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107814094861835186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKZ2175G7I/AAAAAAAAAPg/k6Mw3KCsHLA/s320/DSC02262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The show ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we paid 500Baht for this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating : 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdXl75HCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IsSUinfS48w/s1600-h/DSC02266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107817956037434402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKdXl75HCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IsSUinfS48w/s320/DSC02266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we pay them for taking pictures with them at 100Baht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating : 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXI175G0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/CCykSs3vRT0/s1600-h/DSC02267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107811105564597058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXI175G0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/CCykSs3vRT0/s320/DSC02267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXJl75G1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/7JDWuzWFFwY/s1600-h/DSC02268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107811118449498962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXJl75G1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/7JDWuzWFFwY/s320/DSC02268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like his/her boobs! *Slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXJ175G2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/9qLulVPbh6I/s1600-h/DSC02269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107811122744466274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXJ175G2I/AAAAAAAAAO4/9qLulVPbh6I/s320/DSC02269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXL175G3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/TdsvpG-QCSo/s1600-h/DSC02270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107811157104204658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXL175G3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/TdsvpG-QCSo/s320/DSC02270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't manage to pamper ourself to the spa. We actually looking for one but time limited our activity. So we went to Bangla Road for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXMV75G4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/WWPFYwQHPcs/s1600-h/DSC02272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107811165694139266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKXMV75G4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/WWPFYwQHPcs/s320/DSC02272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kononnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUOV75GvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/E5UtH1MF3mQ/s1600-h/DSC02273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107807901518994162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUOV75GvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/E5UtH1MF3mQ/s320/DSC02273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streets of Bangla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to look for a Thai traditional massage. 500 Baht for that. How cheap! We so loving Thailand! Muah muah muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUOl75GwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OlfKRpW99E0/s1600-h/DSC02274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107807905813961474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUOl75GwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/OlfKRpW99E0/s320/DSC02274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUPF75GxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/julhISOr_8o/s1600-h/DSC02275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107807914403896082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUPF75GxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/julhISOr_8o/s320/DSC02275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Washing our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUPV75GyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/X4Mhj4KoeXI/s1600-h/DSC02276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107807918698863394" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUPV75GyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/X4Mhj4KoeXI/s320/DSC02276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUPl75GzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ihbTBTU0to4/s1600-h/DSC02278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107807922993830706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKUPl75GzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ihbTBTU0to4/s320/DSC02278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rate this 8/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107805324538616530" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKR4V75GtI/AAAAAAAAANw/E5AANKnrXpg/s320/DSC02280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the massage, we've discovered the yummies food of all! Kway Chap! Though it looks like shit, but it tastes the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating : 10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107805320243649218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKR4F75GsI/AAAAAAAAANo/jv9mr9yLMeg/s320/DSC02284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuk tuk in Phuket is different from the tuk tuk i took in Bangkok. So much safer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107805311653714610" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKR3l75GrI/AAAAAAAAANg/FlitL9I4_y8/s320/DSC02286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really believe the Thais are specialising in cabling. See how complicated and they still manage to let the power runs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is babes. The end of our relaxing honeymoon there though we didn't do much. I wish we have  much more time to spend and could explore everything. I don't mind going back another trip and stay in Banthai. *winks winks* i'm hinting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKR3V75GqI/AAAAAAAAANY/57EMpAJajcE/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107805307358747298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKR3V75GqI/AAAAAAAAANY/57EMpAJajcE/s320/DSC02288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture to crack you by end of this entry. *GRINS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RuKR4l75GuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/tVxQBy6Avmc/s1600-h/DSC02078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-2088670355330039696?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/2088670355330039696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=2088670355330039696&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2088670355330039696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/2088670355330039696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/09/phuket-time.html' title='Phuket Time!!!!!'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RugDZhh0OYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hzG-44Xegn0/s72-c/DSC02000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-8208694397350622165</id><published>2007-09-12T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T16:53:11.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RueomBh0OXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Cno5D5dNNQQ/s1600-h/rat_wallsPoster_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RueomBh0OXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Cno5D5dNNQQ/s400/rat_wallsPoster_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109237673473882482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratatouille - I rate this to B-. First half funny, 2nd half cheesy. Hhhmmm..... Rats love Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RueOCxh0OUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Kzrnbo0hXhE/s1600-h/theinvasion_posterbig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RueOCxh0OUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Kzrnbo0hXhE/s400/theinvasion_posterbig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109208480581171522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Invasion - Movie Critics gave them a C. Fans gave them a B-. SHARON da BLANKARD gives it an A-. for me to know, for you to find out. Blerkz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RueSBxh0OWI/AAAAAAAAAVI/3vwUvjsz5Cc/s1600-h/DSC00309+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RueSBxh0OWI/AAAAAAAAAVI/3vwUvjsz5Cc/s400/DSC00309+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109212861447813474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smoocheZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-8208694397350622165?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/8208694397350622165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=8208694397350622165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8208694397350622165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/8208694397350622165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/09/invasion.html' title='Movie Review'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h2C_Xe-U-CM/RueomBh0OXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Cno5D5dNNQQ/s72-c/rat_wallsPoster_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13822882.post-3604347608520883587</id><published>2007-09-07T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T18:03:52.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L A M E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise my last post is damn dang damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too bored. I haven't been going home to upload my stuff and blog them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably tomorrow? Cos tonight there will be a House warming party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i needa get a life on weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm not fucking working and Nam's fucking flying to BALI for recce and will be back only on Fucking MONDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Hell huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chop babes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better be missing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13822882-3604347608520883587?l=selfishb1tch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/feeds/3604347608520883587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13822882&amp;postID=3604347608520883587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3604347608520883587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13822882/posts/default/3604347608520883587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://selfishb1tch.blogspot.com/2007/09/l-m-e.html' title='L A M E'/><author><name>Blankard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05739793251835144139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
